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We currently have the following vacancies in our roster:
Please note, we ARE still accepting applications
for classes listed above as being
FULL.
Be aware though that since such classes will have
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"Mergers & Acquisitions"
If you are the GM or an Officer of a guild that is
considering merging with or being acquired by another
guild, Converge is interested to talk to you.
Having existed since 2006, Converge has experience of
successfully 'acquiring' other guilds and integrating
them into our unique organisation.
Full details of our policy towards mergers and
acquisitions can be found on
our 'M&A' page.
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Converge has won the following realm-first
achievements during its pursuit of raiding
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"I'm on a Boat (25P)"
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"The Traitor King (25P)"
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Upcoming Events
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A summary of forthcoming in-game events
is given below.
Strand of the Ancients CTA is due to be the call-to-arms for earning bonus honor all weekend in the Strand of the Ancients battleground. (2010-07-31)
Alterac Valley CTA is due to be the call-to-arms for earning bonus honor all weekend in the Alterac Valley battleground. (2010-07-30)
The Darkmoon Faire is due to be visiting Shattrath City in Terrokar Forest. (2010-08-01)
Alterac Valley CTA is due to be the call-to-arms for earning bonus honor all weekend in the Alterac Valley battleground. (2010-07-30)
Warsong Gulch CTA is due to be the call-to-arms for earning bonus honor all weekend in the Warsong Gulch battleground. (2010-08-06)
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"Fiction and Creative Art"
Discover our very own collection of fiction
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Official Silvermoon Realm Forum
- A small amount of useful information wrapped in a
thick duvet of nonsense and spam.
WoWHead
- Arguably the most popular WoW database site
with comprehensive information and useful tools.
"WoW Gem Finder"
- Handy site for determining the best gem to match
your slot colour and statistical requirements.
"Be.IMBA"
- Popular character equipment analysis tool.
"Elitist Jerks"
- Leading WoW theory-crafting site.
"RaidComp"
- Useful raid composition tool from MMOChampion that assists
in illustrating what buffs and debuffs various raid compositions
can offer.
Curse Gaming
- Home of one of the most comprehensive WoW
addon libaries."
WoW Interface
- Another great addon download site..
WoW Ace
- Wow addon site dedicated to game addons developed
using the one of the extended "Ace family" of
component frameworks.
WoW Ranked (Silvermoon-EU)
- WoW Ranking Site. Lists realms and guilds in terms
of their equipment collection visible via the Armory.
Instance Reset Calendar
- Find out when your favourite raid instance will be reset.
WoW Wiki
- A useful source of basic strategies, tactics and information
about various instances and quests.
Thottbot
- And old favourite WoW database site, home to the kids
who yell "I'd roll on that, it's a hunter weapon!"
Allakhazam
- Another WoW database site.
WarcraftRealms Character History
- Useful tool for reviewing a character's history on a
realm-specific basis.
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Broliant Writes...
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Homegrown Addons
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ConvergeFu
- A simple FuBar plugin to provide useful functions
often required by guild officers.
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RecountFu
- A simple FuBar plugin to toggle the display of the
Recount damage meter window.
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Converge Website Homepage.
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Zero Advance Tactics: What it means and why it makes Converge unique!
Converge is a 25-man raiding guild that, quite uniquely,
chooses not to research the strategies and tactics published
by other guilds and websites before beating a fight by ourselves.
That way, we get to see all the cool new things each fight has
to offer with fresh eyes instead of having all the interesting
surprises spoiled for us and the satisfaction of knowing that
each new boss kill was 100% "all our own work".
Find out more details about this defining feature of the guild
on our dedicated
Zero Advance Tactics webpage.
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Latest Guild News
The most recent news articles to be published by the guild
appear below. For a list of every news story ever published
on our website, see our
news index page.
Alternatively, if you're looking for our guild fiction, you
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fiction and creative art page.
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First Kill of Halion (10)!
Monday 12th July, 2010.
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Right after enjoying the conclusion to the FIFA World Cup
competition the previous night, our mini-team popped into the
recently opened Ruby Sanctum and tackled the singlular boss
within, Halion.
