When a guildie offered to pop into queue for FoS as heals so that my hunter wouldn’t languish forever, I gladly accepted. After proving to myself, yet again, that THE TRINKET DOES NOT EXIST, I hopped over to Lyrandre to return the favor.
It’s at the point now where anything but Halls of Reflection is boring. Thus I feel almost compelled to apologize to any group I’m in beforehand, because boredom does bad things to me.
Imagine this: you zone in to Forge of Souls. Your healer screams in party, “IF THE TRINKET DROPS WHILE I AM ON MY PRIEST I SWEAR BY ALL THAT IS HOLY THAT I WILL DROWN A KITTEN.”
You’d probably look at her at least a little bit sideways. Anyway, you move on. You make the first pull. This time the charming little space goat says something along the lines of “Bubble, PoM, renew, nap.” The other priest in the group laughs knowingly. Apparently napping isn’t actually on the agenda however, because during the next two pulls she is…hopping around the group casting Holy Nova?
Moments later you see “HOLY FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRE” as she casts said spell on one of the mobs. The ret pally by this point is giving some of the casters hugs, but the priest does catch her before she dies. “Oh,” she says. “Someone actually needed healing.”
The paladin, blessedly in the spirit of the moment, replied with “I’m just helping to keep you awake.”
“Maybe I shouldn’t have raided the easter chocolate,” your healer confesses. Aha.
The run continues uneventfully–and deathlessly–with the priest happily running around the party in circles, casting holy nova…
Beware asking me to heal heroics for you, I guess. >.>
(The trinket my hunter wants did not drop, but that just adds more weight to my theory that IT DOESN’T EXIST.)