Showing posts with label navel gazing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label navel gazing. Show all posts

Monday, 16 September 2019

So it begins (again)

WoW Classic has got me!

The adverts tempted me to have a go and I'm really enjoying it so far. Unfortunately I wasn't sold enough to pre-reserve any character names, so my Forsaken warrior is now called Oswyn.


I'm not really sure what my favourite bits are but -
  • I love the ambient music in the Barrens
  • Although I've levelled I'm not sure how many characters through Kalimdor I'm enjoying the sense of "going out into the unknown". Though a slight shadow of the first time around, that first cross of the bridge into the Barrens was exciting, and with new-Grulnak I did the run into Ashenvale to pick up the Splintertree flight point at far too low a level, keeping a careful eye out for red-level mobs
  • Although some people of course are level 60 already it's still an occasion when you see someone on a mount (i.e. level 40!), and generally people are levelling in a helpful spirit such as grouping for shared credit when Kreenig (briefly) spawns
  • Levelling weapon skills are weirdly enjoyable, as you know it's something the modern game has lost
Initially I made a new Grulnak before re-thinking with the help of a re-read of the posts on this blog. Given my alt-itis it seemed daft to have two versions of the same character, especially since shamans weren't especially viable main healers back in the day. Since I used to (mostly) enjoy tanking, and often undead to me feel more "right" dungeoneering than do orcs, I'm planning - at the moment - to replay Shank, with somewhat more foresight of the end game experience this time.

Having levelled through Durotar again I thought I'd do a fly-through of the modern version with level 98 Grulnak. It was interesting to see things like the new developments on the Echo Isles, but I was surprised and bizarrely offended that the harpies and quillboars around Razor Hill are now around level 20!