Nicolause: I believe in the Alliance. The Alliance has made my toon. I leveled my paladin in the Alliance fashion. I got him gear, but –- I geared him to always heal for others. He was in a PUG, not a guild run. He went to Ulduar, it was very late. I didn’t protest. They wanted to try some of the harder bosses – The Keepers. They made me main tank healer. And then they tried to kill Freya. She resisted! She pwned all of us, like noobs. When it was done my gear was broken. My ego was shattered. My toon could not weep because, well, I forgot the emote. But I wept. Why did I weep? He was the light of life –- leet paladin. And now he will never be leet.
I went to the forums, like a good player. I tried to find a better PUG. These people that I pugged with criticized my healing -– for three pages. Three pages! I looked like a fool. And those people that I pugged with, now they just lol at me. Then I said to myself, “for progression I must go to Jessika.”
Jessika: Why did you go to the forums? Why didn’t you come to me first?
Nicolause: What do you want of me? Tell me anything, but do what I beg you to do.
Jessika: And what is that?
Nicolause whispers to Jessika.
Jessika: That I cannot do.
Nicolause: I’ll give you anything you ask!
Jessika: We’ve known each other for two expansions, but this is the first time you came to me for counsel, for help. I can’t remember the last time you invited me to tank a heroic, even though my healer is on your arena team. But let’s be frank here. You never wanted my leadership, and you were afraid to be under my command.
Nicolause: I didn’t want to wipe on hard content.
Jessika: I understand. You found paradise in Northrend, you had two good professions, made a little gold. People ran dailies with you and there were Naxxramas PUGs. And you didn’t need someone like me. But now you come to me and you say “Jessika give me progression,” but you don’t ask with respect. You don’t even think to call me Raidleader. Instead you come to me and you ask me to carry you through content, for gold.
Nicloause: I ask you for progression.
Jessika: But it is not progression if someone carries you.
Nicolause: Then I can work, as you work. How much shall I pay you?
Jessika: Nicolause…Nicolause. What have I ever done to make you treat me so disrespectfully? Had you come to me in friendship, then these bosses that pwned you would be down this very day. And that by chance if an honest raider such as yourself should want more progression, then it would be our progression, and then others would respect you.
Nicolause: Be my guildy…Raidleader?
Nicolause kisses Jessika’s hand.
Jessika: Good.
Nicolause has joined the guild.
Some day, and that day may never come, I’ll call upon you to respecc for me. But until that day, accept this as a gift on our raiding day.
Nicolause: Thank you.
Jessika: Ishnu-dal-dieb.
Ok well maybe I made some of that up.