I do not treat my blog well which means that it is always near the brink of death. But after weeks of silence and lack of activity, Bam! Another post hits the ground, giving the blog the necessary healing it needs to stay alive. Which reminds me of my raiding days. The brave tank took the beating and kept the demons away from the far more squishy players. If he died, so did the rest. Once his health was about gone and the main healers were all out of mana, despair and frustration started to rise up. But what happened? The trustworthy hybrid switched his focus and saved the day with a fantastic heal-spam. These were the good ol´days. To bad I haven’t raided in years, but at least I have my memories. *Takes a nostalgic walk down memory-lane*
By the way. Necromancers are super fun to play.