[IC] A Priestess' Plea

Relatively large posters have been placed in the Arathorian embassies of Stormwind and Ironforge along with several major settlements, the posters are an enlarged version of a letter from Anaei Trollbane, addressed to all the people of the Alliance whom raise their blades against each other.

"Brothers, Sisters..

Was it not Uther the Lightbringer whom said, "We are inherently unworthy, simply because we're human, and all human beings--aye, and elves, and dwarves, and all the other races--are flawed. But the Light loves us anyway. It loves us for what we sometimes can rise to in rare moments. It loves us for what we can do to help others. And it loves us because we can help it share its message by striving daily to be worthy, even though we understand that we can't ever truly become so." If Uther stood today he would be disgusted, the attrocity in Alterac was not fought to 'silence some traitors' it was fought because the governments of this Alliance are attempting to show dominance. It must stop. We have just conqoured the monster Menethil, the end of a war we have been fighting against the scourge for years and suddenly a new war erupts? Are we so discontented with peace and prosperity that we must charge into the breech of war again so swiftly? We all feel the pressures put upon us in this world, there will always be fights, there will always be defeats and there will always be victories. What we need in these times are companions, allies, The Grand Alliance.

There are egos running our societies too large to be contained and reasoned with. This tyranny on all parts must cease. I think that several people, who shall remain nameless forget that they are not Kings of their nations, they are their king's servants. What do you suspect the Horde are doing at this time? Quarelling? No. They are united and no doubt preparing to assault our shores. What happens when the orcs land in the Wetlands and the human race are too proud to help them, the dwarves' superiority complex would not accept help either. You must all understand that pride is an illusion, life is precious, no one's life is above another's life. I am not accusing, nor defending anyone. I am simply pleading, as a Priestess, as a Healer and as a mother, do not force our children to be raised in another era of civil wars and dominance struggles. Do not force them to be drafted to fight brother on brother. Dwarf on human. Stormwinder on Alteracian. We are all children of the Light, of the ancestors and we cannot lose what seperates us from the monsters we fight against; we are not Arthas, we are not Kil'jaedan, we are the Grand Alliance, we must be united, we must, or we will fall in on ourselves.

I trust, that in the coming days our governments will resolve their differences and focus on what is important. The future.

Light Bless You All,
An dornu kel fodrig,

Anaei Trollbane,
Maiden of the Highlands.

((Long live the Grand Alliance.))

*nod nod*

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So beautiful! <3 *gives IC approval*))

((I think I will call Anaei "Lisa Simpson" from now on.))

Snow simply reads through the poster, she sighs softly to herself in thought afterwards mentioning Saihna's name.

((*Huge stamp of Approval* Lovely written.. Delicate, detailed and to the point.))

Her eyes falls on the large poster, a spark of curiousity fills her eyes as she moves closer, taking in each word as if it was a dream ready to unfold. Feeling an overwhelming hope growing inside her steps turns light and she hafly dances down the street, singing softly as she heads towards the Cathedral ready to fase a new day.

After reading the poster, Abel Nightroad had only one thing on his mind.
"Now we use The Light as an excuse not to hang traitors..." - he said quietly to himself and walked along the street towards the Trade District, filled with horrible memories of his fellow soldiers murdered during the first Siege of Alterac.

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Marrenus laughed like a maniac for a couple of seconds before setting one of the posters ablaze using a goblin dragon gun. As bypassers stopped to stare blankly at such a bold action, he disappeared in what looked like an explosion, except for the lack of bloody bits flying all around.

(( But yeah, despite my characters being obviously unhappy with it, OOCly it's quite nice and informative ))

A sudden breeze made the poster rattle in the wind, Regelius stopped for a second, turned and looked at it. He took the final step in order to reach it and slowly read the text, read between the lines and crumbles the poster into a ball. With a quiet snort he dropped it onto the ground, sparing it a second glance before leaving the scene, in complete silence. However, one can only imagine what thoughts which were running through his head as he walked down the streets.

"Finally some one with some common sense! bloody pup's always complaining about somthing when they should be fighting the Horde not each other!" Veia blinks for a momment noticeing she's talking to herself. "Darn it."



((Nice read :3))

*The voice gazes at the letter.*
*The voice nods.*
*The voice places an anti-Irondawn poster over the letter*
*The voice nods.*

For the Alliance!

Wow this has been bumped, this was ages ago! But yes Dorik! For the Alliance! And thankies for the kindess in Ironforge.

It's wonderful. True words, Bumped almost a hundred times from here.

Know what's creepy? The Orcs DID invade the WEtlands.. I r psycic. And thank you to those who liked it enough to bump, I thought this was dead a burried.