I knew we were close, but I didn’t know we were this close. Soulbound was formed on April 26 and on May 19 we killed the Lich King, after only 4 nights of attempts as a guild.

I wasn’t really in a raiding mood at the start of the evening, due to a deadline for part-time job, and I was trying to squeeze in a bit of work on every raid break or buffing session. Not focused tree wasn’t focused. On the bright side, the team was doing well: we had enough sign-ups, our poor paladin (who’s been Kingslayer for 2 months and I’m sure is sick of the fight) agreed to heal again, we had the right balance of classes… so we went in, tried, died, tried, watched the tank plummet down with the edge, healers flying, DK getting disconnected in a Defile, tried some more and then we hit 20%… 15%… 11% OMG guys gogogo… 10% and panicked priest who didn’t know what happens there.

Vent pretty much exploded with “OMGOMG we did it!”, “DON’T RELEASE!!!”, “I can’t believe this happened”, “Fuck, I’m disconnecti-oh no, it’s the cinematics” and “Meh, crap loot”. It took us 5 minutes to get the perfect pose for the kill shot, turned on the special effects and tada! Soulbound 1 – Lich King 0.

Lich King eats floor

It feels very great to be Kingslayers*. We know we have a good team, we work very well together, there’s no drama, name calling or yelling on Vent… and I’m starting to relax now because we delivered what we promised to the recruits. The funny thing is… that last try felt easy. There was a bit of panic when I started to run oom, but it wasn’t the most frantic kill I’ve done by far. Everything just seemed to come together nicely – even though my mental conversation with myself was along the lines of “dontdienowdontdienow fuck spirit c’mon rejuv tick faster AAAA innervate 10 more seconds fuckfuck i hope the other healers have more mana shit what if i get teleported and fuck up omg i wonder what percent we’re on, don’t have time to look OMGYAY!!!!”. It was intense and my hands were shaking in the end, but I had the biggest grin on my face last night, it even made working late bearable.

To finish off this amazing evening… we went to get the dwarves achievement at Razorscale. Yeah, we were feeling that nice and we decided to make a few guildies happy (well, I wasn’t feeling nice but I got emotionally blackmailed). Let’s not mention this monument of boredom ever again. Or the fact that enrage wiped us when the last person only needed 1 bloody dwarf.

From now on, bring on the hard modes! We’re got a bunch of frostwyrms to get.

*It also feels great because our former guild hasn’t killed him yet. But we’re not spiteful, nope, not us. I won’t look forward to walking around Dalaran with my title and meeting a couple of idio-ex-guildies.