A Death Knight Cannot Cry.
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antipallidan[translated from taurahe]
While it is an interesting time killing crazed demonic orcs out in Hellfire Peninsula, I made my way back home for a bit, if nothing else to try and recover my memories of who and what I once was. I wandered for a while in Mulgore, my native lands. While I spent much of my childhood here, little remained familiar to me. While the other tauren were friendly to me, I sensed... an uneasiness in them with my presence, as if I was going to turn on them any moment. I do not blame them. I remembered nothing but my former name, and it made me sad. I returned to Thunder Bluff and went to the Hall of Elders- the history of the tauren were kept there, and I might find something to assist me is regaining my former memories. As I made my way into great tent, I was immediately hailed by another one of the druid trainers. "Another Death Knight looking to rediscover himself?" It was one of the other druids, a female tauren. The moment I looked at her... some of my memories returned, not all of them pleasant, or wanted. I started to say something, but she beat me to it.
"A brother druid has returned to us! We took you for worse then dead, but when the news spread that you were one of the death knights that broke free-" she abruptly, and looked me over again much more seriously. "You... don't remember anything, do you. The Lich King erased your memory, like the other death knights." I nodded my head. "I remember little else but my old name, and that I once was a druid like you. My old name... is without meaning now, just as I am no longer a druid, Miss. I used to be able to sow life and healing into the world. Now, I can sow only death, and misery. I made a mistake coming here. I was hoping that by regaining my memories of who I once was, that I might be able to discover a way of reversing what has become of me. Unfortunately, I am mistaken- What memories have returned have made that abundantly clear to me, and It would seem that I must make my own way in this world. I must leave now, before I remember anything else of what, or who, I once was. I am sorry."
With that, I turned around and left the building, not wanting to hurt her more then I had already hurt myself. I could feel the tears running down her face, and wishing that the Lich King hadn't taken that ability from me as well. Before she could catch up to me, I cast the hearthstone spell to return me to Thrallmar. If I could sow only death and misery, I might as well do so to those that deserve it.
While it is an interesting time killing crazed demonic orcs out in Hellfire Peninsula, I made my way back home for a bit, if nothing else to try and recover my memories of who and what I once was. I wandered for a while in Mulgore, my native lands. While I spent much of my childhood here, little remained familiar to me. While the other tauren were friendly to me, I sensed... an uneasiness in them with my presence, as if I was going to turn on them any moment. I do not blame them. I remembered nothing but my former name, and it made me sad. I returned to Thunder Bluff and went to the Hall of Elders- the history of the tauren were kept there, and I might find something to assist me is regaining my former memories. As I made my way into great tent, I was immediately hailed by another one of the druid trainers. "Another Death Knight looking to rediscover himself?" It was one of the other druids, a female tauren. The moment I looked at her... some of my memories returned, not all of them pleasant, or wanted. I started to say something, but she beat me to it.
"A brother druid has returned to us! We took you for worse then dead, but when the news spread that you were one of the death knights that broke free-" she abruptly, and looked me over again much more seriously. "You... don't remember anything, do you. The Lich King erased your memory, like the other death knights." I nodded my head. "I remember little else but my old name, and that I once was a druid like you. My old name... is without meaning now, just as I am no longer a druid, Miss. I used to be able to sow life and healing into the world. Now, I can sow only death, and misery. I made a mistake coming here. I was hoping that by regaining my memories of who I once was, that I might be able to discover a way of reversing what has become of me. Unfortunately, I am mistaken- What memories have returned have made that abundantly clear to me, and It would seem that I must make my own way in this world. I must leave now, before I remember anything else of what, or who, I once was. I am sorry."
With that, I turned around and left the building, not wanting to hurt her more then I had already hurt myself. I could feel the tears running down her face, and wishing that the Lich King hadn't taken that ability from me as well. Before she could catch up to me, I cast the hearthstone spell to return me to Thrallmar. If I could sow only death and misery, I might as well do so to those that deserve it.
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Date: 2008-12-09 05:50 pm (UTC)Ishnu-alah, fellow former Druid. Not remembering your past is better than the remembering. Pray, you never remember what brought you to the Lich King's attention. Pray, you never remember those who loved you.
Be wary and watchful of those who wish you harm, for our enemies are many.
*salutes with her sword*
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Date: 2008-12-10 03:13 am (UTC)