Last night I accepted the invitation to join Stay Frosty. It's not like they pursued me all over Duskwood trying to get me to notice their advances. I applied.
My son has wanted me to apply to Stay Frosty for nearly 2 months, ever since Anathema ran into problems filling raids. I couldn't do it.
How could I leave the people I shared the better part of a year with just because the road was rocky? This is the guild that took me out of my Auction House greens and quest blues, and got me as close to T6 as progression allowed (T5 and badge gear). They took me from a guild where I saw twice to full 25 man raids, and improved my play style by giving me tasks that would wipe the raid if I messed up.
How do you walk away from that? With a heavy heart, that's how.
All of the guys in Stay Frosty complimented my application, and were welcoming when I joined. I was gracious, of course. Don't get me wrong! That was mega-cool! I was just a bit depresses over typing "/gquit" moments before.
I ran a Heroic Slave Pens instance with some new guildies a few minutes after I joined. It went flawlessly. The party all commented on how it was the smoothest run ever. I'm not taking credit for the smoothness, of course; but I can tell you I made no errors. How could I? I had Dinah, Uncas, and the whole crew that raised me to this level was sitting on my shoulder pressuring me to live up to the name Anathema...to prove I was worthy of the title though it was now gone. They would have been proud.
So ends an era and begins another. Fairwell to the guild I loved so much for so long, and welcome to the guild that has yet to know me. I will endear myself to Stay Frosty like I did with Anathema, and I'm sure they will return the favor.
I need to go kill some monsters to get over this emo shit!
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