The Tree Healer Creed (Inspired by Big Bear Butt Blogger)

The Tree Healer Creed
(Inspired by Big Bear Butt Blogger)

I shall lay out all raid member's health bars upon my screen, so that I may observe their rise and fall, an undulation not unlike branches swaying in a gentle breeze.

If I see a health bar decrease, I shall click on that bar and place a spell of Rejuvenation on them. If the decrease was large, they may get another spell cast on them. If that spell is Nourish, Lifebloom, Swiftmend, or Regrowth, the possibilities are as numerous as my leaves.

The spell of Wild Growth shall always be on cooldown; when it is not cast many a wail of pain and death shall be heard.

I shall use a macro for my Battle Resurrection spell so that the raid and most importantly the recipient are aware that they are to soon rejoin the fray.

If the recipient of the Battle Resurrection spell is a caster, they shall also be bestowed an Innervate when they rise.

Should the ally I resurrected in battle die soon after they rise, I shall forgive them; such is the nature of life and death. But they shall be sweared at. 20 minutes cooldown is an eternity, even for a tree.

Should I need to, I will forsake the comforts of my boughs and revert to my common form to entangle an enemy in roots or envelop enemies in the fires of the moon and stars. But I will not like it.

If I am healing a tank, they shall receive the full blessing of my many heals, so many that they cascade upon one another, as drops of rain quench the thirst of burning, parched soil.

I shall not stand in the fire, or do other things that cause undue stress on my fellow healers. I shall also remember to heal myself should I commit such a grievous sin.

If no other suitable druid is at hand, I shall cast Thorns on the tank. Sometimes the workings of nature are subtle and delicate, but in the end a tangible contribution.

I shall gear myself in the finest of leathers and cloths of epic quality. Every bare patch shall be bejeweled in the finest of gems, and enchanted with the most magical of enhancements. But I shall never grind Hodir to exalted, for that is boring. Even a tree needs to have fun now and then.

I shall not secretly take the talents desirous for player versus player combat and hope no one notices; my talents and glyphs shall be purely selected and dedicated towards the goal of slaying our greatest foes.

The tree healer's motto: If the tank dies, it is our fault. If the DPS dies, it is our fault. If another healer dies, it is our fault. If we wipe, it was totally the paladin's fault.