Can’t Spell PUG without UP (Traxy)

Hello, I’m Traxy. My blog is called I Like Pancakes, where I post about whatever is on my mind when I think of something interesting to post. Vidyala’s kindly allowed me to share my experiences with pugging. I am not by my nature an avid pugger. When I do pug, it is almost always with someone I know (typically my friend Leafie, who posts at Leaf-head. In this way, the experience of the pug, whether horror or joy, is shared. I think the one thing that pugging does best is give you a tale to tell. With that in mind, here’s my tale.



Traxy and Leafie.


You Can’t Spell PUG Without UP

Scene: A skillful fire mage named Jana needs another ten frost badges before she can buy her fourth and last piece of tier 10. With that in mind, she has recruited two of her good friends to go on a random daily to get a couple frost badges. First is Traxy, a death knight tank. Second is Leafie, a resto druid. Both Traxy and Leafie are very well geared and have no further need for frost badges. Traxy, Leafie and Jana are all on vent, though of course the other people to join their group are not necessarily aware of this.

This is also set before the time Blizzard made improvements to the LFD queue, such as allowing a quicker vote to kick.  And if that’s not foreshadowing I don’t know how to do it.

Traxy queues the group up and a millisecond later, the queue pops.

Leafie (over vent): That took forever.

Traxy, Leafie and Jana all confirm the assignment. Fifteen seconds later, the second of the three dps accepts. Fifteen seconds later, the last dps fails to accept, and the three are tossed back in front of the queue.

Jana (over vent, imitating Count von Count): One AFK dps, Ha Ha Ha.

Three seconds later, the queue pops again. This time, each of the other dps accepts, and the load screen pops up.  The Instance: Utgarde Pinnacle, home of King Ymiron.

They are now joined by two puggers: Mcstabbin, a rogue, and Bladstromin, a warrior.

Traxy (in party): Good afternoon!

Leafie (in party): Hi there!

Mcstabbin (in party): brb gotta go to the bathroom lol

Jana (in vent): Warrior looks good, but we’re going to be carrying the rogue.

Traxy (in vent): Good thing we can three-man this.

Jana casts ritual of refreshment, while Leafie buffs the party. One half second after the refreshment table has formed:

Bladstromin (in party): lets go hurry up

Traxy (in party): The rogue’s AFK.

Bladstromin (in party): we four-man this [expletive].

Jana (in vent): That’s true.

The first pull goes fairly smoothly, and the group starts to move outside to engage the second group.

Bladstromin (in party): go wtf.

Bladstromin charges into the second pack of mobs and then uses bladestorm. Traxy frantically taunts mobs trying to acquire aggro on them, while Leafie uses roughly two-thirds her mana trying to keep Bladstromin healed. The second pull is done; Jana and Leafie sit to drink.

Bladstromin (in party): go

Leafie (in party): Don’t do that again.

Bladstromin (in party): wtf we were fine lets go lol

Traxy (in vent): If he does that again, don’t heal him.

Leafie (in vent): He’ll be lucky if he gets a heal from me again this instance.

The next few pulls go smoothly, until the party reaches the end of the first hallway and the four-pack there.

Traxy (in vent): One second, DnD is on cooldown.

Bladstromin charges in to the pack of mobs. Neither Traxy, nor Leafie, nor Jana lift a finger.  Bladstromin dies.

Jana (in vent): You told him not to do that, didn’t you?

Leafie (in vent): I did.

Bladstromin (in party): wtf healz

Traxy (in party): We told you not to do that.

Bladstromin (in party): f you we woulda been fin eif you didnt [expletive] suck.

Party chat and vent are quiet for eight seconds.

Bladstromin (in party): rez

Leafie (in vent): Not a chance in hell.

Party chat and vent are quiet for ten seconds.

Bladstromin (in party): wtf healz rez lol

Traxy (in party): Run back.

Bladstromin (in party): shut the [expletive] up if you werent a [expletive] tank i wouldnt be dead

Jana (in vent): Can we kick him yet?

Leafie (in vent): Sadly, no.  It hasn’t been nearly fifteen minutes.

Bladstromin (in party): [expletive] you, you bunch of [derogatory term for homosexuals]. i bet your all sitting around sucking each others [part of the male anatomy, plural]

Traxy (in vent): I can’t believe he hasn’t just run back by now.

Bladstromin (in party): where the [expletive] is [expletive] rez healz

Leafie (in vent): He hasn’t figured it out yet.

Jana (in vent): No.

Bladstromin (in party): [expletive] you, i dont [expletive] need this [expletive] [expletive]. Bunch of [expletive] [derogatory adjective indicating sexual orientation] noobs

Vent and party are silent for twenty seconds.

Bladstromin (in party): rez plz lol

Leafie (in vent): Oh, because he said plz I think I’ll change my mind about rezzing him.

Jana (in vent): Seriously?

Traxy (in vent): What the heck.

Leafie resurrects Bladstromin. Three seconds pass; Bladstromin is still at 10% health and he has not eaten.

Bladstromin (in party): go wtf

Traxy (in vent): He’s not serious?

Bladstromin charges the pack of mobs, and dies about two seconds later.

Bladstromin (in party): wtf tank i said go

Traxy (in vent): He was serious.

Bladstromin (in party): rez

Leafie (in party): If I rez you, will you promise not to be an idiot?

Traxy (in vent): Oo, make him apologize for the swearing.

Jana (in vent): And get him to wear some deodorant.

Bladstromin (in party): [expletive] you you [expletive] [derogatory term for homosexual]

Leafie (in vent): I don’t think he’s going to get rezzed.

Bladstromin (in party): you can [phrase indicating sexual act performed on males] you [expletive] [expletive]

Traxy (in vent): Should we all just go back to Dalaran until he leaves group?

Bladstromin (in party): ur the [expletive] biggest peices of [expletive]  [expletive] you all

Bladstromin leaves the party.

Jana (in vent): Well, he sure told us. Get us a fifth, Traxy.

Traxy requeues to get a fifth person in the random. Thirty seconds later, the requeue fails because Mcstabbin does not accept a role.

Traxy (in vent): Crap, the rogue’s still AFK.

Jana (in vent): Let’s just keep going.

Leafie (in vent): Don’t know if we can do the boss with three.  What if she teleports you?

Jana (in vent): Argh, didn’t think of that.

Traxy (in vent): We can do this pack, though.

Traxy pulls the remaining four-pack at the end of the hall. They go down without incident.

Traxy (in vent): So we wait.

Two minutes pass.

Leafie (in vent): You know, one of the funny things about our warrior friend — he probably couldn’t conceive of any of us actually being female.

Traxy (in vent): Yeah.

Leafie (in vent): I mean, the insults just don’t work. It’s beyond the realm of his consideration.

Two minutes pass.

Traxy (in vent): We can’t kick him for another six minutes.

Jana (in vent): We should just leave and requeue. We’re not that far in.

Mcstabbin (in party): back

Traxy immediately requeues for another dps.  This time, everyone accepts a role, and a new dps is brought into the instance.  It is a death knight named Holyoverlord.

Traxy (in party): Welcome.

Holyoverlord (in party): how far in

Jana (in party): At the first boss.

Holyoverlord (in party): good i need stuff lol

The group, now fully formed, goes to take on Svala Sorrowgrave.  The fight goes well until Jana is grabbed to be paralyzed under the sword. The banshees do not die in time and Jana dies. Shortly thereafter, Svala dies.

Jana (in vent): What the hell happened there?

Traxy links the Skada report in guild.  Jana has done 60% of the damage, Traxy 30%, Holyoverlord 6% and Mcstabbin 4%.  Holyoverlord’s dps is 580.  Mcstabbin’s dps is 450.

Traxy (in vent): We’re basically three-manning this.

The group proceeds up the stairs toward the second boss. The going is slow, but steady. After the last pack in Gortok Palehoof’s room is pulled, Jana and Leafie stop to drink.  Traxy goes over to the pedestal.

Traxy (in vent): Ready?

Jana (in vent): Yeah.

Leafie (in vent): Where’s the rogue?

The group looks around, and then to the minimap.  The rogue is back at the bottom of the stairs.

Traxy (in party): Mcstabbin, you there?

Thirty seconds of silence follows.

Jana (in vent): I guess he went to the bathroom again.

Leafie (in vent): Can we kick him?

Traxy initiates a vote to kick Mcstabbin. Unsurprisingly, it passes.

Leafie (in vent): Hopefully we won’t have trouble replacing his 450 dps.

The group requeues for a fifth and gets one: a warlock named Soldursoul.

Jana (in vent): Oh good!  Someone to cast focus magic on.

Traxy (in party): Welcome.  We’re just before the second boss.

Soldursoul joins the group a minute later, and the event starts. The group has little difficulty with the boss. A show of recount has Jana doing 46% of the damage, Soldursoul 26%, Traxy 23%, and Holyoverlord 5%.  Conspicuously, Holyoverlord’s dps is again below 600.

Jana (in vent): Holy crap does this death knight suck.

Palehoof drops Ferocious Pauldrons of the Rhino. Holyoverlord rolls Need and wins them uncontested.

Traxy (in party): Grats!

Leafie (in vent): Oh my… I think I’ve figured out why our death knight is having trouble doing dps.

Traxy and Jana (in vent, simultaneously): What?

Leafie (in vent): Inspect him.

There is silence in vent and in party chat for a full minute and a half while Traxy, Jana and Leafie inspect Holyoverlord. Holyoverlord is specced 71/0/0.  His gear (shown via Warcrafter Sandbox, and linked below).

Head: Crown of Forgotten Kings
Neck: Amulet of Wills
Shoulders: Pauldrons of the Colossus
Back: Centrifuge Core Cloak
Chest: Breastplate of Jagged Stone
Bracers: Catalytic Bands
Gloves: Gauntlets of the Water Revenant
Belt: Savage Saronite Waistguard
Legs: Legs of Physical Regeneration
Boots: Terrace Defense Boots
Ring 1: Mobius Band
Ring 2: Band of Enchanted Growth
Trinket 1: Forge Ember
Trinket 2: Offering of Sacrifice
Main hand: Cursed Lich Blade
Off hand: Eternally Folded Blade
Sigil: Sigil of the Dark Rider

None of his gear is enchanted. None of his gem sockets are filled.

Traxy (in vent): Half of his gear is for holy pallies, and most of the remainder is for tanks.

Jana (in vent): It’s like he has no idea what gear to wear.

Soldursoul (in party): go wtf

Traxy (in party): Yeah, sorry.

The group begins the gauntlet for Skadi the Ruthless.

Jana (in vent): I can’t believe that DK.

Leafie (in vent): How can people get to this level like that? I mean, how is it possible that he doesn’t know by now spell power is no good for him? Or that defense is for tanks?

Traxy (in vent): Maybe he thinks he’s doing fine.

Jana (in vent): I’ve got harpoons.

Traxy (in vent): I mean, on the first boss he did beat the rogue.

The fight proceeds. Holyoverlord dies when Skadi whirlwinds for the first time, but the fight otherwise goes without incident.  Skadi’s Iron Belt drops. Holyoverlord rolls Need and wins, uncontested.

Traxy (in party): Grats!

Soldursoul (in party): dude that’s no good for you lol

Holyoverlord (in party): sure it is lol

Soldursoul (in party): it has block value DKs cant use shields lol

Holyoverlord (in party): its PLATE lol

Jana (in vent): That explains a lot.

Soldursoul (in party): ok whatever lol if you want to be a [expletive] ninja, [expletive] it lol

Traxy (in vent): The sad thing is that he really thinks that’s good for him.  Maybe he’s building a tank set.

