I truly believe had we another thirty minutes last night there would have been another twenty Iron Bound Proto Drakes clogging up the Dalaran well. All with the <Hubris> tag. Not only did we rally after a 1%, 1%, 2% Wipe on Mim, but we were within range of Knock, Knock, Knocking Freya on her ass in one night of pulls.
This note, however, isn’t explicitly about those achievements, but about us. In a little over 3 months, we’ve gone from a rag tag crew from an imploded day one guild into an increasingly efficient raiding force and that is fucking win. We are pulling faster, pulling better and teaming like, well, a team. I can’t remember a day in the last month where the raid wasn’t assembled and ready at 7pm and much to my excitement pulling prior. Thank you all. Do you remember when we didn’t get rolling toward Flame Leviathan until 7:30pm? Now he is usually dead by 7:05pm.
On top of that, strat discussion is more productive than ever, Gration and I won’t always have the right answers and I am glad that raid members are comfortable throwing out suggestions so we don’t end up grouping up for 2 hours on Mim phase 2 o.O.
Not to be out done, Malayon is diligently working on a loot mod to hopefully speed up our biggest time sink. Everyone has done a good job with timely tells, this mod will get those tells to the Loot Council faster. Thanks bud.
Additionally, we have once again been blessed with a bumper crop of applicants (yes I called you all food, now get me coffee!) As a group they have already helped immensely. For fun here are our recruitment numbers since June.
70 applicants matriculated (i.e. filled out an app)
10 accepted
9 in process (I still have no coffee in my hand /taps foot)
5 poofs
3 flame outs
Still no ferals
We’ve had 5 retirees and numerous Emeritus who’ve been there for clutch situations (Veni, Grim and Don)
As your grumpy raid enforcer I don’t praise all of the amazing things each of you has done with and for the guild. We’ve come a long way, baby. Ulduar is dying; let’s empty the clip in its face before we go, yo.
xoxoxoxoxo,
Cheertator Cal
p.s. – In the immortal words of Rig