WE WILL ENDURE.

anonymous asked: What is your biggest regret?

The Lord-Regent pauses as he tries to register the question. It wasn’t as if he didn’t know the answer; in fact, it was the one question he was sure he could answer with certainty. It was simply the fact that someone had the sense to ask him the question that occupied so much of his thoughts that stumped him.

Finally, a sigh escaped the venerable elf. “I have many, many regrets. I suppose now is as good a time as any to list them.”

“Hindsight being what it is, I regret the way my people treated the Amani, and the other Troll tribes, for that matter. We should have known better; we had just been kicked out of our homeland after The Sundering, as a consequence of prejudice and arrogance. And what did we do when we finally arrived at the tip of the Eastern Kingdoms? We laid claim to a land that was already inhabited and waged war for thousands of years. I kept telling myself that, by the time I was born, it was far too late for any kind of reparations or peace with the Amani. But it is never too late.”

A small sigh escaped the Lord Regent and it felt as if a weight had been lifted. Why he was spilling his guts to a complete stranger was a question for later, but he wasn’t going to stop.

“I also regret letting my loyalty to the people above me blind me to their true ambitions. I regret letting my loyalty to them take priority over my loyalty to my people, over common sense. Perhaps if I had stopped for a moment - questioned Drak’thir, stopped Kael’thas, refused Sylvanas - perhaps, I could have prevented the deaths of not only so many of my own people, but the deaths of so many individuals of Azeroth.”

A QUIET DRINK.

aka a little drabble to help me get back into things. reblogs welcome and appreciated! <3

as the fiery essence of mulgore’s finest beverage burned its way down lor’themar’s parched throat and settled into the pit of his gut, the lord regent quietly thanked the spirits that his tolerance for alcohol was still strong as ever.

it was time for his annual drinking fest, after all. and yet, alas, none of his friends were anywhere to be found. even as they had ascended to the top of the hierarchy of quel’thalas (unintentionally, he might add), lor’themar, halduron, rommath, aethas, and liadrin had all tried to have moments like these, moments where they were no longer ‘grand magister’, or ‘ranger general’, or even ‘lord regent’. where they simply existed.

“more firewater, my lord?” the pleasantly soft voice of the innkeeper rang from across the room as lor’themar gazed upon the empty spaces beside him.

turning his gaze to meet velandra’s, lor’themar felt a quiet bit of shame. his comrades were probably up to their knees in work and responsibility, and here he was, drinking the night away, as if he had no place to be.

standing perhaps a bit too quickly, lor’themar reached into his coat to pull out a rather hefty coin purse. he had ordered a sumptuous feast and accompanying drinks under the assumption his friends would be joining him, but they hadn’t, and he still had to pay.

leaving the coins on the counter in front of the innkeeper, lor’themar did not bother with sticking around to watch her count them, nor did he wait to be given change.

stupid. this was such a stupid idea.

the elf drifted out into murder row, quietly gazing upon what had once been the seediest part of the city. though the rogues and the warlocks still called the place home, it was now much more well-defended and financed. hell, he swore he even saw someone smiling as he walked through the street.

back to the spire, he supposed.

the ever-vigilant phoenix guards stood watch, stiffening just a bit as the lord regent passed, finally resting at ease as he stepped beyond the opening veil.

the sight that greeted lor’themar was... well, interesting.

“surprise!”

a feasting table awaited the lord regent. not only were his fellow sin’dorei present, but even those he did not remember inviting. baine, thrall, rokhan; gazlowe, too. there was mayla, ghey’ra, kiro - even thalyssra had come. what was all this, then?

how he had not noticed the sights and smells before, he did not know, but as he gazed upon rommath’s shit-eating grin, he felt he had something to do with it.

the smile quickly faded, however, when the confusion on lor’themar’s face remained.

finally, halduron gave a quiet snort.

“oh come on, lor. don’t tell me you’ve forgotten your own birthday?”

a blink. then two. and finally, the entire room burst into uproarious laughter. several of the phoenix guard outside poked their head in - and then promptly entered as halduron gestured for the sin’dorei to come.

lor’themar truly was a foolish man. so lost in the throes of his work that he had almost forgotten what mattered most.

they may never know how long he spent in that inn, waiting for them to come, but it was all worth it to be surprised like this.

starter for @lichrisen !

it had been... quite a rough year for the denizens of azeroth. that was an understatement. quel’thalas, however, had seen a sudden resurgence in power, in health, in new citizens, in trade. the sin’dorei were practically entering a golden age.

but, perhaps, that was all too easy for one to think when they lived on the ground. when their gazes did not reach far in front of them.

even with a single eye, lor’themar could see the tide of doom approaching. in the spire, he had a perfect view. the visions of the impending doom haunted him. he was gutted when news reached him, news of the capture of king anduin, high chieftain baine, councilor thrall, and, yes, even the lord admiral jaina. the arrival of the ebon blade and the violent (but deserved) death of nathanos were small comforts.

so what was there to do? grow stronger.

it was this line of thinking that had brought the lord regent to the doors of acherus, ceremonial robes gone, replaced by glistening armor, his weapons sheathed.

here was hoping the deathlord would not kill him on the spot.

three gentle raps of his knuckles against the main door.

@time-lost-exiles asked: FEAR, XXX

(I put this under a readmore cause the second question is nsfw).