Lady Jaina Proudmoore says: I know what I said. My trust was misplaced.
King Varian Wrynn says: What of the Sin'dorei - the Sunreavers?
Lady Jaina Proudmoore says: Those that surrendered are being taken to the Violet Hold. I make no guarantees about those who chose to fight. [...] Once Horde, always Horde. I see that now. I'm mobilizing the Kirin Tor.
King Varian Wrynn says: Jaina. We've got to work together on this. The Alliance must act as one.
Lady Jaina Proudmoore says: Don't get soft on me, Varian.
Lady Jaina Proudmoore says: This has been the worst year of my life: Theramore, destroyed. And a betrayal from within the Kirin Tor. The lesson is clear. From here on out, I'm taking the initiative.
Vereesa Windrunner says: The Horde is just across the courtyard.
Lady Jaina Proudmoore says: Of course they are. One problem at a time, Vereesa.
Lady Jaina Proudmooore yells: Everyone! Advance! And if anyone sees that traitor, Aethas Sunreaver, save that one for me…
[....] Lady Jaina Proudmoore yells: Ignore the Horde - focus on the Zandalari guarding the door!
Lady Jaina Proudmoore yells: Hand over the Archmage and I may yet allow you to walk out of here, Lor'themar.
Lor'themar Theron yells: Proudmoore! You will release my people from the Violet Hold, or I will cut you down myself!
Lady Jaina Proudmoore yells: Your people are legitimate prisoners of war. They orchestrated an attack on Darnassus from MY city-
Lor'themar Theron yells: The Sunreavers knew NOTHING of Garrosh's raid on Darnassus!
Aethas Sunreaver shifts uncomfortably.
Taran Zhu yells: ENOUGH!! There will be no more bloodshed today.
Taran Zhu yells: I see now why your Alliance and Horde cannot stop fighting.
Taran Zhu yells: Every reprisal is itself an act of aggression, and every act of aggression triggers immediate reprisal.
Jaina and Lor'themar shout over each other.
Lady Jaina Proudmoore yells: They have undermined EVERY attempt at peace!
Lor'themar Theron yells: I must protect my sovereign people.
Taran Zhu yells: SILENCE! YOU must break the cycle.
Taran Zhu yells: It ends TODAY. Here. The cycle ends when you, Regent Lord, and you, Lady Proudmoore, turn from one another. And walk. Away.
Lor'themar narrows his eyes.
Jaina takes a deep breath.
Lor'themar Theorn yells: Rangers. Lower your weapons.
Scout Captain Elsia yells: My Lord!
Lady Jaina Proudmoore says: Very well. We will stand down.
Vereesa Windrunner yells: They killed my husband!
Lady Jaina Proudmooore says: This won't bring him back.
Lady Jaina Proudmoore says: But know this, "Blood" Elf: There can be no peace while Hellscream is Warchief of the Horde.
Lady Jaina Proudmoore says: Vereesa, are you hurt?
Vereesa Windrunner says: It is nothing. I am fine.
Lady Jaina Proudmoore says: You need to get back to camp. I can't lose you.
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i know im a thousand years late but it could be worse, right?
great elf moments at the end of the questline, though i was heavily reminded both of the three sisters comic and also the end of the argus campaign, where vereesa and alleria, while on the vindicaar, discuss sylvanas.
at this point im just keeping this here for archival purposes, b/c i like to think about them. anyway.
before sylvanas’ judgement by tyrande.
and then after, vereesa and alleria have a stay awhile moment right there in oribos:
im sobbing i know its silly but i love them . so much
anyway bonus maiev bc she’s SO SO FUNNY I LOVE HER
edgelord QUEEN
anyway gn see yall next time the windrunners do anything LOL
unless tyrande wants to keep being relevant :) that’d be cool :)
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His heart felt as if it wanted to jump out of his chest. Confrontatiom was never among the things he liked, especially not the posibility of confronting his father.
Am I being ungrateful? They're finally here and I...
"What is it?" Turalyon lifted his gaze from the papers infront of him, looking at his son.
"Father... I-" Oh, light, how hard was it for him to speak.
"You?" The older paladin lifted one of his eyebrows. "I'm quite busy..."
"When aren't you busy?" He frowned a bit.