A few previous attempts had been made but this night was
the charm with a calm easy passage to a new FBK achieved
under the usual auspices of our 'ZAT' approach.
Congratulations to those in attendance for this achievement
made whilst we all had fun. Here's to the proper 25-player
version of it to come!
Report posted by: Broliant.
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Heroic Guildular Action Abounds!
Sunday 13th June, 2010.
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-- THE RETURN - PART 1 --
The common room of The Rusty Dagger Inn had seen better days.
Worn, cracked tables and chairs dotted the stained stone
floor, among which a bored-looking barmaid floated, deftly
avoiding clumsy attempts made by patrons to grab her sizeable
arse.
It was late and few remained to brave the watery ale and sour
glances of Ulf, the inn's owner. Said by some to be half-
kobold (a rumour he hotly denied) his ratty features seemed
set into a perpetual sneer. The Dagger had a reputation for
being a place one could conduct business as shady as Ulf was
ugly which was precisely the reason Professor Broliant sat in
a corner with several of his most trusted lieutenants. Trying
rather unsuccessfully to look inconspicuous, Epidemic shifted
his hulking form trying to get more comfortable. The tiny
stool he sat on creaked loudly.
"Did you have to wear all your top tier set?" grumbled Van,
sniffing his mug suspiciously. "There's not going to be any
trouble and frankly you stink like a steel foundry."
"An evil steel foundry," piped up Zmall, his tiny eyes
peeking over the rim of the table. The gnome belched quietly
and grinned at the four empty mugs arrayed in front of him.
Epidemic's helmet swivelled to look at the handsome paladin,
who wore an elaborate, orange velvet hose set off by black
satin breeches.
"If I'd have known you were going to take four hours getting
ready, I'd have come casual," he boomed. Van's eyes darted
around the room, nervously.
"Dude, can't you whisper?"
"I am whispering!"
Van brushed at an imaginary speck on his shoulder and tried to
look butch. Broliant raised a hand and the pair fell silent.
"Stealth, I think we can agree, is not high up our most
excellent death knight's skill set," he said, smiling slightly.
He looked intently at the door. "Now," he said, almost to
himself. "Our guest has arrived." Everyone turned to get a
better view.
"I'm waiting, B," boomed Epidemic after a few seconds.
"Yes, thank you. I'm aware of that," said Broliant quietly,
his attention elsewhere. "If my calculations are correct, our
sour-faced host will need a new door," he raised a finger and
closed his eyes. "Now."
The oak door exploded inwards in a shower of splinters and a
battered-looking goblin landed in front of the group. The bar
fell silent. Suddenly there was a commotion as the few remaining
patrons hurried out, several making loud comments about the hour.
The goblin got unsteadily to his feet, brushed himself off and
looked around, clearly desperate for a way out. Dressed in a
traditional messenger's guild uniform, he looked very much like
an oversized angry green baby. Despite his journey through The
Rusty Dagger's door, he was relatively unscathed.
"Who, or what, is that?" Epidemic boomed, standing. At his
loud clanking the goblin seemed to notice the odd group for the
first time and red, shifty eyes widened as they travelled up the
death knight's heavily armoured form.
"Gutburp," replied a quiet voice from the doorway. Xen emerged
from the gloom, he didn't look happy.
"So that's where you've been," said Van. "Getting this fella."
Xen nodded and moved to stand behind the messenger.
"Indeed, Van," replied Broliant, looking at the goblin intently.
"I asked Xen to track down the creature who delivered a package to
our guild last week."
"This got something to do with Sabi and Indil?" asked Zmall. The
pair had recently gone missing, though no one knew if they'd been
kidnapped or left of their own free will. No note had been left
and no sign of a struggle marked their passage.
"This little fellow delivered our esteemed guildies a package last
week," said the rogue. "I asked Xen to locate him,
given our druid here can do things a little more quietly than most."
His gaze flicked to Epidemic before returning to the messenger.
"This is kidnapping," growled Gutburp, who seemed to have found his
voice. "You're all going to be in a lot of trouble when my masters
find out!"
"Big deal," said Van, handing Zmall his ale. Gutburp looked ready
to launch into an angry response when Broliant's hand blurred. There
was a loud thunk and, as if by magic, a large steel dagger appeared,
quivering between the goblin's feet. Gutburp's mouth snapped shut.
