Events move faster than I anticipated. I’ve barely assembled my first set of matching armor when the field general in the Guardian camp mounts me on a horse and pretty much pats me on the back with a “Good luck, son!” as he orders me into the rift. This is the kind of pacing I’d expect any other MMO to take a hundred hours to reach. But here I am, just a handful of (admittedly casual) hours into this thing, and I’m “ready” to take on the black dragon Regulos and his lackey avatar, King Aedraxis. If I’m feeling a little unprepared I only have every MMO I’ve played before to blame. Even the battle-heavy Warhammer Online can’t match this breakneck turn of events.