Day 11
Overnight, I went from many wanting to throw the noob off the highest cliff to the most wanted player in all of Azeroth. Even night elf guilds which operated a bit looser do to their limited access to the rest of the alliance sent offers. Most offers came through the mail, and the bolder guilds sent invites. The smarter guilds would later on approach me directly either the GM or one of their officers. The first offer woke me up from a deep sleep some time around what would be sunrise. I was good and pissed the whole hour until I later learned out how to ignore guild invites and be able to open the window to check the box. Invites then started coming in the mail. Simple requests that slowly filled my mail box. Of course I ignored that until it was full. Thank the lord that my addons were fully active as I opened my postal addon and out of habit took any items in the mail and marked them as read. I debated only a few minutes about taking what these GM's sent me. Then the anonymous invites from this morning convinced me these were just as bad, but with presents. Mats, junk gear, gold, and other items. The best gifts were larger bags which I did use and plain money. When my bags filled I went to the bank and nearly passed out. My bank was full, mats, items, tabards, armor that I couldn't wear yet. I had to vendor most of the gifts to use the large bags that my original main used. Mostly 20 slot bags. I had enchants that they had never heard of. I wanted to learn engineering as a profession but the fact I had so many enchants and that I had a Runed Elementium Rod, the highest rod that an Enchanter needed. Plus stacks of materials that I would need. The next big surprise was when I did go to the enchanter trainer I auto learned every single enchant they offered and even the ones he didn't. Oh I was one happy rogue and soon I was better "twinked" out than before. It was like this with all the trainers if I had the skill before I knew every plan or had instant mastery with said professions. I didn't complain at all. For the rest of the guild invite mail, I sent it back only taking the money out. I couldn't use the items and vendoring it made no sense. They finally wised up by the end of the day and I had to stay in stealth to go anywhere.
"This is ridiculous." I stated. Bron and Fizzle jumped.
"Where are you, Kit?" Fizzle asked.
"Under the table, don't look." I hissed.
"Getting the guild invite fever?" Bron asked.
"Yes I have a full list of ignores, blocked group and guild invites, and a finally empty mail box, or it would be if I could ignore everybody." I explained.
"A new player means everyone wants to have you in their guild and the power you bring." Bron added. "Not that we informed anyone that you quit the council last night."
"How do you two handle it?" I asked. "Neither one of you are in a guild."
"They know how to invite properly, but I am not going to join a guild for awhile and Bron here has never been in a guild." Fizzle answered.
"It goes against the lone wolf rule." Bron added. I had to giggle. "Look sit between us and share a meal. I promise no one will bother you."
"And if the do I will turn them to sheep!" Fizzle declared.
"Alright." I had to agree. "But I am buying."
"Profitable invites?" Fizzle wondered. I didn't say a word. Bron or Fizzle didn't have to say a word. Bob would just growl and that sent most away and the more determined got slobbered on.
"So have you decided on one of the guilds?" Fizzle asked. "We know most of them and we can give you the low down on who's who."
"I have read a lot of the letters and laughed at a few most I just deleted." I replied. "Plus there was a ton of invites sent straight to me. I had to turn blocking on. I can't even have group open."
"I think we could help with that group with us that way they will get you are already in a group." Bron suggested. I looked sceptically at him. "Hey we are not the bad guys here. I am a loner and Fizzle here he is harmless, aren't ya grandpa?"
"Didn't I tell you to stop calling you that." Fizzle complained.
"Grandpa? But you don't look old enough to be one." I commented. Fizzle sighed then I caught a tear leaking from his eye.
"I am. I have a grand daughter and two grandsons. Gnome here are much older then they look. Being sixty seven here is young for a gnome. The day the game came out the boys were showing me this game and my grand daughter suggested I make a character. She had made a gnome named pop and said it lacks the fizzle. They helped me make the gnome and when I hit enter after I typed in Fizzle. I was suddenly here." he explained. "I lost my family just over some game."
"I am sorry and I guess that would make sense as I am over forty." I replied. "Is this similar for most that their toon is relative to their age?"
"Yes and no. The night elves and dwarves are people who were in their twenties, thirties and humans in their teens to twenties. For the most part that is the norm. Gnomes are the strange ones there are a few in the over forty bracket, but many are preteens as the gnomes for the game are cute." Bron explained. "It caused some problems in the beginning, but it is better now. Though to us it is not what they should have had to experience. The young players are the most absorbed into the game."