Jana and Leafie shudder so loudly that it can be heard over vent.

The run proceeds after Skadi, as the party descends the stairs without incident. The next pull, the one where Traxy needs to pull casters through the hallway, brings adventure.

Traxy (in party): LoS pull here.

Traxy attempts to pull the group of casters through the hallway, using an icy touch on one and then hiding behind the wall, dropping a death and decay just at the entrance to the hallway.  Holyoverlord is having none of this strategy; he barrels off happily after the casters, meleeing them. Soldursoul shadowbolts the casters.

Traxy (in vent): [expletive]

Traxy barrels out from her hiding spot and goes to engage the mobs.

Jana (in vent, about three seconds too late): Let them die.

Traxy runs down the hallway, and a furious button mashing later seems to have controlled the mobs.  A Ymirjar Berserker casts Terrify, sending Holyoverlord running smack into the middle of the room, pulling the six mobs there.  Holyoverlord dies. Coming out of the fear, Traxy manages to gather the mobs together and gain tentative aggro on all of them. Jana, Leafie and Soldursoul come running into the room. Twelve seconds later, a series of living bombs go off, sending mobs aggro’d to Jana. Jana ice blocks. One mob gets aggro’d to Soldursoul. Soldursoul fears the mob aggro’d to him.  That mob runs over and aggros the abomination off in the far corner. That abomination aggros to Leafie.

Leafie (in vent): Mob on me.

Traxy (in vent, desperately): Working on it.

Traxy is able to pull the mob away from Leafie.  Jana, her ice block now worn off, casts mirror image.  With threat no longer a concern, Jana AoE’s the mobs into ashes. Combat ends.


Leafie and Jana.


Jana (in party): Well, that was fun.

Holyoverlord (in party): rez

Leafie (in party): One sec.

Soldursoul (in party): wtf tank why dint you get those mobs

Traxy (in vent): [fumes]

Jana (in party): It was a LoS pull.

Soldursoul (in party): you mean a LoSer pull lol

Holyoverlord (in party): lol

Traxy (in vent, angrily): Does no one know what a LoS pull is anymore?

Jana (in vent): I think these guys are challenged every time they are asked to enter their passwords.

Leafie (in vent): Just two more pulls.  Just two more pulls.

Leafie rezzes Holyoverlord. One of the trash mobs had dropped a Super Simian Sphere.  Soldursoul wins the roll.

Soldursoul (in party): woohoo ive wanted this for ages lol

Traxy (in party): grats lol

Traxy (in vent, sarcastically): Lol.

Leafie and Jana (in vent): Lol.

Soldursoul activates the trinket and then bounces around the entire lower hallway as an ape in a glowing ball.

Soldursoul (in party): this is awesome lol

Jana (in party): Let’s get going.

Soldursoul (in party): hold on theres one thing i want to do lol

Soldursoul runs back to the stairs, jumps up the stairs and then jumps back down the stairs. He does this three more times before the buff wears off.

Leafie (in vent): He is jumping down the hole in the stairs.

Jana (in vent): Well, the trinket suits him.

Soldursoul (in party): ok lets go lol

The group heads up the ramp silently to take on the last set of trash mobs. Those mobs go down cleanly. Jana and Leafie sit down to top themselves off.

Soldursoul (in party): go wtf lol

Traxy (in vent): Is he serious? We spend five minutes waiting for him and his Super Simian Sphere, and now he can’t let you drink?

Leafie (in vent, sarcastically): Well, that was different.

Jana (in vent, sarcastically): Yeah, come on, Traxy.  That was an ape in a ball.

A shadowbolt flies out of Soldursoul’s hands at King Ymiron.

Traxy (in vent): [expletive].

Traxy charges after King Ymiron. Thanks to Jana’s ability to blink, every man, blink and ice block out of the stuns, she blows King Ymiron up really well, and the boss dies without incident. The fight is over, and Skada shows that Jana did 60% of the damage, Soldursoul 19%, Traxy 18% and Holyoverlord 3%.

King Ymiron drops Red Sword of Courage and Ornamented Plate Regalia. Holyoverlord rolls Need on both and wins, uncontested.

Holyoverlord (in party): woo epic!!!1!

Soldursoul drops group without a word.

Leafie (in vent): Well, we got you your badges.

Jana (in vent): I don’t want to random again for another month.  Screw T10.

Traxy (in vent): That was the worst run I have ever been on.

Holyoverlord (in party): another? lol


From Bad To Less Bad: Pugging As a Tool To Improve (Joe)

Hello; and welcome to this guest post edition of the Pugging Pally blog! My name is Joe, and I don’t have a blog to link to, but that’s okay because I can still babble at you and make a coherent point.

I became a fan of the Pugging Pally blog, because of the original design – of taking a character, and leveling solely through the LFD tool; and I fell in
love with it, because it combines three things I really enjoy – pug groups, dungeons, and the horrific train wrecks that come from combining the first two. (I’ve stayed for the cookie recipes).

To give a cliff notes summary of my WoW experience, I started playing in the tail end of Burning Crusade, a few months before Wrath dropped. My friend recruited me for the Zhevra mount, and he and his brother talked of dungeons and raids they had pugged into – funny enough, as a warrior tank and a holy paladin.

Burning Crusade, I now know, was not “pug friendly” for raiding. There was a “gear up via raid” flowchart I saw once that started from Karazhan, and ended with me going cross eyed somewhere around Gruul’s Lair – so, I like to think this means they were very good at what they did.


It makes perfect sense, now: you jus-dwoah, there I go cross-eyed again.


This is the somewhat mercenary mindset I “grew up” with as I played my little baby warrior. While they were doing whatever it was end game players did in Burning Crusade, they were watching trade and it’d come up in guild chat – “There’s a ____ raid starting, wanna go?” And off they went!