"What my well-groomed companion means to say," began Broliant, his
gaze hardening. "Is that it will be hard to complain about anything
if your head has been removed from your body."
"Painfully!? boomed Epidemic in his hollow voice.
"That goes without saying," snorted Van.
"Just thought I'd mention it," replied the death knight, sounding
faintly hurt. Gutburp gulped loudly.
"Or I could swallow his soul," squeaked Zmall, taking a swig of Van's
ale. "Much less messy." Broliant smiled coldly at the goblin.
"Now," he said softly. "Where were we?"
"I w-was about to tell you everything I know s-so you don't let
your friends remove my h-head from my shoulders," stammered Gutburp,
shifting nervously from foot to foot. "Or eat my soul," he added
weakly.
"Indeed!" beamed the Guild Master.
Ten minutes later a relieved Gutburp scuttled out the shattered front
door and left the group to ponder what they had learned.
"Think he'll talk to his masters about our little chat?" said Epidemic.
Broliant shook his head, deep in thought.
"No, he'd get in too much trouble. If we move quickly our quarry
won't know we're coming."
Van sipped daintily at a mug of tea brought over by Ulf moments before.
The landlord's nervous fury at the destruction wrought upon his front
door had been quenched by the small sack of coins Broliant had passed
over, along with assurances Xen would not frequent the bar ever again.
Zmall pushed away his fifth mug of ale and frowned.
"So we now know Sabi and Indil were sent a two-way scrying stone as
part of their Blood Prince Fan Club welcome pack," he squeaked.
"We also know it was sent by a third party," added Epidemic.
"A shadowy third party," qualified Zmall. "Scrying stones are
expensive, not part of the normal fan welcome pack."
"Our little green friend gave us an address in Dalaran," said Broliant,
standing. "We shall pay Sabi and Indil's mysterious benefactor a visit."
"As long as there'll be extreme violence involved, happy to come along,"
rumbled Epidemic.
"Before we go, Professor B," squeaked Zmall, hopping off his stool and
swaying slightly.
"Yes?" replied Broliant.
"How did you know exactly when the goblin was going to come through the
door?"
"Good question," said Van, putting down his half-finished tea.
"Simple deduction," said Broliant, looking a little smug.
"Pray, enlighten us," said Xen softly.
"Three things indicated Gutburp's arrival time and the mode of his
entrance. First, Xen needed to travel four miles to reach us from the
messenger guild barracks. I was able to estimate his arrival time to
within three minutes, allowing for the fact we would be encumbered. I
also knew he would be grumpy due to the hour."
"I'm so predictable," whispered Xen.
"Only to me," replied Broliant. "Xen's recent marriage was also a
factor."
"How?" asked Van.
"Xen's lovely new wife purchased him a new aftershave four days ago."
"Troll for Men," chipped in Epidemic, turning to look at Van again.
"By Ragnaros's almighty volcanic dung, if you think I smell bad..."
"Quite," interrupted Broliant. "Anyway, Xen's new and, ah, interesting
fragrance is sufficiently pungent to detect fifty yards away, allowing
me to sense his arrival and predict the moment he would fail to utilise
the front door's inward-swiveling capacity for our goblin friend."
"You mean I threw the creature through the door?" said Xen.
"That's what I said," replied Broliant. He turned to look at Van.
"Hearth back to the guild, sober up Banasea, then gear up and meet me at
this abode in Dalaran." He showed Van the scrap of paper Gutburp had
used to hurriedly scrawl an address. Van nodded, put his hand in his
pocket and disappeared with a pop.
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The cobbled streets of Dalaran were deserted. Shop fronts that by day
hawked a bewildering assortment of colourful goods and services were, at
this hour, dark, silent places. Even the several ale houses that dotted
the street had shut hours before, forcing patrons to stagger home to
disapproving wives. A sleek black cat darted from shadow to shadow, a
sliver of movement, its luminous eyes searching hungrily for prey. It
froze suddenly, alert, wary, then let out a startled yowl and bolted when
Broliant, Zmall, Epidemic and Xen snapped into existence. They faded back
into the shadows, suspicious, alert, all business as they searched for
danger.
