The Elders of Turalyon is a World of Warcraft guild on the Turalyon-US server, Alliance faction. Founded in March 2006, our guild is based on the promise that we are all like-minded adults that are interested in experiencing all that WoW has to offer.

Many in our guild have families and other real-life commitments that need to come first. Some have mere moments to commit to their time with us, others spend a great deal learning the intricacies of the game. Yet somehow all of these different types of players find themselves happily coexisting and helping one another whenever they can. In our guild, you get to define your own role, schedule, and level of involvement based on what you want to do.

Players new to the game will find a wonderful group of folks to help them in quests, dungeons, and other aspects of the game. We have many experienced players that are always willing to answer questions about character choices, specs, items, or play style. In The Elders, you can expect caring, helpful people to take an interest in your personal progression.

Experienced players have equal access to raiding that does not require mandatory participation, an active schedule that plans several raids a week (some regularly, others off-schedule), and a unique loot distribution method that does not penalize those who cannot attend raids often. The Elders will satisfy your need to cover new ground, challenge yourself individually, and get you into places you've always wanted to go without the added stress of making raiding your second job.

In many ways, our guild defies convention. We offer benefits to casual players as well as players that spend a lot of time in the game. Both are welcome, and both have found happiness in our social confines. We are a casual guild that raids, but neither "casual" nor "raiders" truly defines us. We are unique.

If you would like to learn more about our guild, please have a look around our website. When you are ready to apply for membership, please read our rules and then apply.

Icecrown Citadel: Knock Knock Knockin'

... on Arthas' door....

The last of the bosses between the Elders and the Lich King has fallen! Sindragosa put up quite a fight in defense of her master - phases 1 and 2 are deceptively straightforward, but phase 3 proved to be a tough nut to crack. I think she'll hold the record for most number of wipes at less than 10% for WotLK.

Thanks and congratulations to everyone on the progression team:
Ariis, Arturus, Blase, Celi, Dontee, Gohloem, Kataklism, Kelleb, Loudfiero, Reyknight, Taggartfly, Tribian, Vorissa, Windfaller
Even though not every one of us were able to be there for the kill, every single one of us contributed to the learning process.

Icecrown Citadel: 10/12

You read it here first! We had a busy weekend in ICC, adding two more bosses to our list of downed bosses on the way to the Lich King.
Three cheers for the crews that attended and all their hard work, but especially our fearless Raid Leader Tribian. His hard work formulating strategies for these two bosses we'd never encountered before last Friday translated into first kills of both by Sunday night.

Blood Queen Lana'thel: 4/16/10: Dontee, Celi, Ariis, Kelleb, Arturus, Vorissa, Kataklism, Gohloem, Reyknight, Tribian
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Valithria Dreamwalker: 4/18/10: Dontee, Celi, Ariis, Taggartfly, Arturus, Vorissa, Kataklism, Gohloem, Reyknight, Tribian
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Happy Birthday to Us! Happy Birthday to Us

Happy 4th Anniversary, Elders!
Well, to be fair, it's a rather belated birthday, as the Guild was actually originally founded by Usul sometime in the last week of March.

To celebrate, the guild tackled Ahn'Quiraj, then went to Stormwind and partied in the Garden District.

As Murphy's Law would have it, I was unable to attend this year's Anniversary party, but I hear there was no, and I mean NO fun* to be had by anyone. Really. At. All. Ever. Even when the costume portion of the party broke out. 'Nuff Said.

For my contribution to the Anniversary season, (and the Blood Prince kill) I wrote the following post, a bit of a departure from my usual. Hope you enjoy it.

*guild in-joke.

ICC: The Crimson Halls

The soft rustling of Acolyte's robes and a discrete cough announced the presence of the messenger as loudly as a fanfare of trumpets, when contrasted with the preternatural silence that existed just seconds before in the Kirin Tor Grand Archive. A few more moments passed while the Mage sat, unmoving. Finally, he acknowledged the presence of the messenger with the slowly deliberate raising of his eyes to meet those of the waiting boy and a quizzical quirk of the left eyebrow.

'Master, the -ahem- gentlemen you were expecting has arrived, sir' whispered the boy, a touch of uncertainty causing a hitch in his voice. A brief nod of the scholarly Mage's head served both as acknowledgement of the message, and dismissal of the messenger. Steepling his hands before his chin, the Mage spent a few more minutes lost in contemplation, then simply disappeared.
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The Warrior strode confidently into the chamber that he knew belonged to the Mage, and was not suprised in the least to find that he had not yet arrived. Nor was he suprised when the Mage suddenly appeared beside him.

"Hello, old friend. What is it that you wanted to show me?"

Both men reached out a hand and placed it on the large crystalline sphere set in a dragon's claw stand on the table before them. At their touch, the interior of the stone began to cloud, and an image formed.
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Large gates of dark, twisted metal lay broken before the huge battering ram built on a tremendous wooden wheeled seige engine. All around the device a host of adventurers stood waiting with varying degrees of patience to begin the assault on the Lich King's fortress. The view in the crystal swooped and soared around them as a snowflake might, propelled by the faintest of zephyrs. When it finally settled, the group of people shown were all wearing the same tabard, and obviously knew each other well. Some prepared by leafing through spell books one last time, others prayed to the Light, yet others merely tightened the straps on battered armor and shields one last time.
Finally, the command was given. One Paladin turned to the other and banged his sword once agains his shield, muttering in a gruff voice - "Let's do this." With enough of a tumultous roar to shake the very firmament above, the throng rushed through the gates.
The assault of Icecrown Citadel had begun.
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Images began to form and then dissipate faster and faster -
Legions of undead Nerubian fighters locked in deadly combat with the living are replaced by the vision of a floating skeletal monstrosity whose wingspan is greater than most buildings. Beams of cold blue flame shoot out from him to strike unwary combatants. A lich in some form of shield bubble preaches to a crowd of enraptured cultists. Two giant flying ships are locked in mortal combat, nearly crashing them both on the sides of the citadel. An Orc Death Knight single-handedly defies the might of the Alliance, holding his post to the very end.
A monstrous abomination stands knee deep in some noxious gas, laying waste to those around him. Another similarly large and grotesque creation spews tremendous quantities of stomach contents all around him. An alchemist randomly mixes ghastly concoctions which cause him to undergo strange mutations.

Three San'layn vampire princes terrorize the adventurers who face them. All these and more meet their ultimate fate at the hands, swords and spells of the group from the earlier vision.
At the last, they stand gathered at the entrance to a blood red chamber containing the Blood Queen, ruler of the San'layn.
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The images and sounds slowly faded away as the two men withdrew their hands from the crystal sphere. Companionable silence filled the room as the two contemplated what they had just seen and it's implications for the future.
"Excellent. Thank you for showing me this, Neuriel. You and the Elders have done a lot to be proud of. May good fortune continue to favor you as the final confrontation with Arthas draws ever nearer."
Clasping the Mage's hand firmly in his own, the Warrior responds: "Thank you Usul, for all that you've done for the cause, and the Guild. May fortune favor you too, that you may find that which you seek."
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Congratulations to all who participated in this kill: Gohloem, Celi, Zebodol, Tribian, Kataklism, Arturus, Ariis, Vorissa, Reyknight, Geofry.

ICC: The Horrors of the Plagueworks III - Putricidal Tendencies

It was a hard - if disgusting - fight, but the 'father' of Rotface and Festergut, the Lich King's chief constructor of abominations and architect of the plague, Professor Putricide fell to the Elders on March 19th, 2010.

Present for the guild first kill: Ariis, Galestrom, Arturus, Windfaller, Dranissa, Dontee, Kelleb, Tribian, Vorissa, and Celi

Riding the wave of euphoria after the kill, a group of entrepid Elders proceeded to cross off one more thing from the bucket list: The Twilight Zone

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