Personally, I like the somewhat mercenary mindset – from a character perspective, it certainly makes sense that a band of warriors (or warlocks, or death knights, or druids) could come together and make a change in the world by killing internet dragons. From a selfish point of view – pugging worked with my work schedule. I couldn’t always guarantee I’d be available Tuesday, Wednesday and Friday nights at 5 PM server from week to week, but when I wanted to pug – it was available, or it wasn’t.

Well, I quickly learned that “knowing how to push a couple buttons” wasn’t going to cut it when I was the dead weight in a Naxx10 run a few months after hitting 80. I was -THAT- Death Knight, you know the one. The one with spell power plate. The one with 71 points in the Unholy tree. The one who thought “Oh I just need frost presence to tank.”

This is pre-LFD, by the way, so if you sucked hard enough, trade heard about it.


Commissar Dog isn't angry with you. He's just disappointed


But, this is important – you can’t improve until you see where you stand; you cannot be better until you know you suck. So, I kept pugging, I started reading Elitist Jerks, and even better than all that; I started learning. I tried new things – and I kept on pugging. I tried new things, I dug into my skills book to read and see what I had available to me, and back in March I pugged into a group that was something most groups I was joining in on didn’t have. For whatever reason… five of us just kind of clicked. There’s no real rhyme or reason as to why or how, but it happened. Someone offered, “Hey, do… do we wanna do this again? Like, next week? And make it a static thing?”

Well, I did. My next couple of weeks I was going to be available – I changed jobs – and I found myself more available, and our “static” slowly was folded into the main guild – that we all came together as pugging players and we faced the challenges together that Icecrown Citadel had to offer. That we struggled together on the same bosses everybody struggled on (magic: still pitiful; prone to sudden, yet inevitable betrayal), that we all worked as hard as any guild had to get our achievements.

We were a pug group that became friends first – that continued running together because we LIKED each other – that became a guild.

My own experiences with pugging are wide and varied, but like anything in WoW, if you’ve got friends to talk to and share the experiences with, it’s incredible.

I don’t know if this makes me a “casual WoW player” because I did things on my own time rather than stuck with some kind of rigid, form fitting schedule with a raiding guild that spent thirty hours a week on content, dictated professions, scorned – nay, HATED AND LOATHED people who screwed up just a little bit, held you to the most precise of precision choices for talent points… but, I’m still a Kingslayer.

I’m still having fun.

I’ve said “When this stops being fun, that’s when I stop playing.” So, I kind of hope it doesn’t, because Cataclysm looks NUTS and I’d love to go on with my friends and kill more internet dragons. Or, at least, my friends and 2-3 random pick ups for our group.

Pugging works for us, for some reason.


Vid says: This is where Joe rubs my nose in the fact that he has this mount and I don't! (Just saying).


A Day in the Life of a PuG Tank (Beruthiel)

This is a guest post from Beruthiel of Falling Leaves and Wings. She blogs about healing, raiding, and being a resto druid.

*Yawn* *Stretch*

Little Nadine stretches out after a bit of inactivity, loosening up her muscles. As she feels them respond she starts checking her armor, making sure that each piece is in place and in good condition. She gives her sword a few warm up swings, enjoying the swooshing sound as it whizzes by her ear.

She feels ready for action.

“Hmmmm”, she wonders, “Do I want to quest or try my hand at an instance.”  She stands there for a bit, scratching her head with the hilt of her sword, pondering her options. “You know, I get good experience in instances, and they are good practice for me, perhaps I will start tonight’s adventures there.”

She switches her gear around, digs out her shield, and opens the Looking for Dungeon finder to help pair her up with other friendly members of the community that are also looking for a bit of practice.  She debates for a minute about queuing in as DPS – but decides to tank, because she knows that there aren’t a lot of people out there willing to do the job.

She whistles as she carefully places the check box in the “tank” option, and selects the “joins dungeon” button.  In seconds the Looking for Dungeon Tool has paired her up with a group, and she accepts her invite.

And waits….

And waits….

And waits….


Nadine mumbles a few choice words about how people at this level have no excuse to be AFK for dungeon queues, they should be continuing their questing until the queue pops.  She takes a few deep breaths, finds her zen, and calmly accepts her dungeon invite…again.

As she zones into the instance, she observes her groupmates.  Ok – token DK, elemental shaman, moonkin…and feral druid?  Oh wait, the druid seems to be changing specs…but not gear.  Oh wait, there it goes, the druid is gear swapping…piece by piece.  Nadine grinds her teeth and politely lets the druid know about how great the equipment manager in the interface is, and how it helps with gear swaps.

“Oh, yea,” says the druid, “I’m just too lazy to set it up.”

So you’d rather take 5 minutes to swap all of your gear around and make us all wait?  Nadine quietly thinks to herself, but politely waits as he gets his gear organized.

“Huh, I can’t seem to find my off hand.  Oh well, let’s go.”

Wha?!  So not only can you not be bothered to make your life easier…you want to heal me without an offhand because you can’t find it in your bags?!?! I went through all of the trouble to make sure that I have a full tanking set just to make your life easier, and you can’t be bothered to make sure that you have your gear?! Ok.  No biggie.  Nadine again takes a deep breath and finds her zenagain.

“Ok – is everyone ready?” She asks.


Hrmph, I guess silence means yes?

Nadine starts to pull.

The very first pack has 3 mobs in it, and she has control over all….KABAM!

Wha – where did they go?!  Why aren’t they in range anymore?!


Knockbacks.  Great, and the caster that she was able to pull in with Avenger’s shield is out in the middle of nowhere happily shooting at her, and she has no way to silence it again and pull it back in. No problem, she thinks as she goes out to round them up again.

“Please do not knock back, it makes it very hard to keep control of the mobs,” Nadine politely asks as the last mob in the pack dies.