"That looks like the place," murmured Broliant, gesturing towards a huge
steel gate across the other side of the street. "Apparently home to a
rich merchant who just moved in," he added.
"Looks inviting," said Epidemic. Xen snorted but said nothing. At least
twelve feet high and topped with spikes of creamy bone, there was something
disturbing about the gate, but no one could quite put their finger on why.
Zmall pondered for a moment, reached into his robe and drew out a small red
pouch. He darted forward, quick and silent, reaching into it as he moved.
Seconds later, he was close enough to throw some fine, glittering powder at
the dull surface. Behind him, on the other side of the street, Xen shifted
uncomfortably.
"I hope he knows what he's doing," he said under his breath.
"What's the worst that could happen?" replied Broliant, watching the gate
intently. Xen opened his mouth to reply when a hissing sound filled the air,
loud against the silence. Zmall gave a small yelp and scuttled back across
the street to rejoin them. Together they all stared in horror as the gate
began to flex and change, becoming almost flesh-like as it darkened. A small
tear formed in its middle and began to spread upwards at an alarming rate. A
window up the street flared with light and an angry looking man poked his head
out.
"What's all the commotion?' he shouted, rubbing his eyes and looking around,
night cap bobbing comically. "By Mimiron's clockwork balls, a man needs his
sleep!" His gaze found the gate, he blinked, stared, then disappeared back
into his house, slamming the shutters closed with a bang.
"What in the Seven Hells did you throw on that thing?" boomed Epidemic over
the hissing. Zmall shrugged.
"Powder of Revelation," he said. "Alith had a stash I, er, liberated to
experiment with." The gate by this time had split into two pulsing, fleshy
slabs. Between them stretched the mouth of a huge dark corridor that didn't
look like it belonged in the universe at all. Deep inside it, around a sharp,
shadowy bend, flickering lights appeared, along with a growing clattering sound.
"Great," growled Xen. "So you stole something you don't know much about and
used it on something you don?t know anything about?"
"You make it sound so silly," said Zmall, avoiding the tall druid's gaze.
"Hardly difficult," said Epidemic, unlimbering his huge sword. The hissing had
stopped now, the only sound coming now from inside the mysterious corridor.
"Some kind of demonic portal, I imagine," said Broliant, loosening his daggers
and shifting to the balls of his feet.
"Stating the obvious," said a woman's voice, mockingly. "You haven't changed,
Professor." Broliant's eyes narrowed.
"Zhiva," he said the name almost like a curse. "Is that you?"
Above the street a shimmering figure appeared, to hover a few feet off the
ground. Zmall started an incantation, his tiny face contorted with
concentration. Xen put a hand on his shoulder.
"Don't bother," he said. "It's some kind of projection spell, she's not
really there." Zmall stopped, disappointed. Clad in purple mage's robes,
Zhiva would have been a normal looking human woman, if not for the wild shock
of brown hair that surrounded a face set in an unattractive sneer.
"I see you've visited the new barber's shop," said Broliant, mildly.
"You're just jealous!" Zhiva purred. "But down to business. I knew you'd turn
up eventually; looking for your little lost guildies, are we?"
"Where are Sabi and Indil?" asked Xen, taking a step forward. "If you've hurt
them?"
"Then what?" sneered Zhiva, floating a little closer. "You'll frown me to
death?" Broliant moved closer to the apparition, trying to ignore the growing
clamour from the tunnel.
"Zhiva, you were one of us once."
"A long time ago."
"Perhaps," Broliant said firmly. "But if you know anything about Sabi and
Indil's whereabouts, I urge you to tell us." Zhiva smirked.
"Naughty, naughty, Professor B," she chided. "You know the rules."
"Rules?" squeaked Zmall.
"Want shinies? Then down the boss!" Zhiva motioned to the tunnel. "Enjoy!" She
burst into laughter and disappeared. Broliant sighed and turned to the others.
"We're about to have company and I imagine they don't want autographs." The rogue
glanced up and down the street. "No Dalaran Nightwatch yet," he murmured. "Epi,
you take point, Xen, keep him up. Zmall and I will do what we do best." He paused,
looking at each of them in turn. "I just hope we can hold them off long enough."
