Looking back at things, I realize where I went wrong.
When I finally gave in and tried WoW out, I had such a good time with the experience of it, that I just wanted to play. I didn’t want to learn such silly things as class mechanics.
It took me perhaps five or ten *cough* levels after getting talents to realize I had points to invest. I was having fun, though, dammit!
So, I saw all these tasty points and thought to myself, “Well, let’s see… I like THIS and THIS and THIS… OH! That looks nice!”
I felt like I was at the farmer’s market on a summer morning, and saw all this tasty produce in front of me. Sure, I have no clue what this weird vegetable is, but I’ll find something to make with it, I’M SURE.
My brother-in-law whispered me in-game, and asked me what spec I wanted to play. Did I ask what he meant by that? No. I saw myself as a Orcish Army Knife. Why pigeonhole me as one thing or the other? SPECIALIZATION is for noobs!
Let’s just pass over this part, though:
He asked, “Are you going to be balance?”
I thought, “But… I do have my talent points balanced.”
Yep. Let’s move right along, nothing to see here!
After being yelled at for a horrible spec (at that precise moment, I still wasn’t sure how he knew I had such a bad spec), I trundled off to Thunder Bluff and spent a little of my hard-earned silver on a respec.
Even after I did that, I still wasn’t exactly a student of the talent trees. I still was too stubborn to really understand how your spec choices influence the best way to play your character.
Of course, I look back at things and can’t believe I made it that difficult. However, with great struggles come great things. Right? Right??
The other day, I was taking my young Worgen through Wailing Caverns. The tank dinged. I provided my congratulations, then we sat. And sat. And sat.
The tank then said, “Sorry, talent point.”
I cheerfully told him no worries, as I chuckled to myself, “Taking all that time to choose that ONE talent point. That noob.”
Oh, wait. DAMMIT. *grumble*