Post by Nialls on Oct 11, 2014 13:48:53 GMT 1
Herein contains the thoughts, rambles and happenings of Nialls McGregor and his life among the Cenarion Guardians.
Log,
Despite being largely accepted by the other Guardians, it's hard to shake the feeling of being alone; the youngest and only non-elf. The only human friend I have is Rose and even then, how human are we? Every time I've met other humans we could not be more unalike. Perhaps we've become elves in man's clothing.
Perhaps I'm a worgen. At first, I feared what I had become; such pain and death the Curse has wrought on both elves and men - now it came to me and the Guardians. But I've grown to accept it. When I must don that form it isn't so reluctant anymore, though I still can't stop disliking it. I wonder if there is a way to rid myself of that dislike.
Some occasionally refer to me as 'druid', but I am not like most druids either; they are content to sit comfortably on their cushions in Nighthaven. There is a time an a place for learning, but there is a time for action. Misguided as their cause may be, the druids of the Alliance and Horde at least understand this.
It only leaves 'Guardian'. As a Guardian, I am equal to my peers and I have proven my worth to them. Dannelor has set me on the first of my Trials which cements this fact. But I must remind myself that I am not alone - a human, maybe - but a Guardian who has sworn the same oaths and devoted themselves to the same cause as everyone else.
Or perhaps I can just be all these things - I can't deny what I was born as, nor what I have become since. It seems such a simple answer but it's not very satisfying. Maybe a better one will come in time. For now it is better to press on and do my duty.
N.
Introduction - 'The Odd One Out'
Log,
Despite being largely accepted by the other Guardians, it's hard to shake the feeling of being alone; the youngest and only non-elf. The only human friend I have is Rose and even then, how human are we? Every time I've met other humans we could not be more unalike. Perhaps we've become elves in man's clothing.
Perhaps I'm a worgen. At first, I feared what I had become; such pain and death the Curse has wrought on both elves and men - now it came to me and the Guardians. But I've grown to accept it. When I must don that form it isn't so reluctant anymore, though I still can't stop disliking it. I wonder if there is a way to rid myself of that dislike.
Some occasionally refer to me as 'druid', but I am not like most druids either; they are content to sit comfortably on their cushions in Nighthaven. There is a time an a place for learning, but there is a time for action. Misguided as their cause may be, the druids of the Alliance and Horde at least understand this.
It only leaves 'Guardian'. As a Guardian, I am equal to my peers and I have proven my worth to them. Dannelor has set me on the first of my Trials which cements this fact. But I must remind myself that I am not alone - a human, maybe - but a Guardian who has sworn the same oaths and devoted themselves to the same cause as everyone else.
Or perhaps I can just be all these things - I can't deny what I was born as, nor what I have become since. It seems such a simple answer but it's not very satisfying. Maybe a better one will come in time. For now it is better to press on and do my duty.
N.