As I
previously mentioned, TDC was a rather unstable guild. This combined with the
fact that Leffe and Caninen were in Thousand Souls, made me feel that TDC
wasn't the guild I would stay in forever. I was quite content for the time
being, having become one of the core raiders of the guild, but I knew that down
the road I wanted to raid with my friends. Unbeknownst to me, I had made myself
a reputation as being some kind of tyrannical madman in pick up groups, kicking
people left and right. While it is true that I had kicked a large number of
people from my groups, this was just the way it had always been for us. While
leveling we were usually four people, looking for a DPS class to fill the fifth
spot. We soon found out that clueless Hunters could easily be replaced, so I
developed a very low tolerance for rude, lazy, selfish and unskilled players. Typing
“HEAL FFS” would often be enough to get yourself kicked from our group. This
was the way it had always been for us.
Back then,
there were no looking for group tools or cross server dungeons, so you had to
put in some work to get a group going. As long as you had a tank and a healer,
this was usually done quickly, but if you didn’t, it could take a long time. And
people actually talked to each other in groups. If you were a nice and reliable
person, other players on the realm would invite you back. If, on
the other hand, you were unskilled and annoying, that perception would spread
as well.
On one of
those occasions, I don't even remember the specific situation since it didn't
stand out in any way, but I believe it was during one of the many attunement
runs for Karazhan, I kicked some guy that turned out to be a close friend to
the most active and influential officer of Thousand Souls. Much later, it
turned out I was in bad standing with the whole guild, and if I someday would
apply to become a member, I could just forget about it. I had treated one of
their guild members poorly, and now they all hated me. So, it seemed I was
stuck in TDC.
The race
between the guilds went on. This situation remained for months. Then one day,
my friend and now core member of Thousand Souls, Leffe, got ill and was brought
to the hospital. He had no way of informing his guild that he wouldn't be able
to make it to the raid (telling his guild he couldn't make it to the raid while
he was at the hospital was obviously the highest priority for him at the time,
and it would have been for me too). So he called me and asked me to tell
Orzolek about the situation. I have to admit I wasn't completely comfortable
with the situation, but I whispered Orzolek and told him about Leffe's
situation at the hospital. Orzolek was genuinely concerned about Leffe, and we
talked for a little while. Somehow, this turned things around completely and it
seemed to convince Orzolek that I wasn’t that bad after all. We even became
friendly, and jokingly whispered each other from time to time.
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