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My Guild is Dead, Long Live My Guild!

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I am sad, for today I quit my guild. However, my guild had quit on me first.

Way back when I was a young thing seeking some machine parts on a trogg-infested island, I had met up with some excellent people, and had a great time hanging out with them on many occasions, as we moved from zone to zone and did our first instance together in the Deadmines. Due to varying schedules and such, I gradually began to outlevel them, and while we still talked, we didn't adventure together much.

In the wetlands, while running towards some forgotten objective, I came across four burly guys from a single guild in the process of dying to Balgaras the Foul, whom I needed to kill as well. After they were done returning to life, I asked if they would like some help, and they were most grateful and friendly. The five of us handily dispatched the dark iron sorceror, and ran off to complete another quest we had in the area. While running, they sent me a guild invite out of the blue, and I impulsively accepted. Had they asked me first, I would probably have turned them down.

I'm glad I didn't. Soulforge, as they called themselves, turned out to be a lot of fun. Most of them knew each other in real life, but I managed to fit in and surf on their sea of inside jokes and frequent use of their actual names. We demolished many an instance, they helped me out with lots of warlock quests that did nothing for them, and they became good friends of mine.

Along the way, I began to experiment with other characters, and started leveling up a priest as well. Meanwhile, my old friends from before Soulforge got together and formed themselves a new guild called Chrysalis, and I moved my priest over there to better keep in touch with two groups of friends.

As time went on, the folks from Soulforge were on less and less, especially the ones I considered my close friends. After several weeks of an empty guild chat, I finally took the plunge yesterday and Neni jumped ship to my original friends, who are on a lot more.

It's a bittersweet moment for me. In a way it feels like I'm giving up on some of my friends, even though I can still message them and party with them when they're around. I'm also losing out on the distinct group culture found in Soulforge as opposed to Chrysalis, but I haven't seen that in a long time. There haven't been enough people on to joke and chat and be silly. While being the last survivor of a dying breed is quite appropriate for a hard-bitten gnomish warlock like myself, it's also lonely, and I don't want to be lonely. I'm happy that I'll get to spend more time with my friends who are there, and I'm relieved that I finally stopped wanting to do it but not quite achieving the acceptance that an era is over, but I'm still a little sad.

Maybe I should go look up my other friends that hang out in inns a lot and down a pint or two (which should be enough to put little old me under the table)…

Neni, i love your site.

Neni, Neni you will never guess what I saw. Well thats unimportant, I figured I would message you here(cause Melkiel sent me this link), hows it going, your not dead. anywya thats good to hear, I should play wow again so I can send you dirty fish filled mail but well I havnt got around to it yet, just wait though.

Anyway Balar outy!