World of Warcraft: Classic, by its nature, will leave you with no worlds left to conquer.
Magic conjured of course, through tedium. 40-man raids,gold in wow classic ostentatiously enormous questlines, microscopically low drop rates, precious little in the means of difficulty tuning--and, needless to say, those halcyon days before you could send multiple packages in a single mail. Technical skill was constantly confounded with endurance to farm, to battle RNGs stacked against you .
Everything from remainder XP into the instancing of dungeons to drastically reducing the price of death was regarded as an unforgivable concession into"QQing casuals." One suspects that hard lessons will be heard once the game goes live.
And yet, I can't be too bitter. As grindy as it could sense , there was a touch of the sublime at a 6-hour extended Blackrock Depths run. Strat, Scholo, UBRS; memories as heavy as the Maelstrom.
RP guild meetings in Stormwind Keep, my very first sanity in Molten cheap wow classic gold, winning the uncommon fall of Alanna's Embrace, the transpacific love affair that shattered my previous guild; the chill that I felt on seeing the Plaguelands for the first time; my adoration of Scarlet Monastery along with my memorization of Every. Single. Pull. I remember it. The thought of reclaiming it, of touching it , in the business of others, appeals to me on a level of need I am ashamed to confess to.