Right into a pack of mobs.
There were only two of them, but it never once occurred to me that perhaps, just maybe, I should have clicked off my parachute to avoid hitting them. Instead I’m considering “how will I survive this one?” and “two elite mobs? NO PROBLEM.”
This is why I am a bad raider.
I think Winnie is going to develop a fear of heights at this rate. Or at least a fear of parachutes.
(I also managed to sheep myself tonight. Gnomer is an AWESOME instance.)
Cynwyn: I can’t believe I pulled those mobs.