04-04-2019, 01:41 AM
The elf followed Remnii's eyes to Quel'Thalas, his breath caught in his chest. Many, many, of my people died that day-- their souls sacrrificed in a failed attempt to come to yourr worrld with the urrgings of the Legion. The words rang through his head and he saw the dead of elves he couldn't save. "I'm truly sorry for your people to be used and thrown away. I couldn't even begin to imagine the pain that would come from such a thing."
He closed his eyes for a second and flashes of the carnage in Silvermoon before they escape appeared in front of him. He shook his head. "Dwelling on the dead will not save the living."
The boy took a second to construct his thoughts. He wouldn't ignore the images of Silvermoon. He wouldn't forget about those he couldn't save. His fingers almost ached to move, to do something instead of stand there and just talk. Something to help ease his mind.
"I suppose I would like to truly understand the effects of the demon blood in their veins and if you believe it possible to be overcome. You also mentioned two clans of Orc, The Broken-Blade and the Frost Wolves. What separates them from the others?"
He closed his eyes for a second and flashes of the carnage in Silvermoon before they escape appeared in front of him. He shook his head. "Dwelling on the dead will not save the living."
The boy took a second to construct his thoughts. He wouldn't ignore the images of Silvermoon. He wouldn't forget about those he couldn't save. His fingers almost ached to move, to do something instead of stand there and just talk. Something to help ease his mind.
"I suppose I would like to truly understand the effects of the demon blood in their veins and if you believe it possible to be overcome. You also mentioned two clans of Orc, The Broken-Blade and the Frost Wolves. What separates them from the others?"