Mengxi's letter caused a stir in the village. Having left to join the
Horde only a few months ago, they hadn't heard from him since his
arrival in Orgrimmar. Now everyone gathered to hear all about his
adventures. In a loud, clear voice, the village Elder read from the
tattered scroll...
As you know, I joined the Huojin when they declared their
allegiance to the Horde. While I have met many brave, loyal and
friendly people here, I am sorry to say that being a part of the
Horde is not anything like I thought it would be. I am alive, where
many are not, and that is the best of my situation, I fear.
The ceremony with the Horde leader, Garrosh Hellscream, was my first
clue that what was ahead of me would not be pleasant. It is telling
that the title for the Horde's leader is Warchief. He cared nothing
for our culture, our history. The first, last, and only thing he
wanted from us was our ability to serve the military aims of the
Horde.
We Huojin were split up and assigned to various fronts in Horde
territory. I was sent to the Eastern Kingdoms, to serve under the
leadership of the Forsaken and their Banshee Queen, Sylvanas
Windrunner. The Forsaken, they...I...they are corpses, infused with
the souls of the dead! From what I understand, they were killed by a
monstrous army of reanimated corpses controlled by a figure they call
the Lich King. Then they were similarly raised and enslaved to his
will, forced to kill their friends and loved ones in turn. At some
point Lady Sylvanas broke free of her enslavement and managed to free
these Forsaken as well. Such horror they have witnessed!
It seems that this Lich King was defeated a few years ago, so the
Forsaken have had their revenge. But their hate remains. It is hard
to tell where that hate is directed now, but I have been around them
long enough to know, it is strong and it is their driving force. I am
not familiar enough with the politics of the outside world to
understand why exactly the Forsaken are willing to be a part of the
Horde, nor why the Horde is willing to accept them. Many times I have
had the impression that the other peoples of the Horde view Forsaken
with distrust, wariness, and maybe even fear. And now, after months
of service with them, I think I understand why. But I get ahead of
myself.
I will send you more details of my journey when I next find time to
write. Until then, please, I beg of you to not follow me into this
hell that is the Horde...
Please give my love to everyone.
- Mengxi
The Elder looked at the silent, worried faces, and shrugged slightly.
"I guess we can only wait." Moving to Mengxi's parents, who
were clutching each other in fear, he placed a comforting hand on
their shoulder. "He is alive. He can still come back to us. Our
thoughts are with him, too."
A letter home to the Wandering Isle!
ReplyDeleteThat first meeting with Garrosh is a really rude awakening, indeed. And the Forsaken outlook on (un)life is pretty much the polar opposite of the Pandaren outlook on life. But did *any* of the Wandering Isle pandaren, Huojin or Tushui alike, really know what they were getting into when they chose to leave?
Exactly! I've been leveling a monk up in Navimie's guild, and since I haven't actually quested through the old zones since Cata, I chose the northern Eastern Kingdoms to explore. In Silverpine the storyline started off as intruiging, but then more and more disturbing quests made me feel uncomfortable. Then - since Aka and I had been discussing the character development of Weipon, I realised that viewing the questlines through the eyes of a Pandaren, would be quite different to the rest of the Horde races.
DeleteSo this series of letters will explore that experience. :D
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