Xen nodded and, as Broliant faded from view, began to shimmer. His skin hardened,
becoming bark-like, leafy branches sprouted from his head and, seconds later, he
stood in his tree form.
"We could just... leave," said Zmall to no one in particular.
"And give up on our quest to find Sabi and Indil?" said Xen, his voice a rough
whisper.
"Not to mention miss a huge, bloody and potentially hopeless fight!" said Epidemic,
straightening his helm. The massive death knight moved to take up a position
between the fleshy slabs of gate. He stretched his neck, raised his sword and
loosed a defiant roar as, from the mouth of the demonic corridor, hell erupted.
TO BE CONCLUDED!
Report posted by: Álith.
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First Kill of Blood Queen Lana'thel (25N)!
Thursday 29th April, 2010.
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"Thou shall not fall." Those were the words ringing in our
ears as we began the evening's raid after spending an afternoon
remembering that vampire movies used to be great, you know, before
Twilight and the new age of the 'man-love' vampire had dawned.
Thus, we sought to take our cues from the likes of the
great vampires of old; the snarl of Snipes, the menace
of Sutherland. Of course, there are great vampires about
today to inspire our thoughts: the utterly terrifying
Lina Leandersson was brilliantly scary whilst being
every bullied 8yr-old kid's fantasy 'girl next door' in "Låt den
rätte komma in." (aka: "Let the right one in.") In the
midst of such company, the one they call 'R-Pat' is
about as scary as Postman Pat and trust us, "that ain't
scary!"
And so began our Thursday evening raid with a plan to
take down Blood Queen Lana'thel. We'd come close
the night before and it seemed within our grasp. We
made a handful of attempts and then our primary raid-leader
disappeared. I mean, he was right there one minute and
suddenly, completely mid-sentence, he vanished before
our very eyes. The raid freaked. We ran from that room
like our very lives depended upon it. (Right after the
tea break of course. We're still civilised raiders and
nothing interrupts our regularly scheduled tea-breaks.
We know our "Asterix in Britain" after all!)
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While dealing with our loss, Xén stepped in to assert
a sense of calm and led us before Valithria Dreamwalker,
further helping the team to regain its discipline by engineering
the death of one of our two 'portal' healers. Everything
rested on the shoulders of the princess. Could he (she?)
pull us through all by himself? We murdered Blazing things
and Suppressing other-things and ultimately it all became
academic. Lung-breaking exercise for sure but more than
rewarding enough for some!
Composure regained, everyone laughed when our primary
raid leader reappeared just as suddenly as he had disappeared.
No explanation was given and none was asked. Sometimes,
when the secret love of 'R-Pat' hides within denying
hearts, it's best not to enquire too deeply about the
odd temporary disappearance. Well, that's what Indil told
us anyway!
Back we went before the Blood Queen and quickly we
resumed our efforts. We worked to master 'phase 2'
for a while to ensure we kept people alive and avoided
losing precious 'bites' from the team. Gradually, we
succeeded in that effort.
We often had to chastise the slow-to-react, most
commonly just after the heroism call when blood rushes
to those places thoughts find harder to reach and no
amount of shouting on vent can tear a rampant DPSer
off the boss to stand closer to the other two kiddies
whose brains have been 'red-linked' to his or her
own. It's like "WTF, noob, MOVE!"
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Soon enough, we were surviving the cycle of phases
and reaching enrage with ever smaller amounts of
the Blood Queen's health left to remove. Machinations
arose, wondering how to get the biggest DPSers bitten
first, to maximise their "pure pwny" punching power.
It was a problem easily solved.
With every duck now carefully aligned, we pressed
ahead. All too quickly the final dance was upon
us, the only thing between success and complete loss
of mind being a combination of determined DPS and
healing. Thankfully the tanks refrained from unnecessary
kiting!
Mere seconds before disaster could arrive, the Blood
Queen was successfully vanquished (that last word we
use simply to allow ourselves a smile as we imagine a
certain warlock reading this story aloud to himself!)
and the girls and boys, they got some toys.
