It was one of those nights when progress and eventually a boss kill seem distant, just like a fantasy. We were doing Archimond, the end boss in Mount Hyjal. Over and over and over again. I think we had 20 tries before we called it night. And we weren’t even close to get him.
Some of the other guys in my guild were pretty pissed off. They had spent not one night like this, but several. So I really can’t blame them. It seemed like it was the same people who kept dying first. (And in this fight, anyone dying is a huge problem, since it hurts the whole raid and tends to create a chain reaction with more people dying. So staying alive is really your first duty, doing dps is secondary.)
But for my own part I was happily smiling. I just kept focusing on what was good about the raid.
- It was my first time at this boss. I had to pinch myself understand that I was really doing this, that I had managed to replace Attuman by Archimond by one year of hard work and maybe a bit of luck. It was amazing to see him and really a fun fight.
- There were no trash mobs to deal with! We could just concentrate on doing the boss, over and over again, learning how to master it.
- The repair bills weren’t killing me. If they call a wipe and you die in the right place, the fire, your gear won’t take any damage. Thank you Blizzard!
- I did some great personal progress. Well not exactly during the fight, but in the river jumping! You see on the way from where you enter the instance to where the boss is, you ride across a little river. The water in the river silences you for 30 seconds, which is quite annoying if you want to buff up the party quick. In the beginning I kept getting in touch with this water and I thought it was impossible to avoid. Until someone told me to jump over the river in a straight angle instead of coming from the side. And from that point I managed to jump it without getting my feet wet, almost every time, if I was careful in timing the jump-off. That’s some progress, yay!
When we called it night, I was still strangely happy, even though this raid hadn’t given me or anyone else any more than a bill for repairs and consumables.
And I was even happier when it turned out that I’d passed my trial and was accepted as a guild member. It really couldn’t be much better.
Or… it could of course. We could nail Archimond. But we will. Next time. There's always this glorious, shiny "next time". That's what keeps us going.