Dusting off the raiding boots

I took a long break from raiding starting in 2014 after a stint in a game that broke my spirit when it came to running a raiding guild.  This game was called Wildstar and it promised to be a hard core raiders dream.  It turned out that people didn’t stick with the raiding for one reason or another and our guild imploded leaving us a loss for what to do.  I can’t blame my extended hiatus from gaming solely on this experience.  Shortly after we stop playing together I was expecting my first child.  I won’t lie, pregnancy kicked my ass.  I spent a lot of time with my feet elevated playing tablet games.  As in a ton of Hearthstone.  Of course the first year of my daughter’s life proved difficult to get on the computer for anything longer nap time.  I picked up one of those games that I always find myself returning to, Star Wars Galaxies.  I mostly wanted to chat with people so I rolled an entertainer and watched the chat scroll as my character danced poorly for warriors preparing for the hunt.  Since the leveling part of this class could be done while I was AFK (Away from keyboard) I felt like I was progressing without having to be present the entire time.

And this was my gaming life for a while.  Of course I picked up the Legion expansion of WoW and had a blast for several months playing casually. I played through the revival of Secret World Legends.  I was enjoying the content but missed my friends and without friends to play with, an MMO soon loses its appeal.

Last year I found myself in the hospital and my husband brought the laptop with an old MMO installed.  To my delight the wi-fi worked well and I got to work leveling my character.  For 3 days, I played my heart out in this game and found a renewed sense of excitement that I haven’t felt for a long time.  The hubby and I got to level cap and started to build up our characters making them stronger each day.  When it came time to do the large scale content with groups of 25 people, I didn’t hesitate.  I wanted to raid again!

Start at the beginning

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…