Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday Royal Jesters,
Happy birthday to you!

It was the guilds forth birthday earlier on in the week and to mark the occasion there were festivities to bring everyone together. There was a transmog competition, a quiz and a pvp knock out tournament.
RT2 had hoped that we could start an hour earlier on Sunday and try mythic Hellfire Assault but alas, seeing as most of us are grownups with responsibilities like children, who don’t want to go to bed early so mummy and daddy can play wow, we were destined to be short on numbers.
So on that note we decided to get to Highmaul. With that it meant that a few of us could get the achievement for doing certain bosses on HC and who doesn’t like achievement points?

We made our way over and upon landing it was apparent that we had forgotten in an instant that we could fly. The last time we were over here we had to run to the raid, dodging horde and mobs alike. If someone got caught then it was tough-tits and you left them. No one wanted to spend 10 minutes ressing to only be killed again. Danue pointed out that our mounts wings actually worked and we took to the skies.
Most of us were gathered up outside when Jolly gave out a ‘call to arms’ as he was being attacked at the Goblin flight path. Two Hordies were attacking him and as we coordinated or efforts and flew back to him, he told us they had buggered off.
“It took so long for them to kill me they gave up and left” he laughed.
“Autobots, stand down” Opala added.

We went back again. And this time got in.
Old habits took over and we headed up to Bladefist.
“Don’t forget the tigers in this” I started… “and he’s going to do chain hurl as well, where the closest five will be thrown into the stands”
“I’m not sure he’s going to last that long…” Deko chimed in.
He lasted long enough for us to kill him before he needed to be dragged into a fire pillar. My marking of them had gone to waste. /cry

I lead the charge onto the next boss but was apparently going the wrong way. Upon doubling back on myself I ensued that I brought friends with me. I say friends in the loosest possible terms as they seemed to be quite angry to see me.
Once dealt with, we went the correct way and had Insaria cloak us to get past a group of mobs. It was going well until Alune was snatched out by a chain and we all started running around in circles, not sure if we should help and leave the cloaking circle or try and stay hidden.
There was a conversation about two hunters that I had no idea who they were going on about but thought I’d throw my two cents in.
“Remember those two hunters? Those girls, they were good…”
“Two hunters, one pet?” was my input.
“Yeah, those as well”

We got to Twins and upon entering the room it was decided that we should do it like lfr and pull the room.
We actually put markers down again to use. This time they lasted long enough to use Quake.
“Don’t get hit by fire” Jolly asked.
“Aw fuck…”
“Did you get hit by fire?” Alune asked.
“Of course I did” I replied.

Making our way up to Ko’ragh we waited for Moose to get in. I went into auto pilot and started going on about the barrier and needing to soak the orbs.
“I seriously doubt that he’s going to last that long…”
Dang this being over geared thing is hard to get your head around. Especially considering the last time we were here was a year ago!

I put up the markers for old times sake. This confused some of them.
“What are all the colours for?”
“Well, when he came out and hit one of you with his massive hammer, you would go and move to the next marker. Don’t worry, I’m just doing it for a screenshot…” I said as I was tweeting it out.
We got the the first barrier and then he fell over. Onwards!

Going up the stairs to the giant outside platform, someone pulled the mobs there.
“What are we doing?! You can sneak past all of these…” I blurted as I was suddenly in combat.
We all attacked them for a good five minutes before we realised they weren’t dying and more were spawning.
“What is going on?”
“What even is this?”
“Guys, let’s get to the door…”

Killing the guard we went through the portal with a shout of “don’t run forward!”
Taking out the guards in the portal room; in front of the door and in the throne room as well, we braced ourselves for the might that is/was Imperator.
We did zero tactics. Complained about having to wait 15 seconds for the wave of ghosts. Complained that he transitioned too quickly. Complained that nothing hurt.

Once we had killed him we went back to Hellfire.
Landing on Iskars doorstep, Danue noticed that it was called ‘Iskars Clutch’
“Have you noticed the name?” she said. “Iskars Clutch!”
“This place is clutch!” I added. Which resulted in a troll of Chris for his many moons ago use of the word clutch. Which Moose remembered fondly it seems…

Jolly was about to put a pull timer up when I felt the need to point something out.
“Are you putting up markers?”
“Oh fuck me” he sighed “Yes I am…”

There was also the issue of Jolly not being in the slightest bit ready…

After we got the boss down there was some congratulations in order.
“I was to congratulate Ketod for lasting longer than I did!” Hellsreaper said.
Ketod? He stayed silent…