I took a non-healing alt into Naxx last night, and I discovered something I had never noticed before. If you really step back to think about it, the wandering Entwives that are druid treeforms are hilarious in battle.
As we leapt into Gluth’s room and began to pour damage into the giant patchwork dog, our group’s druid healer was nowhere near me. I began my usual happy dps rotation of fire, fire and more fire. And then, out of nowhere, a tree scooted past me, filling my screen for a second with bark and swirling green tree-hands. Then she was gone, off to do her tree thing, so quickly it was almost as if it hadn’t happened. And it occurred to me in an odd out-of-game experience that a tree had just walked past me. Looking ridiculously out of place in the dungeon filled with the giant dog, I might add.
It was much like in a movie, when Character #1 is doing something innocent in an entirely oblivious fashion, like talking on the phone, while behind him through the window we the audience see a madcap zaniness play out as Character #2 attempts to get #1’s attention while Character #3 tackles #2 from behind. Character #1 often blinks out the window, and, seeing nothing, continues talking. These type of scenes always have me in stitches, and, having rather randomly removed myself from the normal suspension of disbelief that we have in-game, this tree episode was no different.
“I’m dead,” came over vent as one of the kiters fell to the groaning noises coming from behind my mage in Gluth’s chamber.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw something brown and leafy dart past in an “Everything’s okay, nothing to see here” fashion.
A lone zombie lumbered past me and then, presumably aggro’d by one of the kiters, lumbered back to the back again, this time trailed at the edge of my vision by what really looked like a walking (and fairly agitated) tree.
The tree appeared again, this time with the zombie trailing it.
The thought “Hmmm…? Tree…?” drifted through my mind.
The tree popped past a third time, now with several zombies following it. Those zombies seem like trouble, I thought, and I Frost Nova’d them into place and scooted out of the way.
The zombie apocalypse situation behind us (that no one in front of me was acknowledging) seemed to be devolving. But I still hadn’t turned my screen to look, and no one was asking for help, so I didn’t really know what was going on back there.
It seemed so farcical that I wouldn’t have been surprised if I’d turned around to see a warrior punching a zombie in the face, only to pause at my glance and feign innocence, as a random tree in half movement stood suddenly still.
“Everything okay?” I would say.
“No problem here,” the warrior would respond, trying to surreptitiously sidle away from the tree and towards a mass of zombies.
The tree would perhaps cough and then go very still.
With a final suspicious glance at the tree – I could have sworn I’d seen it MOVE! – I would decide to let it go. “Alright then.” And it would be back to the giant dog.
So the next time you are in a big raid battle, in the midst of the confusion and dps-ing and healing and general strife, take a gander at your local grove of healing trees and see if you can see the silly there.