So, I was playing WoW (that would be World of Warcraft, for those of you not paying attention) with the wife (that would be sreynolds, for those of you still not paying attention) yesterday. I just hit level 70 recently, and was thoroughly enjoying my new flying mount (that is slower than my land mount, go figure). sreynolds logs in and I rush to give her a hand. As we’re committing genocide throughout Zangarmarsh, we notice the Alliance are attempting to take control of the two towers from the Horde. We see that one tower is already taken, but the second is still up for grabs, so we flag PvP, head for the west tower, and the takeover countdown timer begins.
Now, sreynolds and I have virtually no experience at all with PvP, but we figure, we can do it, right? And I also figured, I’m level 70, so if a 70 shows up, we’ll be evenly matched, right? Wrong on both counts. Only one Hordie showed up, a tauren hunter. No big deal, I thought, I’m a hunter too. First thing I noticed though, was his mount; a Netherdrake. Not armored, but a Netherdrake nonetheless. Hordie lands near the base of the stairs leading up to our tower, and I get my first good look at his gear; Glowing shoulders, fearsome helm, various other crazy-looking gear. This was going to be bad. Soon as the Hordie flags PvP, I slap a Hunter’s Mark on him, send in my cat, he sends in his cat, I drop a Freezing Trap, and as I’m reaching -again, as I’m reaching!- for Bestial Wrath, the Hordie fears me. Wait, what? Yes, I said he fears me. Now, I’m not a WoW expert by a long shot, and at that moment, I had no knowledge of a hunter class ability that can fear a target, but even still, my very limited PvP experience told me to hit Bestial Wrath just in case a fear effect was coming. Damn the bad luck timing.
How did he fear me in the first place? Maybe some nice PvP gear he had? That’d be my guess. Besides the fact that I wasn’t expecting a fear to come my way, at most, I figured it would hit the cat instead, so I was doubly-shocked.
Anyhow, I’m feared, my cat’s tearing into the Hordie, the Hordie’s cat is tearing into me (though nowhere near as well as mine is into him) and the Hordie fires two shots, the first after a long delay (Aimed Shot, would be my guess), and sreynolds’s priest drops. Dead. Very dead. Yes, so very dead, she even died from it (inside humor, otherwise that comment was just stupid, so my apologies in advance). Four or five shots from the Hordie and I’m dead. Now, how long did that take to unfold, you ask? Maybe 10 seconds, and that’s a very big maybe.
So, long story short, we suck at PvP. Absolutely, unequivocally, inarguably, undeniably, suck at PvP.