Last night was my first proper experience in a 25 man raid and it was utterly brutal. Fourteen times we tried to execute the difficult 5 way pull (3-4 false starts) and whilst it started looking much better after attempt number 5, there was the issue of the King destroying our main tank and then running amok, plus the warlock Olm fearing our tank and slaughtering his enslaved hounds far quicker than we expected. Kiggler the Shaman was doing nasty things to healers who were trying to get line of sight on folks dps’ing the Priest. Our mage was trying to tank 9k fireballs. It was tough. So, we all surprised ourselves on what was going to be our last attempt for the night – our first time in Gruul’s Lair, and it was amazing to see. I hope someone caught it on video. My role switched from doing dps on the Priest in the first half of the attempts to assisting MethosNZ in dual-tanking Olm whilst Bridei healed us both. This worked a lot better, and before I knew it, the dps guys were helping, and both were down. Then the melee guys went to Kiggler, and the range dps were on Krosh – they both went down together, and it was stacks-on the King. I died towards the end of Kiggler, but was able to watch the rest of it and was cheering from the sidelines, as was my mystified little sister, who happened to be staying the night. 
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This morning I woke up with a big grin on my face because we’d just done a great group thing, and I’d scored a lovely cat-form headpiece from the King, which has done glorious things to my Hit Rating. Enough of that. All day I’ve been humming and singing. Can’t wait to get in there again and see if it wasn’t a fluke.