"They are the true role players. They fully believe they are a gnome and have back grounds with vivid details of the fall of Gnomeregan and the friends or family they lost." Fizzle added. "I even have my own story." Between the both of them I understood a few more things. Players were afraid to level, but it was more than that. By being in game the combat was very real. This added to the affect of it being real for the players. They didn't want to die, but also they were living the life of a gnome, human, dwarf, or night elf. I saw how easy it could be to just forget the real world and learn to live in this one. As our conversation lengthened I saw that they both were more Azerothian the Earthing. It was sad as the more I saw the more lost I felt. To me this was still a game, but to them it was life their life.
"I don't want to join a guild I want to form one." I stated which shocked them both.
"How? I mean you could create one but you need others to help you create the guild and there are not many that are guildless." Fizzle replied.
"Those that are don't want anything to do with a guild." Bron added.
"True but this world needs a guild that is totally different from the rest so I am going to use my old guild name. End Game Raiders. We were always focused on the raid content and I believe I could get forty players together to complete the raids, but I would need players willing to level."
"Well I am in." Bron said smiling. Fizzle thought for a moment and broke out laughing. We both looked at him and he quieted down.
"You're serious?" I nodded. "You want to push to level and what beat an unbeatable game?" I nodded again. "How?"
"The basics really are you have to level and to level and to level. You have down that up to a point, but how much time do you spent questing? A few days weeks like a vacation?" I questioned. "When I level I don't stop, but here the distances are getting bigger. Northshire took a few hours, but after I was sent to Teldrassil it got bigger and bigger still in Dun Morogh. Travel time really slowed me down. You should all be level sixty by now not twenty to forty. I want to change that, so we need to give everyone a purpose a goal."
"It won't work the last leveling guild disbanded in year one." Fizzle countered. "They won't buy what you are selling and if it has been ten year in the real world what would be going back to? We are all legally dead or worse we are dead in real life. That is the truth you will have to face."
"I have a different opinion." Bron stated. "I think we need to level, but yes travel time is great and most will not want to work to level. I myself have wondered why I do it. Riding perk is nice, but it will not be enough."
"Then I will just have to show them, but I need two more to do it. We are just DPS classes, so we will need a tank and a healer to start and we will need them to start the guild as well." I explained. "That will be the start and through action we will succeed if nothing more then leveling to sixty. That will be worth it, and don't you want to learn how to fly?"
"We get flying at sixty?" Fizzle perked up and grinned as I nodded. "Well I'm in. Been wanting to build a plane for years."
"Not a plane, a helicopter, but you have to be an engineer." I added. He just smiled as he put on some Green Tinted Goggles. I giggled as he danced a bit. "Good we have an engineer and I assume mining as a secondary. What about you Bron?"
"Leather working and skinning, plus my cooking is pretty high." Bron replied. "Have you decided on a profession?"
"I have my professions already I just had to visit the trainers. Enchanting, Skinning for the critical bonus. I have the basic skills of cooking, first aid, and fishing. I have them all maxed out except fishing, but for now it is maxed as there is nowhere to go to level it higher." I explained they both looked surprised and doubt set in. "I know it is hard to believe, but I have all my skills from the game I played, just not the levels. Look at my health bar as an example with my gear and all the enchants my health is boosted by 1500. My agility is also boosted by 120 plus the points at the level I am, so my dodge is over 45% and my critical strike is nearly at 100% That is how I was sure I could kill that level 25 in a duel."
"What about a mob, how high could you kill above your level?" Bron asked.
I am still affected by crushing blows, but four five levels right now, but as I level it will drop." I explained. "I am a twink toon. Very high health and very high damage output so I can handle many toons my own level in pvp without dying. They didn't come about until way after battlegrounds opened up. I don't have the materials to give others the same enchants, but I can for a few."
"So we need a tank and a healer?" Bron asked. "Well I know a priest. She hangs around Stormwind."
"I know a Druid, night elf. I think he would be up to the challenge." Fizzle stated. "Let me go get him." Fizzle got up and started to cast and within seconds he was gone.
"I wasn't done." I complained.
"No matter, I know who he is talking about he is level 30 like he is. Don't remember his name. Ginny is level thirty four last time I saw her. She likes shadow, but she is very good as Discipline. Come on we can take the tram there."
"Now it is getting late and I was looking forward to another hot bath." I complained.
"No time like the present and it will take nearly two days to get there." Bron stated. "Fizzle can portal to Stormwind after he finds the druid." I sighed and after a quick stop at the bank I was ready to go. I was planning on going to Elwynn Forest anyways. The tram was more like a subway with close cars and the shear distance it had to travel was not something I expected. Bron was a decent enough companion and I was quickly seeing him as a friend. What I hoped was just excitement about the guild and leveling to sixty twinkled in his eyes like he was empowered by it. This didn't fade the whole time we traveled.
