It started innocent enough. I just wanted to run around and wear pretty armor and use a greatsword.
Wait, theres no greatswords in game yet. Oh well, the closest thing to a typical warrior is Marauder. Oh well, Marauder it is. I'll just go DPS meanwhile greatswords or Dark knight arrives.
Quickly learned the harsh way I cant queue for anything as DPS, Marauder is only tank. Oh well, I got an AoE that gets hatred and a few moves that gets hatred. All I need is some heavy armor and I should be good. I should be humble and be nice and courteous, because Im a DPS and I know what other players wait trough to enter instances and queues to find themselves another one of those Primadonnas arrogant god-complex wannabee tank. I also learn as I go, so I shouldnt chew other people if they also learning.
What keeps me doing great? paranoia. I literately foam trough the mouth every single time I see any random mob even looking at my party. I go spam that flash thingy Gladiators have, some AoEs, get all the mobs facing away from party so the red AoEs dont hit them, carry potions and some food, use common sense, etc etc. I would never want my tank to let a mob go slap me if I was DPS, I been there, so I wont let it happen to them.
Now almost lv 40 Warrior, Im actually having fun tanking all the time for random people while explaining things and cracking my usual jokes and silliness.I have yet to become another one of those arrogant tanks because I know every member is important just as I am. I cant do well without my DPS or Healers.
Moral of the story; Eat your vegetables.
Edited, Sep 11th 2013 5:11pm by Mourniquet