Ever since my mage became eligible for heroic FoS, I seem to be getting it in the RDF over and over and over, and between my mage and my paladin I’ve gotten pretty good at it. So I was pretty disappointed to end up in there yesterday with the most utterly fail group I’ve ever been a part of (in any dungeon).
I zoned into the dungeon and found myself all alone just inside the portal. “Oh,” I thought, “I’ve joined an in-progress run and the rest of the group is somewhere up ahead of me.” So I checked my map to see where they were, and there were no dots. Hmm. Then everybody else started popping in through the portal, all at 1/2 HPs and mana. Ah, okay, I’m joining after a wipe.
The druid healer immediately said, “Gearing tank and healer - be patient!” Okay, no problem. I moused over the tank’s and healer’s portraits … the tank had a gearscore of 4800-something, and the healer’s GS was 4700-something
Both should have been adequate for H:FoS. (My mage’s GS is a bit over 4400, and hasn’t had any major trouble in there). OTOH, the other two DPS, a warlock and a rogue, had gearscores of something like 3800 and 3300, respectively, so I’m not sure how they even got in there - H:FoS never popped for my mage until she passed 4000 GS). But the healer’s comment should have been a warning - she was already blaming the wipe on gear, even though she and the tank were adequately geared (per GS, that is - I didn’t inspect to see what they were actually wearing. They may have been wearing completely inappropriate gear).
So anyway, we got everybody healed up and buffed, and off we went. And the first mobs we engaged were right around the corner from the entrance. That’s right, before I joined the group, they had just wiped on the first group of trash. That should have been my second clue, but I was willing to assume that perhaps the person I replaced had done something stupid like pulled extra mobs and caused the wipe. We made our way successfully through all the trash, albeit slowly, and now we were ready to face Bronjahm.
About two hours later, Bronjahm finally fell over dead, the rogue rolled Need on Papa’s Brand New bag while everybody else rolled Greed, and we moved on. We slowly but surely ground our way through more trash, and eventually we made it to that corridor that leads to the Devourer of Souls. I was a bit perplexed while fighting those two spectral mobs in the corridor, because I was repeatedly blasted with some purple spell that did huge damage - something I hadn’t seen before. After the second one finally went down, the healer said to the tank, “You should probably turn those guys away from the DPS.” “Oh, yeah. I’ll remember that next time.” :smack:
At last it was time to face the Devourer of Souls. It took a very long time, during which I kept getting hit with something (I couldn’t even see what it was) that was clobbering me for more than 11,000 damage. Meanwhile the healer was mostly completely failing to notice that I was nearly dead, and I spent a large portion of the fight simply running for my life with 200-300 HPs and no way to heal myself (had already used a potion earlier and the CD wasn’t up, and my herbalism Lifebloom heal thingy requires standing in one place, which wasn’t really feasible at the time), trying to avoid the purple ghosties and hoping the healer would eventually notice that I need some help over here. During one of these mad scrambles I ran past the warlock, who appeared to be just standing there doing absolutely nothing, but I didn’t have time to stop and ask. But eventually we whittled the boss down to something like 5%, at which point it went nuts and killed everybody.
Sigh.
We all flew back, and while flying back the warlock said, “I apologize for going afk. Urgent thing at home.” :dubious: So yeah, she really was standing there doing nothing when I ran past her. So we healed up again and rebuffed, and made our way back to the boss. Standing there considering our prospects, the healer came up with a brilliant plan. “Hey,” she said to the pally tank, “Why don’t I tank and you heal? My GS is 5300 in my tank gear.” Paladin said, “Okay.” I said nothing, figuring it couldn’t get any worse. I was wrong. Druid switched to bear form (though, strangely, her GS remained at 4700-something; did she forget to actually switch her gear set when she switched specs? Did she actually switch specs, or just drop into bear form? Who knows?) and pally went Holy. Then we stood there, and stood there, the pally apparently preferring to let his mana regenerate on its own rather than sit down and drink. WTF, dude? I gave everybody mana strudel when I joined the group! Eat! Drink! Enjoy! After a bit I glanced up at my buff icons, and then reminded the pally, “Don’t forget to turn your aura back on after switching specs.”
Sigh.
In we went. Thankfully, this time it only took us about two minutes to wipe, and I could finally say, “That’s enough for me” and drop group. And dammit, all I wanted was my 2 Frosts, which would get me to 50 and a new iLvl 264 cloak.
Thank Og I got Utgarde Pinnacle when I requeued. Cakewalk.