There comes a time in every warrior’s life when quest gear just doesn’t cut it anymore. When a dozen trips to the dye vendor can’t conceal the greenish tint of your minty fresh Level 50 tag, it’s time to head into the belly of the beast. After all, you didn’t come this far to stand around and listen to NPCs chit chat about faeries. Yes, you’re going to have to slog through the intestines of every mechanic of every boss in every dungeon and rip epic armor from the bowels of teamwork. It’s a dirty job, but someone has to save Telara from Regulos. Why not you?

Henry Kissinger once said, “The task of the leader is to get his people from where they are to where they have not been.” This is the primary task of the defensive warrior. He/she is a leader, a coach – someone who moves to inspire and motivate others to persevere over the toughest of obstacles. To be the leader is not an easy task. In Part 3 of the Warrior Overview players will be introduced to various roles, the defensive souls and play-styles, in addition to suggested talent specializations and rotations.

This week the Warrior’s Pulse is pausing to provide some general information regarding runes, items, and consumables. We’ll be back next week with the third and final installment of the Warrior Overview.

It has often been said that the best defense is a good offense, and in this capacity the warrior rivals his/her peers. In Part 2 of the Warrior Overview, players will be introduced to various roles, the offensive souls and play-styles, in addition to suggested talent specializations and rotations.

This overview contains a detailed look into every aspect of the warrior class.

The warrior’s sword clacks furiously upon his opponent’s armor and stings his ears. Sweat beads upon his brow and he grimaces as he gathers all his might to lunge again. Alas, the weapon is growing heavier in his hands and he misses terribly. His adversary cackles and raises his axe, slicing it through the air with ease, connecting with the warrior’s face and splitting his cheek open. The warrior stumbles backward in shock, touching his fingertips to the wound. Enraged, he squeezes the handle of the weapon in his other hand and dashes toward the smirking axe-wielder, thrusting his sword again. For a moment the warrior closes his eyes and listens, waits, for the clack to come again, but it never does. His eyes open just in time to see the sword plunging through armor, his foe collapsing to the ground.