It was the prior thursday. A week before our second raid group was to form.
It was the prior thursday. A week before our second raid group was to form. We were sitting inside Karazhan and waiting on Ander our second tank for the night.
“Wheres Ander?” Someone asked.
“Don't worry guys he said he'd be on. He told me he'd be back for Karazhan” Scar assured everyone.
I’d just successfully tanked the Maiden of Virtue on my little warrior alt Era and we were looking forward to partaking in the Opera Event. Probarbly to another Wizard of Oz play. It seemed to always be the Wizard of Oz with Dorothee and her little mutt Tito.
“What are we waiting on?”
"We need two tanks for the Opera."
We did need two tanks and I couldn’t very well play two characters at once. It was either my Warrior or Druid not both.
Ofcourse we could have been waiting for Hemp our guilds main tank but he’d taken leave. Holidays and what not. Sure he was online every now and then for god only knows what reason. However he was neither online now nor expected to be.
"Hey doesn’t someone have his phone number?"
"Yeah I called and he wasn’t answering"
The previous week Ander had locked himself out of his house right before a raid. We wondered if that was the case again.
"FFS Where the hell is he?"
We called it a night. There was no point with a single tank.