I don’t like leaving guilds. Even when it’s warranted or overdue, I feel guilty for an act that feels selfish, disloyal. I don’t like the grovelling “Wait! We can change,” as it’s a reminder that what is supposed to be a group of folks with like-minded goals and gameplay has denigrated into an abusive relationship, of sorts. I don’t like answering the litany of questions — “Why did you go?!” — when, by the time I’ve actually made the decision to deguild, the reason is apparent.
When we got home from work last night, K- and I counted to three, logged in, and disbanded. And of course, the flood of whispers began. One of the officers wanted to dispute that the Nazi accusation was a big deal; and even though they’d said “don’t let the door hit you on the way out,” they hadn’t really wanted us to go.
We were gone.
We put in applications with another guild last night, and we were admitted this morning. So it’s back to Initiate status for Khaeli and Kaleyen. And we shall see if I get to stay Discipline, or if I’m asked to be Shadow or Holy. I’m fine either way, although I guess I’ll need to L2CoH and L2Gear4Spirit.
Rather than ramble on about the wisdom of knowing when to leave, I’ll leave you with the “wisdom” of the LFG channel: