Duskwood remains my fav zone and my fav memories from Vanilla.
It started just looking across the river and seeing that dark scary forest with critters walking around who were labeled red. Deadly for lowbie me. When they became orange swam across and tried my luck, nearly died.
Finally, I was ready a few levels later. Was as dangerous as advertised. The silently patrolling Mor’ladrim killed me a few times, walked up behind while I was fighting a mob and just smashed me. Great quests, great NPC’s, gorgeous art. The first time I saw the black widow spiders and the worgen??? Unforgettable.
Then suddenly one day everyone is screaming about “STITCHES” and I have no idea what’s going on. Was not prepared for what I saw. He was doing his thing, flinging bodies left and right, gigantic and horrifying. My little hunter shot him a few times, he killed my cat in one swipe. Finally, it felt like the whole zone teamed up to bring him down.
I was sweating, shaking a bit, definitely in awe. Where did he come from? What the hell was he? Would he come back???
Vanilla WoW felt huge, dangerous, and mysterious. There was so much out there that you didn’t know or understand, and most of it could kill you. There was no talk of “tuning”; Stitches and Mor’ladrim were there, they were real and in the world. You either came correct with allies or you ran for your life.
And the cherry on top of Duskwood? When it was finally revealed to me much later in end game what was behind those mountains in the center of the zone.
Stitches and those memories are the best argument I can muster against mob scaling. That feeling of being small and awestruck in a huge and deadly world has been lost as WoW has progressed. I don’t want to be THE Hero, I want to be A Hero. The game should not revolve around me, I should be a part of the world. One soldier in an epic confrontation(s). With that formula legendary moments happen when something like Stitches happens to you.
tl;dr - Stitches is one of the main reasons I will play Classic.