We’ve been waiting for this one a long time. Our last major boss kill was nearly two months ago. We’ve gone through change, and strengthened our ranks. Incredibly. Week by week we’ve been farming Karazhan, gearing our crew up for this. Some weeks have shown more and some have shown less, but each hints progress. It was all put to the test this evening.
Many of our members are east coasters and they extended their days way past what is normal for them. We spent about an hour on our first set of attempts, a warm up if you will. Our best shot and a record up to that point was Gruul to 9%.
We repeated that same effort on the 3rd to last try. Something was not right. Something was not working. We were making some progress but following the same theme of tragic defeat. Our officers knew something was wrong but couldn’t pin it. Then one of our new members suggested a very different healer strat. We employed it. That’s the way we do things.
Even though we made our last attempt with 24/25 legionnaires and a bit short on dps, we plunged ahead, because we knew we were close.
With respawns imminent on our last attempt, we got him. At growth #11 everyone was still alive. At about 8% health nearly three quarters of us were still up and dps’ing. I didn’t want to say anything and jinx it. Had to concentrate. Had to avoid the cave ins. Had to keep the tank up.
And that was just me, one of many healers. The tank kept on blocking, the hateful strike bear kept at #2. The rogues kept their sharp blades gouging. The shadow priests kept their victim flayed. The locks used their dark powers to afflict Gruul with terrible energies. The hunters emptied their quivers. The intervene tanks took the hits when everyone else was silenced. Our moonkin and shammy beamed and totem’d Gruul into yesterday. And our mage, our mage lit his ass on fire.
These are the Legionnaires who overcame Gruul:
These are the steadfast folk of Steel Legion. These are the folk who refused to give in, who refused to yield to common wisdom. We persevere. We are the ones that will be here in the months to come, as we face new challenges, new terrors. And the professor plums of the day will be ours. Only to fuel our next effort.
We are the hotness.