Let's make it an interview #3

Lore Role-playing
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Dear Elune, no!
I never followed that murderous undead filth!
Our membership is the result of a moment of temporary insanity of the First Arcanist. We are withdrawing quietly, trust me, of the maters of this ragtag band of misfits and murderers. And Trolls.
Nor we following some blood-soaked war veteran and interstellar refugee of a dead world, thank you. As I said, fewer and fewer Shal’Dorei are on the fields risking their life. Just look around, we are not going to die for some strange sense of “honor” of an invading monster nor to fuel the undead army of the Lich Queen
Don’t be surprised if the Sin’Dorei will come with us… and the Taurens.
I don’t really care about the greenskin invaders’ so-called honor and rituals…
Not to mention, that corpse-thing would cheat anyway, and/or her lapdog I’m sure just shoot Saurfang in the back to save his beloved leader, removing the problem entirely

Now, I know I’m not an Aliance member, but I will answer anyway
I would say: who would have guessed, they find their inner Highborne and finally done something for their race and Azeroth.
We would immediately rise the shield of Suramar and watch the bloodbath from safety and mourn the Sin’Dorei. And maybe the Tauren. But all and all, Azeroth would be better without the Horde’s filth
Oh, and I would hope the Kaldorei, after finding their spine and balls and destroyed the Horde, would continnue with the humans, gnomes and everyone who is not Us…
Come now,; don’t tell me you’d object to a little genocide in the name of self-defense!

Question: would you help to create a New Well of Eternity? Be it gathered liquid Azerite or from a vial of water from the original, would you help the Shal/Kal/Ren/Sin/Fal/Quel’Dorei (choose one or more if you would help) to re-create the Well to use it… for noble things. Like saving the World. Yes or no, tell us, why? And wich one?

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"Most definitely no. Even without the threat of the Legion using it against us, we have azerite already, we don’t need something else for our rulers to argue and fight over. "

“I’m sure the next world ending threat will arrive soon, as it always does, then we’ll have a break from the war, defeat it, then go back to killing each other. Another Well of Eternity would be nothing more than a second Azerite. An excuse to kill each other.”

Question:
If you could ask three things from your faction leader that they would have to, without a fail grant you, what would you ask?
Anwsers such as “their throne” or “all their gold” do not qualify.

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“No more holding back, because -she- won’t. Just because we might have the moral right of it doesn’t mean we’ll win the war. If you can’t handle that, Anduin, pass the crown to someone who can.”

Dangerbeard pauses for a moment.

"Don’t even think about placing the damned thing on my head, by the way.

Question: Which rule will you never break?

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“I will never let my animal companions suffer.”

Teknetia stares down at Bowser and pets his head

“My animals are more than just companions to me… they are my family. We fight together as one and if the day came that a battle meant that living would… that… meant that they would suffer…”

Teknetia places a fist over his mouth, surprised by the sudden flood of emotion flowing through him

“I just wouldn’t let it happen.”

Question: You can have any artifact weapon from any other class. Which one do you pick and why?

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“Felo’melorn,” Kaeimar states, without hesitation. “That runeblade is a formidable weapon in its own right. But more than that? It is a symbol of my people. It has been borne by the King’s of the Eternal Realm since before many of the younger races were taking their first bumbling steps in the mud. And it deserves to return to its rightful home.”

The knight leans back in his chair, brow furrowed. “The fact that it may have lost its power is irrelevant. It is as much a status symbol as it is a weapon.”

Question: If - with the blessing of the Bronze Flight - you could turn back time and prevent one singular event from occurring, what would it be and why?

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The Elf soared lightly in the night sky, it was surreal to him to see Quel’thalas as it had been for most of his life, even more surreal to think the Bronze Dragonflight would have granted him this chance, this chance….

To Put Things Right.

No Scar marred it, it teemed with life, small hamlets and enclaves filled with people, he knew, all too soon, most of those people would be wailing, and fleeing as refugees…

Those that survived…

He could put it right, for just such a small price, in the scale of the misery that would ensue. Quel’thalas would remain strong, he would never lose his younger sister, Kayrissa, to becoming Wretched, he would never have lost Raycheyall, and the child in her belly, Durovante, when the Exile happened, for there would be No Exile… No Exile meant they would not have lived in Theramore, when a mad tyrant destroyed it all in an arcane blue haze, He just had to weigh it up, you see…Sparkles of light trailed Sunspear’s wings…he should, the Gold Dragonflight having sent them both back… He should…not be here any more than Brigante should, Whilst Brigante had flown in these fateful days, it had been Sunspear’s Grandsire he had flown, Time plays tricks on us all…

A Strong Quel’thalas, meant that the Alliance, and its friendly powers would stymie Arthas’s madness that was reported from Lordaeron, Kil’jaeden would have never had his foothold, there would have been no frozen madness of slaying and bludgeoning, the blood on the snow in Northrend… The Price was really so, so very small, in the greater scheme of things.

