I like to pride myself on my stupid luck sometimes, and last night was another sterling example of lady lucky shining her gilded, drooling countenance upon me. We were on Chimaeron and had a bit of a rough start. At least five people dead going in phase 2, terrible timing putting a massacre right near the start of phase 2, and down a healer for most of the fight to boot. I was pretty confident we were going to wipe but we continued on nonetheless. Phase 2 begins and I immediately tell the other tank, Ronada, I’m bubbling and high-tail my cowardly behind out of there.
Positioned on the other side of the room, Chimmy soon makes quick work out of poor Ronada and heads right for me. My first instinct is to start popping cooldowns like it’s going out of style. The next minute turns into something of a blur as I somehow continued to live. After nearly a minute I finally keel over, Chimaeron at somewhere around 5% health. We finish him off as people are questioning how the hell I just did what I did.
Honestly, I had no clue outside of suspecting a healthy dose of fortune. Hitting up the logs this morning I checked out the 51 seconds I spent tanking Chimaeron in phase 2 and saw the following:

So basically, I parried an attack. Ate the second, dropping me down to 1 hp. Parried the next attack. Full absorbed the two attacks (a double strike) after that. Next attack missed. Followed by another absorb, then two more dodges. In that time span I got healed enough to put me over 10k hp and thus able to eat another hit. And so I did, knocking me back to 1 hp. Then I parried the next attack, but couldn’t avoid the one after that. At only 119 hp I bit the dust.
I think this qualifies for now as my most impressive avoidance streak.


