I’ve done nothing wrong. Trust me, I know what not to do.
I don’t share my password with anybody. I can spot phishing attacks a mile away. “blizzardhackyouraccount.com” is a dead giveaway that this is a phishing site.
And yet I was hacked.
They left my Pally a mile above Wintergrasp to fall to his death.
They stripped what they could, sold my Edge of Ruin and Titansteel Destroyer on my two DPS, and who knows what else. They sold the bags, and half the guild bank. For some reason they’d didn’t decimate my personal bank accounts inventory. And they took thousands in gold.
Follow on thoughts:
So after notifying the in-game and battle.net gm’s, and having breakfast, I realize something.
This isn’t a big deal.
I’m not raiding. A guild isn’t dependent on me having wads of gold for consumeables, or being geared right. Everything I have, I got on my own. I work on something, I get something.
Unlike the hackers, gold spammers, and the gold buyers that did this to me, I’ve got a work ethic. I can recover. I spent an evening collecting 200+ saronite ore to craft a set of savage saronite gear with all my eternals. That’s all gone. The ore, the eternals, everything. But I’m not gone. They didn’t delete my mounts. They didn’t delete my hands. … My engineer can craft another pick/hammer device and send it to my miner/blacksmith and he can make anything he could make before. It’s not even a set back, if the time was spent calmly, flying about, collecting virtual things on a virtual character, listening to real music and enjoying being in the environment on the back of a virtual dragon.
I’d probably be happy with just a Worgen, starting out at level 1, and getting to the place where the big dogs run. It’s the fun, not the stuff.