I'm questing on Birdfall (started again yesterday because Alliance swarmed Zuluhed and I couldn't finish up Dusty). Moon Guard is a normal RP server, no auto-PVP, and it's really relaxing when I'm sick of Alliance jerks.
So I'm questing this morning and I see this orc warrior, 1 level lower than me.
His name is yellow.
This means he's flagged for PVP.
I pass him once.
I stealth and start to wonder if he's afk.
And the whole time, my fingers itch toward my attacks.
I could take him out so easy, my mind croons. Think of the satisfaction. The pwnage.
No, I tell my mind. I came here to get away from that!
I watch him as I kill orcs for talismans. I'm in agony. He's half health.
He finally begins to move, attacks a mob that may have been on him. I was too busy fantasizing about his dead body to notice.
Another mob joins the fray, casting fireballs from a distance. His health is going down quickly.
My mind cries Go go go! And the rest of me joins in. Finish him!
I watch, desperately cheering the mobs, praying they wipe that PVP flag from him by the time he rezzes.
I let out a satisfied sigh as if I killed him myself.
I sit back. The temptation is dead on the ground.