Once i was with a group of elves in Mistmoore, i was the only dwarf there, they were all my guildmates. A twinked elf druid came by, and started attacking me, while we were fighting, my group/guildmates were encouraging him, and saying how good he was, so i started hitting them instead of him, and he proceded to stop attacking me, healed and buffed me, at first they didn't get it until i killed one of ours. they then ported out and asking me what the fuck i was up to.
Started chating with the guy, we had a great laugh at those people, eventually called them names as i used be 15 years old at that time, he liked it. Found out he was the alt of one of the most hated guild on the server, The Twelves Prophets, on Vallon Zek, a guild supposed to be composed with one member of each race.
I joined another guild who was for short people only, but i became a secret spy for that guy, and a rezzer when it was hard for them to get rezzed by anyone outside their guild, my informations were limited as i was alot lower, but while leveling i gave him a couple good informations that served the purpouse of wiping a couple of raids.
I ended up joining a serious guild and never betrayed them, but basically, it was fun leveling with the "feeling" of doing something special.
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