Just one Death, and the last decades of horror for the entire world could all go away…

He looked below him, as Sunspear silently banked, it was HIM. It was undoubtedly Him…Everyone knew his face…

The song, a bitter one, rattled in his ears as Sunspear angled over the path where the Hawkstrider rode, two bodyguards also mounted….A bitter pill. Three deaths then, three, balanced against all others, could he do that? Murder and know it was for the Good?

He crooned to himself as they trailed the procession as they headed south….

“Deatholm City is by the Elf-gate,

Blow the Bugle, draw the sword,

For the Traitor showed his face behind the Wall,

Wall, wall, wall wall,

Walls of Deatholm City, Walls of Deathholm City, in the dark….

The people started cheering, as the Enemy we were nearing,”

“Deatholm City’s a blasted place,

Blow the bugle, draw the sword,

But they’d made a grand mistake, when they’d sent us against the…

Walls, walls, walls walls,

Walls of Deatholm city, Walls of Deatholm City, in the Dark,

,We were shot down, in our Masses,

By the Gargoyle troops of Arthas

Across the Walls of Deatholm city, in the dark…”

“Deatholm City is Sun and Dust,

Blow the bugle, draw the sword,

I’d sooner have been shot down first,

Rather crash behind the Walls, Walls, Walls Walls

Walls of Deatholm City, Walls of Deatholm city, in the Dark

Keep your Officers beside you, and they will surely guide you,

Across the Walls of Deatholm City, in the Dark…”

“Deatholm City was a trap,

Blow the Bugle, draw the sword,

They shot us down in waves,

And they fell behind the Walls, Walls, Walls, Walls,

Walls of Deatholm City, Walls of Deatholm City, in the Dark.

Sun Help them as not had fled!

They were raised to join the Undead!

Across the Walls of Deatholm CIty, in the Dark…

“Turn your Hawk from Deathholm’s towns,

Blue the Bugle, draw the sword,

Nine tenths of us are down,

And they fell behind the Walls, Walls, Walls, Walls,

Walls of Deatholm City, Walls of Deatholm City in the Dark.

The People cheered to see us Flying!

Never knew we’d all be Dying!

Across the Walls of Deatholm City, in the Dark….”

He looked down, it was almost a litany, Five Hundred Dragonhawk riders had flown against that first incursion, because of the traitor… The survivors numbered a tenth. Fifteen years later, almost half of them had taken their own lives out of alienation, rage and guilt. To this day, those Blood Elves who were still alive, were still fighting the Scourge War…

Just one Death…Just three….

Sunspear glided down silently, Brigante was not jubilant, did not make noise, Sunspear did not beat his wings, He wondered, at that moment when Dar’khan Drathir turned his head in time for Dragonhawk flame to reduce him to a greasy spot of pitch, whether the Treachery had been in his mind at that point, or had that come later.

He knew one thing….

There would be no Lament of “Walls of Deatholm City”, not now that its cause was a guttering fire behind him…No Invasion by Arthas, without a traitor to open the way….

Surely now, it was possible, for Peace in Our Time, The Sin’dorei wheeled his Dragonhawk into the skies, he was not afraid of being recognised, he was wearing red and gold, and no one wore that….

Yet.

And perhaps never would…

So the question is…A Follow on from that…

The Bronze Dragonflight give your character the ability to travel -Forwards- in Time. What change would you try to effect?

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That is… quite an interesting question
I’m not quite sure, traveling forward in time and doing anything in that present would solve the problems of the the past, our curent present, and we have our hands full at the moment :hourglass_flowing_sand:
But depending of the Future - I’m sure the Bronze Flight have some trick to see that future, and have their reason to send me forward - I would try to complete my mission they gave me.
Or if its free to do anything, I would continue what I do in the present and done in the past, securing the future for the Worgens :hourglass:
And if I have time - sorry for the pun - I would try to convince an Infinite Dragon to go back in time, and join me during one of my Time Walking adventures…
I think such a creature and me would be best friends forever - bonus points if the Inifinite is a she and have 0 problem of taking Worgen form for… reasons. Nothing particular. Just… reasons. *cough
:wolf:

Question: If Queen Azshara would offer you to join her and be her servant - not an equal, face it, she would never accept anything less than a Titan as her equal - but a trusted one, right hand man, basically second in comand in her Empire… would you accept it? Neturally, in this scenario (and lets be honest, all…) she double crossed N’Zoth and destroyed the Horde and Alliance to the point the survivors were forced together to from a pathetic little resistance, and you are at the moment, when she offers you the position, either a member of it or independent (as much as it possible) - but you can bet, your first test of loyalty would be to exterminate the Restistance
Soooo… would you accept her offer? Why? (if not, why?)

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“Piss on your offer, Serpent Queen. My people made that mistake with the Firelord already.”

Dangerbeard walks away from the interviewer, leaving him speechless.

Question: What is the worst act you’ve committed? Do you regret it at all?

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“…I helped, in the creation of what is now named the Blight. Not a day goes by in which I do not regret this, nor put forth efforts to atone for it. An act I will never live down.”

Question: Do you remember, your first crush?

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Anwser:
Thion nods once, glancing at his feet for the briefest of moments. If one could read his features during that brief moment, they would find sorrow, regret and shame, instead of embarassment.

“Yes, I do quite remember her and I very highly doubt I’ll ever forget her. She had large azure eyes, long, lush blonde hair and a friendly kind of wit I envy her for to this day. She did not return my feelings of course, but I got over it after some time. And then she became the best friend I ever could, or ever will have.”

Question: Have you ever had to kill a friend? Either a mercy kill, or an enemy that used to be your friend also counts.
Describe how and why it happened, if the anwser is yes!

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In a hushed tone, she looks down at her hands, fingers curling with tension.

“Gilded cage aflame; years to shape and guide the wall to hold against the tide. Stream of souls washed along, a net cast wide to choke and wake, lingers still their broken song; scars we hide for future’s sake. Aching bones seal in the shame; wasting woe too harsh to hide.”

Question:

The world is full of people with wondrous powers. If you could learn a new ability from any of them, who would it be and what new ability would you pick to learn?

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steps up from crowd, bit shy.

To serve the Light blindly is foolish, I by all means would be interested to learn what is opposite of Light. What resides in every one of us. Shadow is interesting and balancing out the fanatic nature of Light’s justice.

From who? Certainly havent seen many confident and open minded Shadow users out there, so the options remain vacant.

As for my question - Should you fall in battle or sickness, where would you wish to be burried?!

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Oooh, tricky one.

The Sun Hawks always refer to ‘Filling the bucket’ or ‘Crashing into the Glass Mountain’ The first being a reference to death in battle, the latter being a complete mental breakdown and insanity.

‘Filling the bucket’ because as the running bitter joke goes “When you die seven hundred feet up in the air, they don’t need a shovel to lay you to rest with, they need a bucket and a mop”
He is under no sweet delusions, one day, age will catch up with him, his reactions will slow, and some enemy flier will just plain get the drop on him. His number will be up, and he will die screaming and burning as he falls from the Skies, a Kill Tally on someone’s saddle or flying machine their only epitaph, as a new Ace takes the scene… All the Sun Hawks know that is how they will die, which is why they tend to be such flamboyant people when on Leave. No state funeral for them, with pomp and ceremony, just a blazing comet and an impact crater that looks like it was smeared with jam.

In the unlikely event he dies peaceably, and not in combat, then that is a really good question. There is a certain spot, where during the Scourge Invasion, he crashlanded, Sunspear the First being grievously wounded. Brigante did the deed. He stabbed the dying Sunspear in the neck with a dagger, to get that last minute spike of adrenaline that made the Dragonhawk flicker open its eyes, and carry him just another short distance ahead of the Scourge route of march, just enough that he could hide and feign death. He will never forget the location Sunspear the First carried him to, with his dying breath, every year he goes and makes a small cairn, adding a stone. upon each one simply written in Thalassian “This place holds our bones together”

That is where he would want to be buried.

Can’t remember if I have asked this one before, but If I have it was ages ago.

You are High King/Warchief. You have it in your power to pull off an astounding example of diplomacy, you can wash away all sins, have all forgiven, and a race of the opposing Faction would swap sides, and join your own, with no acrimony from them, or from your current factionmates.

Which race, and Why?

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Question: As High King/High Queen/Warchief, you get one race from the other side to join yours, no strings attached. Which one?

"My own. I know there’s a lot to consider there - the context, potential gain, integration, and so on - but even as my loyalties are to the Alliance now, I’ll always love my homeland of Quel’thalas, and its children are always my people, no matter what colors they wear. To not have to fight them is a burden off my chest. Plus, they are a pretty potent force, and traditionally a member of the Alliance, if sometimes a distant one. It also gives a diplomatic path to the Nightborne, since the bridge with the Kaldorei seems to have burned.

“After that, it’s time to get to work on the business of being High Queen. Step one, reassure the various Light-worshipping faiths that the Void Elf queen is not out to get them…”

Question: What do you do when there isn’t a war on? I know those days seem few and fleeting, but it’s usually at least a few months between winning one war and mustering for the next. Do you have a job? A life outside of battle?

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“I usually spend my time partying down at the Lion’s Pride Inn. Ale, Music, Ale, Friends, Women, Ale what’s not to like?”

Question: I teleported bread What is your opinion on half breeds? Do you feel they are disgusting/taboo or perfectly natural?

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“What, like the offspring of a Dark Iron mother and a ln Ironforge father? They might raise a few eyebrows somewhere but I couldn’t care less. I’ll judge a man’s worth by their deeds, not by who put them on Azeroth.”

The interviewer explains that he was referring to, for example, the offspring of an Elf and human. His explanation is initially met with silence and a puzzled look.

" Those exist? Really? Eh, how? I’ve never met one. Is that even possible…? I don’t know. I’d never considered the possibility. I mean, you hear tales every now and then but I’d always assumed those to be fiction. Tall tales that drunken sailors make up of their travels."

Question: What does a good night out look like to you?

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That’s a question that is dangerously similar to both Brigante, and myself.

You go out in your old stamping grounds, safe in the knowledge that you have a ‘free pass’ from the other half to go have fun (Barring any infidelity of course), that you don’t have work in the morning. Out to somewhere where the alcohol flows freely, the music is good, and the company amusing/winsome.

Brigante (and me) really are that simple. “Wine, women and song” Oh, and Drunk Chess. Drunk Chess is brilliant. Preferably combining the others, This weekend I shall be having my third of four chess matches this year, against a beautiful woman, who is a dear friend, whilst both of us are drunk, in a tavern, and bards and troubadour’s play, around us. Drunk Chess isn’t the deep, thoughtful Kasparov type game, it is grabbing a piece and going “Ave it!” whilst being as aggressive as can be without knocking all the other pieces over.

The music also has to be about 20 years old, so that you can forget the soul-crushing fact that age has not only caught up with you, but has in fact overtaken you, and is flicking you the V’s out of the window.

So yeah, the Simple things really. Wine, women and song.

That is Brigante’s perfect night out.

Question: What is your characters favourite meal, how is it cooked, and -why- is it their favourite?

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Roasted peanuts. Ja get some peanuts, o’ fiyah an’ ja roast dem. Real easy. I’n I like dem ‘cause dey be quick, can carry an’ it confuses people.

Everybody expects some sort o’ meat from some elf o’ sometin’, o’ some other tinkin’ ting. Dey forget dat stuff is fa religious an’ powah reasons, nah general eatin’. So it ‘as da added advantage o’ messin’ wi’ da lesser races 'ikkle 'eads.

Question: what do you do that throws people off, confuses them?

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“Letters bent, their pieces parted, purpose rent apart, shapes laid bare in shards of wonder. Meaning spent, remade anew as words divide us, new molds casting greater wholes, angles scraped clean of past detritus.”

Question:

What is the worst state in which your health has ever been?

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“Ugh! That flu I just had almost got me! The shakes, the aches, the spewing nose, the red eyes; all of it, everything! Awful, just…” He stops his dramatics and winks at interviewer and opens his hands. “Kidding, obviously.”

Looking up, he strokes his beard as he recalls, “Uh, my brother and sister and I used to go around Dalaran, y’know when it was on the ground, and stay out around the mountains in the summer. I slipped after doing a bit of climbing and cut my leg pretty bad. While the healers did a great job on the wound, it got infected. The cleasing process was slow; I don’t remember a lot, but I do the remember the pain. It was just my leg, but my whole body was paralysed… Ugh.” Astrophel sighs off the memory before smiling once more.

Question:
Tell me what you think about me.
JK
Inspired from above, what does a nice, chilled, quiet evening sound like to you?