She scopes out the next pull, and see that it, too, has a caster.  However she cannot just charge up to this because there are other enemies in the way.  So she asks the group to stay put, and goes to pull, deftly sneaking behind the wall to force her enemies to come into her.  Everything is going well – all of the mobs are heading to her.  And then she sees it.

CHAIN LIGHTNING! It rips through the air, crackling as it passes by her.


Not one of the three enemies had made it to her yet – but the pretty lightshow that the shaman just showed them sure had their attention.  Alright, you can do this.  Go and save his sorry butt before they melt his face.

“Please wait until all enemies have reached me before starting damage,” Nadine politely asks.

Ok – let’s move on, she thinks.  She again scopes out the room in front of her that has many mobs, and carefully selects her target. Having done so, she moves out and pulls, bringing her foes to her team.  Things seem to be going smoothly, when she notices that all of the sudden EVERYTHING IN THE ROOM IS RUSHING THEM.

Oh god.  Why?  How?

Even as she is asking herself the question she see the stars falling from the sky as the moonkin bounces about.  Ok Nadine, you can do this, it’s just like training!  She gives a groan, unleashes a hand of protection on the moonkin and rushes out to meet the coming onslaught. As her enemies pummel into her, she starts to feel weak and pulls from all of her inner strengths to survive.  Finally the last of her foes have fallen, and much to her amazement all of her allies survived.

“Tank.  Do you think that you could maybe pull without getting the entire room.  I’m not superman here, y’know,” The resto druid states.

Nadine grinds her teeth and bites her tongue before something sharp unleashes from it. She takes a deep breath, and struggles to find her zen again.

“Please do not starfall in rooms where there are lots of mobs,” Nadine politely asks.

As she starts looking for her next pull, she observes that her healer is completely out of mana, and respectfully waits for him to med up.  Well, that was her intent anyhow….


Again, Nadine grinds her teeth and rushes in, taunting the foes from her Death Knight in an attempt to save him.  It’s a challenge, because, of course, he accompanied that death grip with a Death and Decay, so Nadine struggles to gain their attention. Finally she succeeds, and they successfully defeat their foes.

“Do you think that you might be bothered to wait to pull if I don’t have mana? I don’t know how you expect me to heal you on empty,” the Resto Druid states.

Nadine is fuming.  Hot.  Mad. She takes a deep breath, and gives up on zen.

“Please do not pull for me, if I haven’t pulled yet there is a reason for it.  I promise that Iwill keep us moving through the instance quickly,” Nadine politely states.

Taking yet another deep breath, Nadine moves forward. Pull after pull.


Nadine starts to wonder if the entire party has placed her on ignore.  She was sure that she was polite in her requests, she’s not often rude. And yet, nobody seems to have respected her requests. Mercifully, they are finally facing the last foe in the zone.  Nadine pulls, thinking “at last – what more can possibly go wrong?  We are almost done.” She should have known better.


Taunt, Taunt, Taunt, Taunt, Taunt.


Her group successfully finishes the instance, it was a challenge to keep on top of everything, but that was what she was here for, right?  To learn, to become better.  To face the challenges that were presented to her and to come out on top. She feels confident that she succeeded in that.

“Hey tank, you really suck, L2Threat.” The final parting shot from one of the members of the group as they leave the party.

Nadine’s jaw hits the floor.  I what? She throws her hands up in disgust.

As she sits outside in Grizzly Hills analyzing her performance, trying to find where she made mistakes, where she screwed up, feeling like she failed, she realizes something.  No, no she didn’t fail.  She kicked ass.  Her group survived, she successfully navigated everything that both her adversaries and her allies alike threw at her.  No, the problem was most definitely not with something she did wrong. She was a good tank.

Having come to that realization, she looks at the clock and thinks “I suppose I have time for another.”  Only this time when the LFD opens up and asks her what role she’d like,she thinks about it, reflecting on the abuse she suffered in the last group, and selects “Damage.”  Nadine starts whistling as she opens up her quest log and gets down to business while she waits for her group to form.

Things Pugging Has Taught Me (Apple)


It's an Apple!


This is a guest post written by Apple of Azeroth Apple, where she writes about various things relating to World of Warcraft (Like Pugging Pally, only with more of an… Apple flavour).

It seems like, these days, all you see about PuGs are Bee Pit posts, with the shock and awe of a really great PuG tossed in there from time to time. And I will admit, the number of idiots to be found in PuGs really are quite high, especially in the held breath before 4.0.1 hits and everyone who doesn’t play on the PTR starts streaming back in to relearn their class before December.

But looking back on the multitude of PuGs that I’ve done in the slow but steady trek from 15 to 75 on Lisan, I have to say… while I may have ranted in the moment, the vast majority of my experience is positive, in retrospect. I learned a lot about team dynamics, I learned more about the lore of Azeroth, I learned how to play my class, and I had a lot of fun in the process! So, without further ado, here is a list, in no particular order and in no way complete, of things pugging has taught me.

Humour is Better

In my early days of pugging, when the party (or at least all members with rez capabilities) wiped, and someone didn’t release, deciding to wait until the healer had run all the way back to rez them, I would snap at those stragglers. “If the healer runs, you run,” I’d say. “I won’t be rezzing you.” Now, I still stand by that policy, though I’m inevitably undermined if there’s another healing class in the group, but that wasn’t necessarily the best way of declaring it to the offending parties. Sometimes it would work, but the feeling of the group would change. Chatty groups would quiet down, quiet-but-not-silent groups would go silent, and silent groups…. Well, when you don’t get Arcane Intellect from the mage who buffs everyone else, and pointedly ignores you when you ask for it, you get the feeling that you might’ve pissed someone off. And other times, I’d get lolled at and another player would rez them. Once I was even unceremoniously booted from the group. I stopped insisting on it for a little while, feeling like there was no way to politely ask for other people to be polite, and that I would always come across as a dick no matter how carefully I worded it.

