Man, I’m still fuming about this gank in the 2019 Classic WoW Barrens, where I, a poor level 22 Human Rogue named Stabbs, got absolutely wrecked.
>minding my business, grinding hyenas near Camp Taurajo, trying to scrape enough XP to hit 23, when this Horde Orc Warrior, Gorebash, comes charging outta nowhere.
>this dude was level 28, fully decked in greens, and I’m over here with my vendor trash daggers, barely holding it together.
>I tried to pop Stealth the second I saw him, but my latency spiked—thanks, Blizzard servers—and he caught me with a Hamstring before I could vanish.
>I’m spamming my pathetic Sinister Strike, barely denting his health, while he’s laughing, I swear, probably typing “lol noob” in /say as he cleaves me.
>I burned Evasion, hoping to dodge a few hits, but this guy lands a crit Execute, and I’m face-down in the dirt, soul already halfway to the graveyard.
>To make it worse, his level 60 Undead Priest buddy, Shadowcreep, shows up, bubbling him and tossing me a /dance while I’m a corpse.
>I’m running back from the graveyard, cursing my life, and guess what? Gorebash is camping my body, spinning his axe like he owns the Barrens.
>I tried to sneak past in Stealth to rez safely, but Shadowcreep’s stupid Mind Vision lights me up, and they both pounce like I’m free honor points.
I just alt-tabbed out, raging to my guild in chat, vowing to hit 60 someday and camp these jerks until they reroll Alliance.