Your Best WoW Memory - Goodbye Old World

Some of us have been on this game for a few months, a few years.. And some from the very start. We've seen expansions take us far from our starting zones but we always had one solid leveling process that would be called 'Vanilla'. Now Vanilla has melted and it's going the way of the dodo.. But even if you've been here one week or six years, what are some of your most memorable memories of classic wow or it's leveling process.

Mine would -have- to be my first character and my first death. I rolled a Night Elf Druid, jumped off the tree in Aldrassil thinking falling didn't hurt. I wandered for an hour wondering why the world had changed colour and I was a glowing ball!

To be honest... Has to be the first time I saw the world with a graphic card that could actually handle it.
First installed WoW with my very old nVidia Titanium 3 Ti200. Let us say that graphics were... less than smooth. They worked for getting to level 6 with, but then I managed to get my way into the undercity. To say the least I did not get out. (I did manage my way all the way to the Rogue Trainer).
Sadly I don't have any screenshots of it, but it was blocky and... if I remember correcly huge blotches of orange colour all around. Basicly, shit did not work!

So, I went out and bought a graphic card that was a bit knewer (something that was say, three months off the market... so not really new mind you).
And Wow I'll tell you. Did the graphics look good. Spent half an hour to an hour walking around Undercity just marveling at how good it suddenly looked when I could see it.

Second best has to be the first time I set my foot into Ashenvale.

Killing High King Maulgar with The Twilight Guard and getting the black Bloodfang hat.

What? I have simple tastes.

Doing my warlock succubus-quest on Melnerag...

figuring out where Ratchet is, how to get there, asking around, running through Stranglethorn and dying....taking the ship to Ratchet (my first Kalimdor-experience!)...getting lost in the barrens...making my way across Ashenvale, finding that silly sub-zone at the far end of the zone and completing the quest!

That actually felt like the -most epic quest I've ever done- since everything was so new and all

My first ever wpvp battle was pretty damn awesome. For many, it was just another Tarren Mill battle, but for me it was... amazing. Rohwyn was with the newly formed First Company of Lordaeron under Aegnian's command. I didn't know almost anyone back then, but Roh was right there in the middle of everything, both the pvp and the IC stuff - Arador dying from an arrow that was meant for Saihna while Roh was kneeling there beside him being a useless medic, and... it was just brilliant for a new scrub like myself at the time.

When my Rogue was but a level forty something, I had this habit of going to Elwynn Forest, as a Horde, for little reason other than because I could.

One time, I got sick of running the moment I was chased and instead, ducked in one of the rivers around. As the warlock came looking, I ambushed it.

The rush of seeing a ?? level enemy die like that is pretty amazing the first time.

Aniane/Vale wrote:My first ever wpvp battle was pretty damn awesome. For many, it was just another Tarren Mill battle, but for me it was... amazing. Rohwyn was with the newly formed First Company of Lordaeron under Aegnian's command. I didn't know almost anyone back then, but Roh was right there in the middle of everything, both the pvp and the IC stuff - Arador dying from an arrow that was meant for Saihna while Roh was kneeling there beside him being a useless medic, and... it was just brilliant for a new scrub like myself at the time.

Ohh yeah! That was probably the saddest moment of all for me and my character. Having both the man that had taken care of her as a daughter, and her husband die at the same day! Clearly one of my 'best' (or saddest!) memories!

I remember getting camped by the Harpies in the north western part of Teldrassil, near the Oracle Glade, on a Nelf Rogue I made on a friends account...I also remember finding the enchanting trainer there and learning it, without a clue about what to do...

Although I doubt that bit of the zone will change with the Shattering. >.<

Killing kodos for leather on my first tauren shaman.
It was just simple and complete fun and the first really memorable moment i had in the game. Sizing up a herd since i was sure that if i attacked one they would all flock me then charging in frantically hitting everything and almost dying.

And then the sweet leathery reward made it all worth it.

That epic feeling when I started my first character in WoW, was a dwarf hunter.

