Monday, October 13, 2008

Altdorf did not fall OMG

The big news around the interwebs is that Altdorf has fallen on the Volkmar server. The sky is falling, the game is over, OMG. Even Tobold has succumbed to the hysteria.

Except it didn't happen. Destruction forces on Averheim simply GOT INTO Altdorf. They got in early in the morning when few Order were on, spent a few hours ripping shit, and then got repelled by the people who had logged on in the meantime. They didn't make it to the Emperor, much less kill him.

But the story you can piece together from various forum posts, if you don't actually read the whole thread? Oh, that's much worse. To hear these people tell it, 500 Destruction logged on at 5 AM when literally zero Order were around, ninja'd every T4 zone and the fortress, snuck into Altdorf like thieves, and capped the city completely at 7 AM.

If people are going to whine this much every time a city goes contested, they're going to be whining a lot. I suppose that's to be expected. But we need to establish some sort of reasonable lexicon here. When people say "Altdorf was taken", I need to know what they mean. Did they mean it went contested? Or that they achieved some minimum level of success in the Capital PQs and scenarios? Or that the King fell? If I don't know what we mean by these statements then they just become sensationalist blogger posts.

Ever forget? Happened to me.

So, I totally forgot I had this blog. Maybe I'll start posting again. For now, quick recap and old news.

Previously, most of my posts had been about how I was waiting to get into Warhammer Online. We'll, obviously, it's out, and I'm playing. I'm playing with The Six Mouths, a Penny-Arcade affilated guild. We're on the Ulthuan server, playing Destruction.

I'm playing a sorceress, and really enjoying it. It's balls-to-the-wall ranged DPS, very little in the way of survivability or crowd control. Large clouds of large numbers popping up over the heads of my enemies is a hell of a feeling.

I also have a Chosen alt. It's a nice change of pace from the sorc. It's like spending a lot of time on a tiny fast street bike, and then driving around in a military-surplus Humvee in your spare time.