OK, ok. So yesterday I lamented all the Death Knights all around me. But today, I'll confess: I've rolled one too. I'd heard so many rave reviews on the starter quests for the class, that even though I had no intention of leveling a DK, I figured I'd check it out. And yeah. Damn. Wow.
And not just "Yeah. Damn. Wow" cool starter zone. But "Yeah. Damn. Wow" cool class.
I say this as a person who has no intention to tank ever and who really doesn't enjoy melee classes much. Now granted, I did love the dirge in EQ2, but that was a hybrid melee/spellcaster class. I tried leveling a brigand, but the error messages admonishing me for not being behind or not flanking or not being in front of my target were damn annoying (especially when I was playing with a tank who would intentionally turn the mob so I could never land an attack. Grrr, Sal.) But yeah, the DK is powerful and fun, and I can certainly see why folks are eager to play the class.
Of course, this is a shadowpriest blog, and so I'll refer you elsewhere for insight and theorycrafting on DKs. But hey, this is also my gaming blog, so below the fold, you'll find some random observations on my newest toon, Khiya the Unholy Death Knight.
One of my motivations for running through the starter zone was to get a good sense of the Death Knight lore in order to help me craft a story line for Khæli: why would she want to be partnered with a Death Knight? "Hun, you know that's roleplaying," says K-. Well, yes, yes I do. And hopefully I'll be able to pull it off better than this ever-so-friendly player, who although under the mind control of the Lich King, did not forget his P's and Q's:
I know there've been complaints about some of the actions DKs were asked to do by the Lich King. (Um, duh?) Torture, for example. Killing fellow initiates and members of one's own race. I think, in some respects, this is why I never really do well playing "evil" toons. I had a helluva time in EQ2, for example, betraying my troubador to dirge as it involved training, then killing, a dog.
But in several cases, I didn't need the Lich King's mind control to make me want to wipe out these filthy Scarlet peasants. Sometimes I felt bad, sure, for all the slaughter, but then sometimes, I felt pretty damn justified. I mean… ewwww:
But really, the final straw that sent me back onto the Path of Light, more so than any conversation between the Lich King and the Argent Dawn, more so than any remorse for my misdeeds as a member of the Scourge, was seeing this bastard on his mount: