Created by dedicated Cutting Edge raiders with the intention of pushing mythic content competitively. We are looking for focused and enthusiastic raiders for our roster in BFA; if you are experienced, adaptable, and committed to progression, we might be the place for you!
druid (balance) medium
mage (arcane) high
mage (fire) high
mage (frost) high
monk (healer) high
priest (healer) medium
rogue (sub) medium
warlock (affliction) high
Other: exceptional players of classes/specs not listed are always welcome as we look to take the best players we can to progress.
Current raid times:
Progression: Tuesday & Wednesday 6:30-10:00 PM CST
Optional clear content: Thursday 6:30-10:00 PM CST
For trialing information, or to join as a friend, please contact:
Honeybaked#1579 (Guild Master, Raid Lead)
Enip1ez#1958 (Officer)
Azuba#1165 (Officer)
Sylkies#1735 (Officer)
If you intend to trial, please have heroic or mythic raiding logs from Uldir ready when speaking to a recruiter. As we are progression focused, we will only be considering those with experience for our mythic roster.
In addition to raiding, we have a community of players who love to push M+.
Drama, abuse or harassment is treated with a zero tolerance policy, we aim to maintain a professional environment during raid.
The Lord Tact whispered to me of you in prophetic visions. He spoke of a small spark of fire, an ember. In the visions, I saw mountains made of endless orc flesh. I ventured into a cave opening, just barely visible among the writhing flesh of the orcs. The Lord Tact's voice called to me as I descended deeper into the cavern.
At the heart of the orc-mountain, a light was cast upon me! An ancient Titan artifact, rectangular and glowing from one side, floated upon a pedestal. I took it into my hands, partially expecting the writhing flesh-cave to collapse! When it did not, I poked at the device and swiped up and down. The rectangular block had a screen on one side, and spewed prophecy in an obscure dialect of ancient dwarven (which I am obviously familiar with).
The words spoke of a creature wearing a skull mask with a birdhouse glued to the top. The being would come in the form of an overly progressive member of the horde, dedicated to social upheaval within the Horde.
I believe you are that creature. You wear the mask, and you have a little house on your head. Tell me, agent of prophecy! Who are you? Where do you come from? Where are you going? You seek to assemble a cult surrounding you, but to what end?
Hail Tact!
At the heart of the orc-mountain, a light was cast upon me! An ancient Titan artifact, rectangular and glowing from one side, floated upon a pedestal. I took it into my hands, partially expecting the writhing flesh-cave to collapse! When it did not, I poked at the device and swiped up and down. The rectangular block had a screen on one side, and spewed prophecy in an obscure dialect of ancient dwarven (which I am obviously familiar with).
The words spoke of a creature wearing a skull mask with a birdhouse glued to the top. The being would come in the form of an overly progressive member of the horde, dedicated to social upheaval within the Horde.
I believe you are that creature. You wear the mask, and you have a little house on your head. Tell me, agent of prophecy! Who are you? Where do you come from? Where are you going? You seek to assemble a cult surrounding you, but to what end?
Hail Tact!