The End of One...The Beginning of Another

Well, it sure has been a long while since I last posted on my blog. I got all caught up in guild matters in what little spare time I had, working as hard as I could to keep my guild afloat for as long as I could. Alas, one person cannot carry the troubles of a guild on their shoulder and hold the guild up. With all the good times <Good Guild> had, it finally came to a rest as the two main officers basically ran most people off leaving us with people that should not be in BT, especially late BT, and thus killed the guild. I basically knew that when that came about, my warrior would be done. On my server, prot warriors are in high demand, but not for the progression I was in. Luckily I had a chance to fall back on my half geared shaman.

It wasnt until I had posted my message on the realm forums about me giving up my warrior due to the fact that no one needed him and the replies many of my former guildmates had posted about what I had done for the guild, I was swarmed with invites from the very same guilds that had talked so much garbage about me in the past few months and one particular guild that seemed very interested in both my shaman and my warrior. It was the same very guild that had been trying to get me to leave good guild for the past month to join them and the very guild that many of the people I hung out with most in Good guild went to. I told them I had planned to take a break from the game, but I could play either my shaman or my warrior. I was gone for maybe 5 or 6 days before coming back, letting the dust settle of all the bad rep I had got caught up in due to the guild tag I wore for so long, and picked up where I left off. When I came back, I was told that my fellow warrior tank from Good Guild had app'd to the same guild I had just been accepted to. That is when the guild leader came to me and told me to choose which character I wished to play. I could playmy warrior and tank for them, but if I took that path, they would decline her app simply because they did not need 2 prot warriors at that time. My other option was to play my shaman, pick up where they needed healers because they currently only have 1 semi active resto shaman, and they would accept her as a tank into the guild. Well, the decision itself for me was not a hard one, yet at the same very time it was. I had to give up the very thing in this game I loved in order to allow a very close friend the chance to earn her own keep where she deserved it most. To me, it was worth it. I've since seen her go from being the back tank, picking up slack where other tanks left off, to being forced to main tank all of Black Temple with a group of DPS and healers whom have the place memorized like clockwork. I watched as they tested her in every turn of the instance, and I watched as she stood in the same very position I had stood not two months previously... Standing infront of her fellow guildies, tanking, and blossuming because she finally got to do what every tank wants to do.

I won't lie. I sometimes look back at it, and I regret what I did. I miss being the tank in the raid, I miss the feel of being the one people are dropping their jaws over with every small save you make, and I miss not being that main tank that every guild looks up to. Though, seeing what I have seen so far, I would not change my decision if given the chance. By taking myself out of the equation, I opened the door for another to experience the game the same way I did, and to enjoy it the same way I did. To me, that makes it worth it.