Guild dramas are never good for the guild. some pull through unscath, some pull through with scars – and some just plain fall apart.
When I first joined Thaurissan, it was to play with friends. The unfortunate part of insisting on playing with friends is that we might just not have enough friends who wants to play wow, who are playing wow, who wants to transfer or who even cared to log on for anything. It seemed, with friends, people have a lower tendency to fulfill their responsibilities that normal people would fulfill because “it’s ok, we are friends, we shouldn’t be fighting over a computer game”.
Therefore, things like punctuality, caring to gear up, read up on strats so as not to waste time etc – completely flew out of the window. There were nights when 8p.m raid starts ended up starting at 10, and 10p.m starts almost at 12 midnight. Sometimes, clearing a single wing or less took 3 hours or more. As someone who goes to work at 8.30, i have to be getting up at 7a.m. and those timings soon began to hurt my real life.
Especially because I am no early bird.
Thereafter, raids soon stop happening altogether, because people did not feel like they owe anyone the responsibility to mention that they can not turn up. So, the remaining of the guild start panning out options we can all take, and started looking at a merger. The good part of the merger is more people to fill raids, and therefore possibly hitting a 25 man raid instead of just 10 man (and even then still flailing for more people). One of the guys’ brother and cousin is a part of the other guild too.
The bad part was the times they could raid, so we decided that could be kinked out and moved.
If first impressions could be a good starting point, there never was a better one than how one of the officers started off with me. In leading a discussion (albeit half jokingly), we started discussing how big boobs were a health hazard altogether. I was told to stop it as “it is outraging the modesty of women” and there were women/children in the guild. It reeked of pretentious heroism and sexism, so i pushed it and asked who are the women and children in the guild – but no one could answer to my queries.
Then we started discussing the kinks and flaws of their raid grouping, which left one of the two 10-man groups under-staffed. They were hard, and pushy, and just pure didn’t care as long as we fulfilled their needs. So I popped into ventrilo and asked a few questions – and suddenly it was, “are you a female?” “don’t worry we can fix it”. and someone swore, and it was “don’t swear please, we have ladies in the guild.”
remember i mentioned pretentious heroism and sexism – this began to reek further of fat stupids with one hand on the mouse and the other on their cock. Giving another day to see what they made of the “we will fix it”, I noticed it only went to further under-staff us or replace it with more undergeared people – so I left.
I maybe female, but I know how raid make-ups are meant to look, thank you very much. I adore my friends, but not enough to tolerate people telling me what I should say, read or hear. Women swear too, just walk out of your hole in the ground more often, and you will find them.