And then, on a lark, just to make my friend laugh after a wipe, I basically told everyone to please not wait for rezzes… but I did it by spoofing the Old Spice Man commercial. You know the one. It got a laugh from everyone, and immediately lightened the mood with the other three (random pugged) members of the group. And then I realised… I’d found it! I’d found the way to ask everyone to make the run without sounding like an entitled jerk! And now my action bar has the following macro on it:

Hello, ladies. Look at your corpse. Now back to me. Sadly, we’re both dead. But if you release and run back, like me, we can start killing things again quicker. Look again. The HP is NOW DIAMONDS. I’m on a macro.

Every time I’ve had to use it, I’ve gotten a laugh and quick compliance from the person lagging behind the rest of us in releasing. And as a thank you for that, I generally wait for them at the entrance and buff them while we run back to where we’d left off. It’s a little thing, but I like to think my silent thanks comes across, as well as my humour-filled request did.

(As a side note, I’ve had a couple runs where we’d lose players and get replacements, and the people who’d stuck around would tell me to pop my macro for the newbie, because it’s funny. I don’t think it’s that funny, but it always makes me smile.)

Who to Bubble

So I went through a brief period of time when I would bubble anyone but the tank who had aggro for more than a couple of seconds Sometimes this worked better than others, but it took me a little while to remember that while bubbled… no one could physically attack the mobs. Now, it didn’t impede ME at all, because I was healing the party, and it didn’t impede the casters because they were, well, casting, but after I popped it on one particular warrior, I realised why that was a bad idea to use bubbling on the melee as a matter of course.

I don’t remember exactly what was said, but I remember his utter confusion that he couldn’t hit anything. And the tank took what had to have been half a second to type “pally” into group chat. It was like a revelation. When I use my bubble on melee, they’re protected, sure, but they can’t attack for eight seconds unless they notice and right click off it. Now, I know there are situations where you WANT to use it on melee, and things like that, but it was something I hadn’t even thought about, since I wasn’t meleeing. It probably would’ve taken me a lot longer to really internalise that aspect of the spell if it hadn’t been for pugging.

Who Screwed Up?

It was you. No, seriously, you were the one that accidentally aggroed the boss while the healer was still OOM, or you were the one who had “Path of Frost” on when everyone jumped into the pit, and you caused a wipe. You misclicked and didn’t get that heal off. It was your fault. You know what PuGs taught me about that situation?

Own up to it.

Seriously. Making excuses or blaming someone else is not going to make you any friends, and you don’t want these people disliking you enough to votekick you. Saying “I’m so sorry, that was my fault,” when a group wipes or the tank or healer dies can go a long way to making sure the rest of the group isn’t going to hate you for the rest of the run. “I forgot to be on the ball about X, it won’t happen again,” will do.

Just make sure it doesn’t happen again. 😉

Perseverance Can Be Fun

Or, if not fun, than at least rewarding emotionally. You’ve all had those PuGs – the ones where for whatever reason, you can’t keep a tank, or you lose DPS like flies because no one really likes the damned instance. And how many times have, after the second dropped tank, you said “screw it” and dropped yourself?

But I’ve found that in the end, the most satisfying kills, the times I feel the most connection to these random people I’ve been partnered with, are when we suffer wipes, and tank drops, and delay after delay to get the dungeon done. Sure, we may have spent two hours in an instance that should’ve taken 25 minutes, but we did it. This is a lesson that I think will especially carry over to my future raiding with Apotheosis – if that’s not what progression raiding is, than I don’t know what is.

Friends for an Hour

What I really, in retrospect, consider a good PuG is not how quickly we did an instance, or how well everyone worked together – it’s how much fun we had doing it as a group. Sure, the LFD tool is really anonymous, and a lot of the time you will get runs where no one says more than two words, if that, but sometimes – more often than you’d think, at least in my experience – you get a group that’s there to have fun. You joke around, /lick each other, make rude gestures at the bosses before you pull them, and generally have a good time.

These people have become your friends, for the half hour you’ll be spending together. Be respectful, but don’t feel like you can’t tease them a little, or laugh when they die by accidentally running off the edge of the path or something. It’s so much fun to be running with people who feel like they could be a bunch of guildies, so you should take advantage of it!

Trouble? Don’t Drop!

This is something that I know intellectually but am very bad about following, because my patience is often worn thin by the time I get home and log on, however, this is my advice: Don’t drop a group at the first signs of big trouble.

I know, I know, you might end up being miserable, but think of what you could also end up doing: You could end up giving a baby tank some pointers or a confidence boost that they needed to keep going as a tank and become really good. You could end up realising that you were doing your rotation all wrong. You could end up (if you’re not a healer like me) encouraging a baby healer to be confident in their abilities, which will generally lead to better heals. You might start a whispered conversation with the feral druid from another server who’s looking for a good guild, and they might find a good home with you.

Now, I know all these things are not the most likely to happen. But if you stick out that instance, even if you don’t realise it, you might just be making someone’s day. And wouldn’t you want to help someone else have a better day, if you can? Give them the benefit of the doubt, and push through.

In conclusion…

Pugging isn’t perfect. It’s full of plenty of idiots, plenty of frustration, and plenty of Bee Pit stories. But I think a good way to make your pugging experience better is to change your outlook – don’t go into the dungeon finder saying “well, I hope I don’t get another idiot tank today”, go into it saying “well, I hope I meet some fun players today!”

Because honestly, if you go in expecting to have a good time, you’re much more likely to find what you’re expecting on the other side of the loading screen.