Turalyon stopped, thinking of how he should refer to the half-elf, finally settling on a neutral term. "Child, I'm certain you know my duties are crucial-"
"I know... They were always more important than your own son..." He inhaled, exhaled and continued. "And I don't blame you, I just-"
"Oh truly? Don't be selfish for one second..."
Oh-... Am I being selfish? Arator stopped in his tracks.
"Is that all you wanted?"
"Yes, father... I apologize- for taking your time..." He turned on his heel and walked out as fast as he could.
Their relationship was reasonably strained after not seeing one another for the entirety of Arator's life... And Arator being himself only made it worse.
He spent days and sleepless nights thinking about how his life would be so much easier if he had just been "normal". And his father was the only reason. Everyone else has been nothing but supportive of him. But his own father didn't get it.
Arator went outside to train and clear his head a bit, but practice didn't make him feel any better. His connection to the light felt just as strained as any connection to his father ever since he came back. And Arator didn't understand why.
He dreamt of this moment all his life, hoping to see his parents alive. But once he did, his whole existence felt... Worse- somehow.
His father was disappointed in his every move no matter how much he tried. Was his father always like this? Was all of this Arator's fault?
"What are you doing?" He heard a female voice from behind him as he was fighting a training dummy. "You haven't rested properly in days, darling, you can't overwork yourself like this..."
He turned to his auntie. "I'm fine. I wouldn't be training if I didn't feel fine."
"I can't tell if you're lying to yourself or to me..." Vereesa shook her head. "What's wrong? Is it because of Turalyon?" She walked up to him, placing one hand on his shoulder, the other on the handle of his sword. "You know you can talk to me..."
"I do..." He dropped the sword and hugged her. "I'm making everything worse..."
"You're not, hon... You're trying to be your best self, he just doesn't understand it..."
"It's not his fault..." He sniffled, tears welling up in his eyes. "I should be better... To make him proud..." He pulled back and rubbed his eyes.
"Arator, you shouldn't care about making him proud... You shouldn't care about what he thinks of you... And you certainly shouldn't care about his approval..."
"But... But I do, Vereesa... I do care..." He whispered. "And I can't just stop caring... I needed his approval my entire life and when he's finally back, he... He hates me! He hates me for what I've become..."
"He doesn't hate you... He doesn't understand and is stuck in his stupid old ways..." She sighed. "Do you feel like it is wrong for you to live your life as a man, Arator?"
"No... It feels right, just as much as it did the first day you called me by this name..." He looked away. "But my father- my father has never said it."
"Hasn't he?" She frowned. "He hadn't called you by your name since he came back?"
"No... He avoids saying it as much as he possibly can... And- it hurts."
"I understand, little one..."
"I am not little anymore-"
"You will always be little to me, hon." A small smile returned to her features. "I am going to talk to Turalyon."
"No! Don't do that!"
"Why not? He needs to hear what he's doing wrong. If he is a good man, he'll listen and try to change... If he's not- it shows you you truly don't need his approval."
"But- what if he thinks I'm weak because I need you to talk for me?"
"Then he can go cry about it to a wall or something! That should be none of your worries right now, Arator... His opinion doesn't matter if it's wrong..."
"But it matters to me. He is still my father-"
"And? Fathers aren't always right- nor are they great."
"But I want mine to be- I want him to be great..."
"I understand, darling, believe me, I do... But I cannot watch you walking around as if your soul left your body just because your father is insecure..."
"Then don't look at me... close your eyes and don't mind me... I am not your responsibility... And dealing with my father isn't one of your duties either..."
"Arator... I will never close my eyes for even a second to the things that make you feel unwell, understood?"
"Understood..."
"I know of people just like you, who spent their entire lives seeking approval from their elders- Just to never get it... Just to keep chasing it even though achieving it is no longer possible..."
"Now that- I don't understand-"
"Prince Kael'thas' father passed away before the two of them got to talk about their issues. And the prince spent the rest of his life trying to feel like he's good enough... And look where it got him-"
"But I am nothing like him-"
"I'm not saying you're just like him... Just that there are paralels between the two of you."
"I-"
"You need to stop wanting his approval... the only person who needs to approve of you IS yourself..."
"I want him to be proud of what I've done... Of my achievements... But he doesn't care-"
"You don't need him to be proud of you... everyone else is... And you should be proud of yourself... you are a magnificent young man..."
"Magnificent young man..." He smiled softly.
"That's who you are, with or without Turalyon..."
"Thank you, auntie..."
"You needn't thank me, darling..."
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