An Open Letter by Qharim.
Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2018 11:39 pm
As he passed the Wyvern's Tail Inn, Qharim nailed a small letter inconspicuously behind a tree near the gates.
"To anyone who sees this,
The promise of peace, and freedom were offered to the Illidari after our supposed final mission for the Horde. But why do I hear the horn, the summons of war now that the Legion is no more?
Saurfang was always rude to my people, and he tells me there's need for our powers again. I merely answer because this is where I live now. And the Illidari of the Horde are threatened with exile should we not go into battle for that undead wretch. We once hear that the Horde is a ragtag collection of types that just want a place to call home after decades of fighting. I do see the sin'dorei find their place, goblins going about their day, and even the undeath living as though they weren't anything abnormal in Orgrimmar. Maybe this is a place I - and the demon inside me can finally call home.
We were told to report to Lordaeron after answering the calls, and on the battlefields - a night elf hunter that I trained with in Outland stood opposite of me. She charged at me before I could salute her, but I know not why. She greeted me with the same warglaives I wield - I defend myself in response. Those grounds eventually became a flurry of blood and death, and green. My adversaries turned from the blight, but never stopped seeking for my death.
I merely want to survive and live, but no one seems to think to offer me that grace in this world. Whomever wants the same, we will grow stronger together, and defeat those no longer want us a part of Azeroth. Find me.
Salama a'Shal'anore,
Qharim Flayfare"
"To anyone who sees this,
The promise of peace, and freedom were offered to the Illidari after our supposed final mission for the Horde. But why do I hear the horn, the summons of war now that the Legion is no more?
Saurfang was always rude to my people, and he tells me there's need for our powers again. I merely answer because this is where I live now. And the Illidari of the Horde are threatened with exile should we not go into battle for that undead wretch. We once hear that the Horde is a ragtag collection of types that just want a place to call home after decades of fighting. I do see the sin'dorei find their place, goblins going about their day, and even the undeath living as though they weren't anything abnormal in Orgrimmar. Maybe this is a place I - and the demon inside me can finally call home.
We were told to report to Lordaeron after answering the calls, and on the battlefields - a night elf hunter that I trained with in Outland stood opposite of me. She charged at me before I could salute her, but I know not why. She greeted me with the same warglaives I wield - I defend myself in response. Those grounds eventually became a flurry of blood and death, and green. My adversaries turned from the blight, but never stopped seeking for my death.
I merely want to survive and live, but no one seems to think to offer me that grace in this world. Whomever wants the same, we will grow stronger together, and defeat those no longer want us a part of Azeroth. Find me.
Salama a'Shal'anore,
Qharim Flayfare"