Doing the starter quests in Dun Morogh and just that feeling of total epicness where everything was new.

When I was just walking down the road to Lakeshire with my lvl 25-something first character ever "TaarWoodfist", dwarven hunter.

And there on the road I had my first roleplay experience, a night elf named "Fenuviel" waved at me. We started talking, started doing these grandious quests toghter like heroes. Shared some ale at a camp fire. Became best friends, a dwarf and a elf.

A long, long time after that I talked to Fenuviel, who against all odds(I thought) rememberd me very well, getting all happy about me saying hi, and also mentioning something about Fenuviel never turning evil if Taar wouldent just have vanished.

Nothing really compared to a lot of other events and such, but it was my first experience I suppose.

Hah! In similar vein, Gogol, I remember questing IC with you for quite some levels - through Loch Modan and all that certainly - after I was trying to solo Hogger on my paladin and dying (I know, what a complete scrub I was) and you came along on Siq and we started RPing. Good times.

As soon as I made my first night elf druid.. another druid came to me inviting to go on an adventure to Stormwind. I was level 4 when we finally got there xD But it was pretty nice, going from elven lands to the wetlands, dun morogh and then stormwind on that amazing underground train!
every bit of that adventure was like fighting for my elf's life, in escaping those damn crocolisks in wetlands x)

Charging Duskwood's Starving Dire Wolves with a single-digit character since they looked a lot like Northshire's level 1 wolves, thinking I could take them despite the menacing skull level.

Good times...

The grind to become exalted with Undercity as a Blood Elf before level 40 to get the skeletal horse also stands out in my memory - more frustrating times.

My best memory from World of Warcraft has to be one of three. One of them was that which I was stuck in a WPvP battle at Grom'Gol and the SGE saved my ass. It was epic, I was but a level 50 something. Can't even recall what I was doing at the time. Then the Gurubashi came along and saved me from dying to the Alliance. I figured, heck! And charged in as well. Gurdunna then told me "You fight like one of us." And well... I made up my mind.

Then, in Arathi, Hammerfall to be precise. Shro'gan met a Troll warrior called Zig'Tuul and the two fought. Both of us level 30s. Shro'gan won and the two became best friends. Weeks later, Shro lent Zig'tuul gold to help him pay for the training to tame his first raptor too. Those were beautiful days, which I recall fondly

And lastly, a stunning memory was of the peace which I still feel when walking through deserts such as Silithus and especially Tanaris. The vast immensity which felt at first well... was amazing. I even considered moving Shro there permanently, tried so for a while actually. Had too little RP however and came back, checking out the Jungles which leads me back to the first memory!

Exaythe wrote:Doing my warlock succubus-quest on Melnerag...

figuring out where Ratchet is, how to get there, asking around, running through Stranglethorn and dying....taking the ship to Ratchet (my first Kalimdor-experience!)...getting lost in the barrens...making my way across Ashenvale, finding that silly sub-zone at the far end of the zone and completing the quest!

That actually felt like the -most epic quest I've ever done- since everything was so new and all

I will echo this. My very first character was a warlock, and the succubus quest was my very first time really going far away from the human starting area. That feeling of terror as you run across hostile territory for the first time. Running across Horde territory as Alliance is always terrifying to me, with the aggressive music and spiky Horde buildings, and that first time... I was constantly looking over my back.

That quest just made me marvel. All the new zones you explore (Barrens, Ashenvale), trying to find the quest dude's camp across the whole of the Barrens, just the whole risky exploration. It was great.

Not to mention the fact that, after that quest, I used my succubus continually for leveling (not Voidwalker, since Succ grinding was faster for me). I really liked that succubus. So much so, that when Draenei came out, I based my new Draenei character off of her, in terms of appearance... and name. Because that succubus' random generated name was Drustai.