Having originally beaten the 10-man version of this
encounter using our ZAT approach, it had ultimately
only taken a further couple of evenings to perfect
our execution for the 25-man fight, demonstrating
nicely that the fun ZAT adds to our raids does not
unduly impede our momentum.
'Sexy Sindy' is up next on the calendar of bosses
between us and a shot at the King. Now, what movies
can we watch for inspiration I wonder... Answers on
a postcard to the usual address if you have any good
ideas!
Report posted by: The Lost Boys (And Girls!)
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First Kill of The Lich King (10N)!
Tuesday 27th April, 2010.
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The Lich King has been defeated! It's a true story of how
an elite special forces raid team went 'From Zero to Kingslayers'
in just one evening! Do you want to know more?
According to my sources deep within the paddywagon council,
Converge despatched a team of 10 scary individuals into
the Citadel to stand in front of the Lich King and taunt
him mercilessly.
Three members of that team were tasked with healing
responsibilities but soon it became clear from the
way that Rosi and Van were playing "spot the dead possum"
that Jellie was just going to do all the healing by
himself. He girded his loins apparently. (And that's why
he's walking so funny today by the way!)
Even with this 'malarking' they beat previous records
to reduce the fractious party pooper to a mere 19% of
his health. Time for coffee said the raid leader and
runners were sent out for refreshments.
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A little back-peddaling followed the break, probably due
to nerves, over-eagerness and the subsequent effect of
having drunk 27 double espressos earlier in the day. Take
another break said the RL and again they paused.
First go back and suddenly the team are all
"Boom Goes the Dynamite!"
and down goes the Lich King like a big sack of spuds. Mind,
at first the team thought that... but no, I can't reveal
more details here without spoiling the very cool event
that occurs here for those that have yet to see it. We're
all about the "coolness of the surprise" so it's best
to just believe us, it's way cool!
Remember too, Converge's raiders have progressed through
Icecrown Citadel using our very special
Zero Advance Tactics
method which simply makes this achievement all the
more satisfying. Our observations, our tactics, our
execution. One Hundred Percent all Converge!
And when it comes to saying well done, one can hardly find
better words than those provided by our very own Master
Raid Leader who put it perfectly:
A word of thanks from Epidemíc:
Just a quick thank you to all the people who put in the hard work on Arthas.
It has been a very hard encounter. Made even harder when having to discover
our own tactics and learn the mechanics and the encounter.
Also a tip of the hat to all the people who had to sit out on those nights.
It's an unforgiving encounter requiring exceptional player outputs. I understand
it can be frustrating to have sat out, so i'd like to take a quick moment to
acknowledge their personal sacrifices for the good of the guild as a whole and
its progress and standing at the cost to their own personal enjoyment.
It now unlocks 10 man Hard Modes to the guild, along with better loot upgrades
and prestige to the guild.
So again well done to all that were involved, in the raids or those that sat
outside the raids waiting for a chance to help out.
We killed the freekin Lich king Baby!, Roll on 25 man!
(Epidemíc, Forums Post: Tue Apr 27, 2010 11:23 pm)
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Disclaimer: Special buffs used for this kill.
This kill was achieved using the "Strength of Wrynn" buff,
a buff that exists to reduce the challenge of the Icecrown
Citadel encounters over time by increasing the potency of
players within the Icecrown Citadel zone.
Upon its introduction, the buff increased various stats
by 5% and this was increased more recently to 10%. It is
expected to be increased again later this week to 15% and
potentially to 20% sometime after that.
Converge retains the ambition to achieve a "pure kill" of
the Lich King with the buff disabled (this is more tricky
to arrange because it cannot simply be "right clicked" to
remove) and will report back when and if such an achievement
is made. The 'SoW' buff exists to enable a greater number
of players to experience the thrill of killing
the Lich King which we can now report with authority is
an experience very much worth pursuing.
Details of the 'SoW' buff properties used during this kill:
Strength of Wrynn
Health increased by 10%.
Healing and absorption effects increased by 10%.
Damage dealt increased by 10%.
Report posted by: The "Good News" Guy.
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First Kill of Professor Putricide (25N)!
Sunday 11th April, 2010.
