The latest random queue dropped my level 58 pally into Gray Wolf with two half-baked speed scummers – way too weak to be trying that sort of thing. From the get go, it was pretty obvious they intended to dump all the foes on my little slowpoke which made me laugh ‘cause that’s the thing about paladins. They don’t have to clean up anyone’s mess – not when they can just drag it around with them. So I popped up some yellow, amped up the threat, and trundled on carrying all the foes they forgot right along with me – made them pick up after themselves every time I caught up. I have to say, those two were pretty dense. I don’t think it dawned on them what was happening until we reached the next level.
As expected, they’d left all the foes behind yet again, but unbeknownst to them as they approached Zayev’s gate, the pally was jogging up behind with all the trash they’d left behind.
I caught up just as they were finishing off Zayev.
Maybe if they’d hightailed it out of there right then instead of pausing to pick through the loot – maybe they would have made it. Instead, before they knew what hit them, they were neck deep in wolves and werewolves. The warlock in shiny pants, bless her heart, abandoned her pal in an escape attempt, but that mob was just too thick - the pally had already begun accreting more in the distance - and sslip doesn’t last forever.
So for the rest of the dungeon the paladin jogged peacefully along in front whistling a little tune – a Pally’s Comet if you will, with a hairy tail of yammering, howling foes behind, and poor would-be scummers drowning in the wake – bleeding green and chugging curatives all the long way.
But the best part of all was when the pally reached the drawbridge, got knocked right into the spike pit and had to jog alllll the way back up the tunnel. So not only were the speed scummers forced to fight for their lives every step of the way, but they also wound up waiting at least an extra minute for the slowpoke to catch up. And you know, they didn’t do a half bad job either – didn’t bump into a single foe on my way back. They cleaned up real good. In hindsight, it was a jerk move on my part, but in that moment it felt like a well deserved lesson.
Anyway, the random queues can be tiresome and frustrating, but most of the time I find they go pretty well, and sometimes I find the people I encounter highly entertaining. I’m hoping to hear some anecdotes from other players too – not necessarily a story even - anything really: a nice piece of loot, a high speed run, a great dungeon crawl, an enjoyable pug – or one so incredibly irritating that it’s almost funny. Anyone else have something interesting happen during your last random queue?