Alas’ Illustrated Guide to Why Pugs Are Evil

Hello all – it’s Alas from Kiss My Alas, here to talk to you all about PUGs. I normally spend my time writing about dysfunctional dinosaurs, butchering great works of literature and pretending to know anything about being a guild master.
Seeing as how Vidyala has given me complete and total free reign in her digs, and since I know you all like awesome art, I decided to break into her art supplies to help illustrate the many ways in which PUGs are ignorant and therefore evil. I have it on good authority that the two are related.
One word on my amazing art before we begin – don’t let the sheer awesomeness fool you – most of these are not screenshots but were actually crafted by me. I know it will be tempting to make many flattering comments about my abilities also, but let’s respect that artists can be temperamental and not heap too many praises on my natural knack for drawing. I wouldn’t want Vidyala to feel threatened.
First, I want to establish how I know that ignorance and evil are essentially the same thing. To do that, I must point to another figure in the blogging community. Since you can read the whole story there, I shall use my art to help soften the blow.


Why on earth is that sword for druids?


Clearly, a very evil tree, trying to ninja swords with attack power when he’s a healer. That is the very epitome of triple fail.
But Alas, you say. That’s an easy enough mistake to make! And the tree wasn’t trying to take the sword – he was just asking a question.
My reply to you is: Shut up! I won’t have all the science of my post undermined by your paltry logic!
Let me provide another example. If there is one thing Blizzard has used to punish the evildoers in Wrath, it has been to throw all manner of bad stuff on the floor and see who is ignorant enough to stand in it. As it turns out, there are a lot of ill-mannered people out there. They usually look like this:


Stands in the bad


Hey, you malicious fool! That’s demon pee you’re standing in there. Gross.
Then we have the criminally suicidal jerks, who have no concept of threat or the fact that as a warlock they really shouldn’t pull it. Unlike mages, warlocks don’t have the sense to encase themselves in a block of ice or to pull out fetching distractions in the form of Mirror Images. This is why they usually end up tanking the big, bad floor boss, impairing the party’s dps (however slightly) and then forcing someone to resurrect them and then forcing everyone else to rebuff them. Talk about a mana drain. They never did understand that spell correctly.


Tanks the floor boss


Oh yeah, you’ve got the floor under control now. Good job.
While we’re pointing fingers at specific classes, let’s take a look at those feather-brained laser chickens. I bet I don’t even have to mention the way they most frequently cause wipes and display their inconsiderate iniquity. I will anyway. With pictures again, because if I don’t use my angry words, then that makes it okay, right?




“Squawk?” I bet that’s your whole line of defense right there, isn’t it? Try learning mea culpa next time you pull half the damn instance with your stupid stars.
On the subject of stupid, how about that tank that overpulls trash in every instance because “it’s just trash, lol.” The fact that he dies, the healer dies and the dps dies doesn’t convince him that he is the one doing anything wrong, oh no. After all, in any case where a tank dies, odds are it’s the healer’s fault. That’s brainless logic for ya.


Tank Who Overpulls


To be fair, brainless is how we like our tanks. Who else would sign up to get smashed in the face over and over again?
I can tell you who, actually. It’s that person who just comes in and starts blabbing away endlessly about things no one cares about. PUGs are meant to be anonymous and distant transactions among strangers, not cozy gatherings at the coffee shop with the gang where everyone can catch up on each other’s lives. You’re there for badges, not a disquisition on some stranger’s kittens being like, omg, soooo cute!


Just won't STFU


And you know, this is always a gnome. They’re creepy and talkative.
The polar opposite of Miss Talks-A-Lot is the silent and deadly AFK ninja. This person never says anything, ever. Particularly not when they’ve decided to go buy groceries or take a nap mid-instance. One moment they are there and doing their job at least semi-adequately; in the next moment, they are gone, left blankly staring at a wall in a deserted hallway somewhere.
I enjoy kicking them right before the final boss, especially if it looks like they just got back and are moving in the party’s general direction.
I’d say it would teach them, but I find that many of the people one encounters in a PUG aren’t teachable.
Unfortunately, this can result in someone who should have learned to be aware of their surroundings failing to look around them before frantically mashing their keyboard with their face.


Lack of awareness


Jerk hunters! Take a long disengage off a short pier!
That about wraps up the sort of unintelligent things you might encounter in any PUG today. Because I am a giver, though, I also wanted to forewarn everyone of a returning menace. I speak of the once and future menace, Crowd Control breakers.


CC breakers


Look, I like roast mutton as much as the next person, but you break my sheep and I break your face, got it?
There is a magical, mythical place to send all these time-wasting morons you might encounter. It’s called the Bee Pit. It’s a good thing the pit is very deep – there’s always just one more idiot to be found and tossed in.
Speaking of the Bee Pit, DinoTam is standing over my shoulder and demanding to have me include this picture he worked up which details the PUG he would most like to put there. Apparently, he gets this one every time he queues for a random dungeon.


The one PUG DinoTam would push into the Bee Pit.



If you’ll all excuse me, I have a dinosaur to deal with. Him and his smart mouth! But I hope the guide was useful in helping you to identify those villains of the LFD underbelly!

Addicted To PUGs


This vending machine seems more fun than most, though.


There are certain things in life that I avoid, because I know myself. I’ve never gambled on anything – not scratch tickets, bingo, slot machines, horse races. I try not to keep junk food in the house, because it has a powerful lure. I know I couldn’t stop at just one cookie, just one go-round with the slot machine. Throwing my money and my health away doesn’t sound like a good idea.

Joining pick-up groups (especially since LFD was introduced!) has the same shiny allure. You know when you were a kid and you’d pass by the machines at the grocery store that have candy and toys? I loved those things. You can see the toys inside and they look awesome. It’s a miniature dinosaur, or one of those sticky hands you can use to… well, hit your brother with. But PUGs are just like that. (Including but not limited to the fact that sometimes they make you want to hit them like you did your brother, but again…this could just be me).

The cruel reality of those machines is that whenever I put a quarter into one of them – I very seldom got the thing in it that I’d actually wanted. Hoping for Silly Putty? Oh, it’s a… plastic ring with a spider on it. Awesome. But maybe this next one will have something different!