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"Good News Everybody!"
Professor Putricide is dead. Last Thursday our 25-man team
spent the major portion of the evening learning and practicing
the fight, combining the knowledge we'd gained in the 10-man
proxy version of the encounter with our observations of where
the 25-man version differed.
With those concepts relatively sorted, we made good progress
and ended that evening having been able to get the Professor
into his final phase several times.
Our Sunday evening raid picked up immediately where the
Thursday raid left off. A couple of attempts were needed to
bed-in a couple of new faces who'd not been present last
week and then the HP started dropping.
At the 2-hour mark, a reported 1% wipe came just before
our standard bio-break - the much appreciated pause in
an evening's proceedings where the RL gives a few moments
of reprieve for the team to grab some refreshment, answer a
call of nature or perhaps even to attempt to remind a loved
one that we still care with an affectionate splash of
attention... before we return renewed for the remainder
of the raid.
The break also saw the arrival of "The Princess", a rare
and near-legendary creature whose dependence on pomp and
ceremony is oft-mocked in good spirits. As one might
imagine, adjustments must be made to your raid team if
you plan to accomodate a real living breathing princess.
Thus spake Epidemíc when he gently informed the
birch-slapping specialist of tree-melee known to all by
his nom-de-plume, "The Hoover," that his healing services
were now 'excess to requirements.' Whilst all made a
fuss over the Princess in the hope of gaining favour, one
sad lonely tree shuffled slowly towards the exit.
The slight gloom was immediately punctured though with
the arrival of a green-horn rogue, conveniently able to
jump into the raid and fill the moribund druid's place.
As a matter of fact, the appearance further fuelled rumours
being kindled of late by a belief that these two characters
have never been seen in the same place, at the same time
together and therefore, maybe, just maybe, the mild mannered
rogue-by-day could actually be a secret alter-ego of
"The Hoover". But then again, last week they all thought
the same rogue was maybe, just maybe, "The Morris Dancer."
Probably, he just has "one of those faces."
Masters Seiyru and Thorgarn shared the bulk of the
responsibility for taking the professor by the hand and
leading him around the room in their own brand of all-male
"just don't ask" seduction routines. Epi planned to join
them in phase three but needed a stiff drink first to
settle his nerves. Luckily, his needs were met as large
quantities of Appletini would periodically pour onto
the laboratory floor. Epi was not too proud to get
down and personal with a straw, thirstily finishing
every last drop.
In the meantime, Finny found fame for a while by listening
to his favourite Apache Indian track "Jump Around" which,
whilst somewhat catchy and toe-tapping, does tend to result
in premature death quite a lot. New warlock Acesouthall seemed
to be feeling the beat as well. Possibly he might have
survived though if only his Candy Mountain would have
dispensed bigger sweeties...
Banasea and Slynaocrown had been trading tips on the very
best way to run and gun. Both raced to the top of the charts
to show that hunters could DPS if you stopped teasing them.
Sal found a stash of lens-cleaning cloths for his spectacles
and the improved vision meant he managed to hit the boss
with nearly double the number of fireballs as usual. If he
only had 20:20 vision, one wonders how far ahead in the
meters he might pull?
Humpti went all 'combat', most likely due to a growing
fear of Xen after having been party to the "bleed effect
nagging campaign" of 2010. Thankfully, any discord being
sewn among the team members is being countered however by the
extra-family feeling that the "Papa Party" has brought to
the guild. With the party now comprising in excess of one
thousand main and alt characters, Converge is slowly
being overtaken and may soon have to be rebranded as
the "Papa-Han-Scarf Raiders," or something.
As you've no doubt guessed, because we already told you
this once, the Professor died shortly after the break
demonstrating that a well marshalled raid team works
best with a hot drink, an empty bladder and the memory
of a recent warm embrace firmly in mind. You'd do well
to heed the lesson if you came here to learn our most
secret tips and tricks.
To our many fans, we'd like to thank you all for your
fervent support as you cheered us on through the learning
of this fight. Your encouragement kept us on the path to
last night's glory. If you're not up to much tonight, we'll
probably be raiding again you know...
Report posted by: The "Good News" Guy.
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