Home Sweet Barrens

After playing World of Warcraft for over two years, I still find myself returning to the mountain peak paths of the Barrens. And with every walk I take, I remind my guildmates that I intend to build a summer home there. They always laughed until I took them up there, and then they saw what I loved about it. It is beautiful with the plains of the Barrens to one side and the dark mystique of Dustwallow Marsh on the other.

My guild is perhaps one of the greatest sets of people I’ve ever met. We’re not raiders or power players of any kind. For the most part, we’re just people trying to relax and do something to help each other. Although I’ve left the game world to pursue courses and work many times, I always find myself returning to it. Not just to play a game, but to connect with friends on a level that doesn’t exist outside of World of Warcraft. I run instances with them, complete quests with their help and share good times with them. The fact that we are like a family, with common goals and desires makes World of Warcraft a warmer place to be.

I’ve played few games where people can meet, play, and grow their connections. There are guilds and raids and time-consuming quests, but World of Warcraft provided something else. It provided a warm place to let bonds grow and be nurtured through those quests and raids and guilds. This is probably the most credited reason I have for returning to World of Warcraft every time my game time card runs out.

We are the Castaways, formerly of the Fallen Protectorate, and we are a family.