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“I’ll hop on the rack,” said Bjorn. “You get in the iron maiden.”
“If either of them go down, then prio is: Ignatius, Caius, Dave, Ialdir.”
[Raid][Ialdir]:?
Bjorn snorted. “Dude, that’s what you get for playing a pet class.”8
[Raid][Solace]: Morag’s on Ella, but if you could help out with Glory Through Pain, that’d be great.
[Raid][Solace]: I’ll prio Bjorn and Magda, and prop up the raid.
[Raid][Prospero]: And I’ll heal every-fucking-body.
[Raid][Solace]: I’ll play it by ear, but if the damage from Glory gets too high I’ll be purging at about 40%
Once everyone had readychecked, Ella ran into the room, punched Vilicus in the knee, and then started moving him in a tight circle. As the Torturer took damage, his blood began pooling on the floor, and Drew edged him out to make room for the melee. Mumble was loud again, and slightly frantic.
“No, no, run away!”
“Not that way!”
“This way!”
“I saidtowards, dipshits!”
Drew’s health dipped alarmingly, so he threw up Unholy Resolve. Hopefully it’d be off cooldown again by the time the next phase started. He flicked a glance at the raid’s health bars. They weren’t looking good, most of them hovering at about the forty-percent mark.
Suddenly there was a massive, fleshy explosion, and Prospero and Heurodis both went grey.
[Yell][Vilicus]: DELICIOUS AGONY!
[Raid][Prospero]: ded
“Where the fuck were the melee?” roared Bjorn. “What the fuck? When someone gets Curse of Flesh, you stack on them, you don’t just stand there mashing your rotation like little noobs.”
Morag: “Keep it together, we’re not wiping this yet.”
[Raid][Heurodis]: you look at your boss mods you see who has the debuffs you go where you are meant to go its not difficult.
“You can rant after the fight, Bjorn.”
“I’m just going to sit here and weep.”
Things didn’t go too badly in the second phase. People stayed out of the blades and handled the curses more or less okay. There was still a lot of raid damage, and Caius went down just on the transition to phase three.
[Raid][Caius]: Bugger
[Raid][Heurodis]: weeping
Phase three was a DPS race. These indestructible ghosts kept spawning, and the trick was to kill the boss before there were too many to handle. Glory Through Pain gave a really big damage buff but at the cost of a really nasty DoT, and with a healer and two DPS down, there was no way the balance was going to work.
“Okay,” said Morag. “Hail Mary strat. All DPS get Glory. We’ll see if we can keep you alive.”
They couldn’t keep them alive.
Ialdir—pet-based noob that he was—was first to go, followed by Ignatius, then Solace, then Jargogle. Which left Morag and Ella and Dave desperately flailing at Vilicus while a rising tide of anguished spectres came forth to devour them.
“Aaaand that’s a wipe,” said Morag as the spirits overwhelmed her.