I used to play a warrior in one of the top10 raiding guilds on Dragonmaw alliance back in the days, before that realm died. One of the rather good horde guilds on the server (called Bravehearts) had sort of a rivalry with our guild. Racing to progress faster, in every way that "race" could possibly be meant. This means MASSIVE battles in the tunnel outside UBRS / BWL entrance, outside Onyxia's lair, and at the Ahn'Qiraj meeting stone. Their guild would steadily progress at the same rate as mine, and our raid days/times were the same as ours, so we bumped into each other at 9 out of every 10 raids we did. It was basically considered "bad luck" by us to initiate a raid without battling the Bravehearts outside the instance we'd be entering.

These guys, Bravehearts, Dragonmaw horde, they are one of my best memories of WoW.

One of my first WoW memories ever was being escorted into the Twilight Grove in Duskwood as a lowbie, and jaw-dropping at the sight of a gigantic ghostly, green, "nightmare" dragon. Especially so after being told to "be careful and keep out of range" ... You bet I wasn't going to go too close!

I think at that point, I understood what the tree letters stood for aside from being the game's initials :p

That's one sight you don't forget.

One of my first nights ingame was also related to a huge RP friends were having, Guild RP. I had followed the stories posted on the official forums and the like. Merely knowing something big was happening not too far out of direct sight was thrilling to me, and my friends kept me aware of things on a regular basis OOCly so I wouldn't be too left out, since I was a blue rp wise yet in this world and was not known to them ICly (henceforth couldn't participate actively).

Just being able to know how the events unfolded made me super happy ^^
I always enjoyed a good story.

Another memory, is my first trip, alone, in Azshara. Another "wow" moment...It is such a damn beautiful scenery. It was one of my 'escape' spots. Gave me about as much serenity just riding through there than I'd have gotten going out into a real forest in autumn.

I -really- love Azshara...I am sad to see it being pretty much destroyed by the goblins, but what can you do, the world changes, and it doesn't always include changes you'll like.

My first day on my first ever toon when I tried to speak in /say but didn't know how. And some guy next to me was calling me a noob all this time for not talking to him.

Most memorable however was when me and Burn shared accounts in vanilla, where he'd play my warlock and I would play his rogue was on awesome levels... Until I got hacked his account followed.

Going around the world at night seeing the differant locations and also meeting the people I call friends <3

my first AV win when i was 51 trying to get icebarbed spear...

I played the battle for 3 hours... then went to bed, andwhen i woke up on saturday morning, logging back into AV to try again, I figure out it is the exact same one i left the night before, and after we were finally done beating the horde at the DB bridge we rushed to drekthar and won...

My best memories are of the very first guild I was in, The Onyx Ascendancy on Argent Dawn.
Oh, the times we had, but the sunday guildmeets on Fray Island stands out. They'd usually start off with a certain tauren warstomping everyone to silence and could involve everything from impromptu brain surgery to assassination attempts to a certain shaman droning on for -hours- on the wonders of peacebloom poultices.
But most of all, I remember the GM's bat pet (the true GM, some conspired) going *flapflapflap* during it all.

AV (Farming TUF without a single win, just as we got to revered we fight the BlackHands wielding their shiny new TUFs, alongside no other gear, still managing to roll us over though. :/)

And... the RP I had in Winterspring. Those are the things I'll miss the most. Probably also the Ashenvale and Hillsbrad pvp battles.

Coren & Arathoran's Adventures speaks for itself. ^^ World of warcraft itself have been an amazing trip. ^^ Interaction with speaking cows, speaking with spacegoats, visiting the Dwarven Kingdom of Khaz Modan, defeating Illidan in Black Temple, obtaining Sulfuras the Hand of Ragnaros and just loling around. World of warcraft have been great for time consuming. ^^

When I rolled Jayse on day one. I was still in awe with goosebumps from the cinematic and then it all kicked in. Levelling through goldshire until I got a quest to goto Stormwind.

Walked through the gates and the most epic music kicked in I just stopped unable to do anything but gawp at the screen. That was it, I was branded Alliance for the next 5-6 years and i've never looked back.