I’m not really the queen of pugging. I think there are other people out there who pug more than I do, who’ve leveled multiple characters via pugging, and who are still doing it today. But I seldom let much time pass before I spin up the “Pug O’ Wheel” and see what it’s going to bring me. I love the thrill of the unknown. Is it going to be a really awesome pug? Will it involve a fun conversation? Will it be so bad that it’s hilarious? Can I write about it?

First and foremost, I enjoy running instances. I have a great guild, and we do that often. But the thing is, the folks in my guild are good. Everything always goes off without a hitch, and we could run most of these instances in our sleep. So it’s more of a social occasion – let’s hang out on vent, talk, and absentmindedly kill things in the meantime. A pug, for obvious reasons, is not like that. I love it, personally – if I’m in the right mood. There were times when I was leveling Vid when I just didn’t want to face the masses. Tanks with no shields, tanks that would never wait for me to drink, DPS and tanks squabbling, people being rude, people being clueless. It all seemed like too much.

Eventually I’d throw myself in there again, per my pugging “rules,” but there were stints when I took a break. It’s important to establish a balance. You can’t always subject yourself to pug after pug without a break. That’d be like only ever eating candy from vending machines. (For good or for ill – I like the sort of sour gum chew things, but nothing with licorice, and nothing that will stick in my teeth). Running things with my guild after too much pugging is comfortable and relaxing. Occasionally it gets too relaxing – then I pug things to remind myself just why I’m in a guild in the first place. It’s a fine balance, and it works for me!

Think about it. Pugging brings:


Most of us have run all of the instances in the game many, many times. (Especially the “current content” ones). I think if I tallied them all on my current characters, the number of times I’ve run instances might depress me. I like running instances, true, but the 200th time you’ve heard Svala Sorrowgrave yell in her raspy voice, “I will be happy to SLAUGHTER them in your name!” it gets kind of old. The people you’re in the instance with are the only thing that ever changes about it. This is especially true in the case of a pug – it’s same-old same-old, until you throw yourself into the unknown. The results can be disastrous or mundane, but you won’t know until you give it a shot!


The things I’ve seen in pugs range from the hilarious and the unbelievable, straight through to the absurd. I’ve seen a hunter who flat-out refused to leave Aspect of the Viper, needed on the Frozen orb at the end of the run after waiting for everyone else to greed (back when this was possible) and then asked, “Another?” I’ve seen one player repeatedly tell the tank about the cake he had (with cocnut [sic] FOR REAL). You’ll have to read that one for yourself, though.

It may be a comedy of errors or just a comedian – in any case, pugging is usually good for a laugh if you don’t take it too seriously. I find it’s better to tend towards the side of “laughter.” Ridiculous and stupid things can happen in pugs, but if I can’t laugh it off I know it’s probably time to take a pug break!


Nothing makes me appreciate my guildies and friends more than accomplishing things with a random group of people. Realize that I don’t necessarily mean “All of these people are SO BAD, what a relief!” (although that’s sometimes the case). It can be something as simple as taking a longer time because not everyone has awesome gear, to having one of those “smooth and silent” runs. Sure, they’re okay. But they aren’t very memorable, and they aren’t very fun. The best fun to be had in the game, for me, is the interactions with other people – whether they are complete strangers, old friends, or a mix of the two. No matter what,  I’m sure I’ll never be able to resist the pull of a pug to keep things interesting. (Yes, since folks have been asking me, I likely will PUG Vid to level 85 when the time comes – but only after I’ve leveled my main!)


My friends: a pirate, a cat, a dirtface, a draenei with a remote control car, a night elf who loves pink mageweave shirts, and a paladin who will NOT STOP CASTING "DI" on me!


A Week Of Pugs!

From the compendium of Random Drawings of Vid. She "fixes" things, when she's not breaking them. Or afterwards.

Good news, everyone!

I’m going on vacation! I’m leaving Sunday. In the meantime, some generous folks have offered to help me out with guest posts on the topic of – you guessed it – pugging!

I know I don’t necessarily write about pugging as often as I used to, but I’ve got a post lined up myself (not fair to have everyone else do ALL the work, after all).  There is going to be some great reading here. Some people have joked that they can’t wait for me to leave!

Here’s what you have to look forward to over the next ten days:

Sunday, Oct. 10th
Yours truly: Addicted To Pugs

Monday, Oct. 11th
Alas of Kiss My Alas: Alas’ Illustrated Guide to Why Pugs Are Evil

Tuesday, Oct. 12th
Apple of Azeroth Apple: Things Pugging Has Taught Me

Wednesay, Oct. 13
Beruthiel of Falling Leaves and Wings: A Day In The Life Of A Pug Tank

Thursday, Oct. 14th:
Joe (He doesn’t have a blog, but it’s a great post): From Bad To Less Bad: Pugging As A Tool To Improve

Friday, Oct. 15th
Traxy of I Like Pancakes: Can’t Spell PuG without UP

Saturday, Oct. 16th
Zelmaru of Murloc Parliament: Stupidity Filter in Grid

Sunday, Oct. 17th
Anea (formerly of Obeying The Muse): A Brief Guide to Races In Pugs

Monday, Oct. 18th
Rades of Orcish Army Knife: Let’s Be Friends, When We’re Not Trying To Kill Each Other

Tuesday, Oct. 19th
Lara of Root & Branch: I’m Rolling Need On You

You Read That Correctly

Yes, Pugging Pally will have more posts while I’m gone than when I’m here. No, I don’t want to hear about it! I’ll still have sporadic internet access so I’ll be dropping in to comment and moderate, but play nice while I’m gone, and maybe take the time to comment and appreciate the hard work everyone’s put into guest posts for me.  I’m really excited to share them all. I tried to place them so that they flow fairly naturally from one to the other and the different angles people chose can contrast. It was like making a mix tape of awesome.

See you in just over a week!