Being that my first char is a barbarian, I tend to consider all my deaths stupid and senseless. I bellow out my gutteral war cry, jump into the fray wildly swinging my duel weapons watching monsters body parts fly in all directions. But, sometimes when I'm out of red koolaid, and no red globby thingy appears in time... I die, then run back and jump right back in again. Thinking? That's for wizards... I'm just trying not to be distracted by the incredible distance that last monsters bloody head flew... Coooool!
But, seriously... I'm beginning to know when to jump out again. Partying is harder, since self preservation means leaving the squishy wizards, witch doctors, and demon hunters to fend for themselves... So, I tend to try to kill what's killing them, heedless of what's killing me.
But, seriously... I'm beginning to know when to jump out again. Partying is harder, since self preservation means leaving the squishy wizards, witch doctors, and demon hunters to fend for themselves... So, I tend to try to kill what's killing them, heedless of what's killing me.