Origin of a Blood Knight

I am Anthies. I am a Paladin. I am a Blood Elf. This is the most awesome combination of things in the known universe. Seriously. If you were looking for the most awesome combination of things in the known universe, you found it. No need to thank me.

Formula

 

Ok, I might be exaggerating a little. I’m actually fairly mediocre, much to my dismay. I have been playing World of Warcraft for almost 9 years (I think?). I started right after the patch that added the original Naxxramas in Vanilla. We just called it WoW back then, I’m old school like that.

I began my career as a WoW player as a Hunter, a Night Elf Hunter at that. I was young and naive, and I didn’t know any better. I played my Hunter right up until Mists was released. I got him to 90, and even did a little raiding on him before I decided that I didn’t really like all the changes that had been made to the class. It was time for a change.

My first ever max-level alt was a Human Paladin, named Anthies. I had a lot of fun leveling him and pretending I could tank. I decided to play a Paladin again, a Blood Elf this time. I considered transferring my old pally, but with all the changes brought on by Mists, I decided leveling a new one was the way to go. ┬áThis was the beginning of the end, of this story. Didn’t mean to frighten you there…

I gathered all my heirloom gear, mailed it to my newly created Blood Elf Paladin, and off I went into the world. I created a Blood Elf because I was fascinated by their lore, and the process by which they were able to become paladins in the first place. (I’ll most likely discuss this in a future post) The first 15 levels went by rather quickly, and the next 45 almost as quickly, it seemed. I chose Protection as my first specialization and leveled exclusively through the Dungeon Finder until I reached level 60. I switched to Retribution and quested my way through Outlands, Northrend and the Cataclysm zones. I arrived on the Mist shrouded shores of Pandaria about 2 weeks after creating this character. The next 5 levels felt like they took centuries to complete. However, I persevered, and with the support of my guildmates in <Advent Immortal> I reached level 90. This is the only other character I have reached level 90 with, and for good reason.

I wanted to be a tank, but I was afraid to tank random groups. I was worried that I would mess up and that the other people in the group would get pissed off at me, or vote-kick me, or any number of other unpleasant things. I would run dungeons as Ret spec and hope that tank gear dropped that I could loot. This is not a very effective method of gearing out a particular spec, in case you were wondering. My wife finally talked me into tanking heroics with her healing, and we would bring as many guildmates as we could. Eventually, I grew more and more comfortable with my abilities as a tank. I still try to run with guildmates as often as I can, but that is only because I prefer their company to the silent LFD groups I often end up in.

So this is the path I am on now. I am learning how to raid tank, and having more fun with WoW than I have since Burning Crusade. This is largely in part to my guild <Advent Immortal>, and I owe them quite a bit of thanks. They’ve been there every step of the way, and offered nothing but support and encouragement, as well as the title of this blog. Also, if it weren’t for my wife reminding me that I’m too hard on myself, I’d probably still be running around in my Ret spec, pretending to be a tank, but never actually doing so. So there you have it, my long-winded, yet humble beginnings.

 

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