I wake up screaming. Panting. Wipe the sweat off of my brow.
Where am I? Am I dead yet? Is it over?
As sleep and the nightmares start to fade, memories come back to me. Dead, they are all dead, it was not just a nightmare.
I pick up my journal and start writing.
I am in Moonglade, one of the last safe-havens. I am still alive, for now. I can no longer say for certain which day it is, but it is around the time of the Hallowed, as this time of year normally should be characterized by the remembering and honouring of the dead. This year, I fear Hallow’s End will be remembered as the time of the Plague.
I put the writing feather down, as my hands have started to shake again. If you would have asked me a few weeks ago, what I thought to be the safest place on earth and who I considered my allies, I would no doubt have answered that my allegiance lies with my fellow blood elves and that there is no city safer then our majestic Silvermoon . Ironically, the part about “safest city” has not been proved wrong yet, as none of the other great cities turned out to be any safer.
It is here in Mooglade, far from civilisation that we, through the kindness of the druids, find our last place of retreat.
I try to get a grip on myself again, this story needs to be told.
The plague is everywhere, it does not discriminate between Horde or Alliance, man or beast. It devours all and everything – slowly ever spreading, unstoppable, showing no mercy, leaving no survivors. Those we once loved are transformed in front of our watching eyes into abominations that we need to protect ourselves against.
Of all the people I have befriended, only Masque and myself are still alive and uninfected. We have to my knowledge lost all the others.
As we are running out of options, despair is creeping up on us until we reek of it and hopelessness engulfs us. This enemy can not be defeated.
I fear our world is lost.
I have done all I have been able to think of to help our cause. I have for now abandoned my blood elf body and put my entire focus into being atauren druid in the hopes of using my restorative powers to aid our cause. I have spent the past week traveling back and forth between the cities, trying to keep the plague at bay by killing off those infected and cleansing those, for whom there still washope but for every day that went by our strives seemed more and more futile, our effort seems to be in vain.
More and more become infected every day, by the hour. We simply cannot cure them all fast enough, nor slay them fast enough to put an end to this.
I have known fear before and in the face of danger, I have held my head high and fought. In these moments I have learned about my utter desire to live and be alive, to not give in to the darkness. But I have never before met a foe like this, one as persistent and indestructible.
There is no way to fight back. There is nowhere left to run.
We are doomed…
Author’s note: this post is dedicated to all the players who are complaining over the world event currently taking place in World of Warcraft. Instead of complaining about the way this event is interfering with your game play and calling Blizzard names over it, you could see it as a way for you to relate to the frustration and dispair your characters might be feeling right now, as their world is being turned upside down. I imagine only utter despair such as this event would generate, could cause our characters to venture into Northrend and take on the evil entity that is causing them such harm.
THANK YOU.
This is exactly what I wanted to see as a reaction from players everywhere.
NPC’s are supposed to die. People are supposed to die. That’s how the game is SUPPOSED to be, at this point in time.
Excellent, well written reaction! The roleplay and the scene you set made shivers go down my spine.
Plus I like seeing someone else enjoying how the world has been shaken up instead of just complaining about it.
Come on..its just a little over the top.
There’s certainly a little fun….but it gets boring and i see many people actually unable to do quests or join a BG because all the NPCs are dead
G.
@Krizzlybear and Avonar Thanks so much for the kind words! There’s nothing more satisfying then hearing that people appreciate your thoughts.
@ New WoW PvP Guide I definitely agree that it is more then annoying that the event interferes with day to day stuff. I myself am trying to work on PvP achievements and am farming some gear from the BG’s, but I still feel that alot of people are missing the point of this event: it is meant to be annoying. It is meant to stir hostile feelings within you towards Arthas or whatever, to give you a reason to travel to Northrend and to motivate you to want to kick his behind!
The again, you are of course entitled to your own opinion, as am I.
Nice read.. put things nicely into perspective for me.. I was just enjoying it as an event, but you have brought it to life… or death as the case may be
Wonderful! This makes me sad that I spent most of the duration of the event cloistered inside instances leveling alts before the expansion. >.<
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