My first soiree into guild leadership happened in an explosion of drama, which I somehow became the catalyst. “We are supposed to be a hard core guild,” I said “You can’t cancel a raid just because you can’t make it!!” Our argument was a whirl of purple text from our in game whispers, which were anything but quiet. Our guild was named Nox, which means night or something like that and we had a great start as a guild. We were wracking up the accomplishments and able to brag that we were 4/5 in bosses defeated. Only one more to go…and the Guild Leader was CANCELING! “I won’t have it!” I fumed, “this is not how this works!”
Cali has been removed from the guild
Kicked. How can he kick me? I wasn’t the problem. From there I can only describe what came next as a scheme. Like any respectable guild at the time we had a website where we all communicated daily and on this website I still had access. I began my plea in a forum private mesage (PM) to all of my guildmates asking them to to reject the bad leadership and join me on a new adventure. And join me they did!
I stood in our main city hub, staring at a blank text box asking me to name the guild. I’m terrible at naming things. I typed in some text and created the guild. I knew that everyone would get a kick out of this temporary name that I picked and make me change it in a week.
You have joined Cali Killed Nox
Little did I know that we would play under that guild name for the next 4 years…