So Tuesday night I said, “Alright, let’s go tackle normal Halls of Lightning on Ambrosyne. I should be able to tank a normal alright, and it drops a trinket I need because I’m still toting around a level 68 blue.”
I couldn’t find DPS for the LIFE of me. It was just me, Kyr on his shaman, and some hapless level 75 warlock. My attempts at prodding LFG for DPS resulted in a random DK telling me that if I couldn’t find DPS I was fail.
…because trolling LFG on a DK is totally cool, amirite?
Anyway, I ended up batting my eyes at Josh and getting him to drag his DK along. I didn’t think it would be so bad…I mean, it was a NORMAL instance. I basically knew how to tank, I mean I MT’d/OT’d Kara and OT’d Gruuls and SSC on this toon, right? And I had a 76 prot warrior! I’d be fine! I had some purples, Drake was in purples, fuck it we’d 4 man the place.
…did I mention that Ky hadn’t done much healing on his shaman yet?
There’s a saying among horsefolk about what happen when you throw a green rider on a green horse. It results in black and blue. Throw a nubtank and a nubhealer together, no matter how otherwise skilled and familiar with the role they may be, and you get…a normal instance run worth 24g in repairs.
Though someone needs to explain to me how the first boss wiped us twice, only for us to one shot Loken. …seriously? How is “run out of whirlwind” harder than “run out of nova”?
Also, did you know that a 75 warlock in HoL has an aggro radius the size of Jupiter?! Nothing like tanking the gauntlet adds on the stairs only to also get BOTH add packs on the sides. Thank god for paladins, the Class That Won’t Fucking Die. We had a ret pally with us for a very brief time, before he…disconnected, and he had the presence of mind to heal me some. Such a shame he had…internet troubles.
Josh, in his infinite wisdom (and, perhaps, because I dragged him out of Eve for this madness), decided that since HE had to learn tanking via coping with stupid people, so would I. He then proceeded to be that DK that every tank hates, death grip pulls and all. I may or may not have called him a “cuntbucket”.
Regardless, that was my first attempt at tanking again. Last night was a raid night, so no more tanking practice there…and Thursday is the Naxx I signed up to OT for.
…this will be FUN!