My guild just died. I got to watch.
Overnight, somebody had a pissy fit and whipped out a threat of physical violence at a guild RL gathering and just like that. Boom. My guild died.
I logged on to find the GM had stepped down and then I watched him leave. THe entire day I couldn’t log off because I was afraid I’d miss the chance to say another goodbye. Half my favorite people are gone.
I don’t log onto WoW to theorycraft or to raid or to do quests or to WoW. I log on to play with my Robes, my family.
And now my Robes are gone, almost. I say almost, there are some of us left, it was huge schism, though. So there’s still The Scarlet Robes, been around on US-Eonar Alliance since forever, but we’re tattered scraps.
I’m still terribly sad, devastated, and a little shocked. So maybe posts will come just so I can write my way through pain or maybe I’ll leave off here for a bit. I’ll try to keep up the TNWiki like I said I’d start, though.