#sparklepriest

(Get to know my character!)

Doing:

     1) Veleth meditates every day when he both wakes up and prepares to go to sleep.

     2) He’ll frequently slip into speaking Common over Orcish despite his time in the Horde.

     3) He refers to people he respects by their proper titles, such as Doctor or their noble standing.

Blab

     1) He is still glad that Felthier died after the Winter of Woe rather than continuing on in a state of undeath.

     2) He hopes that the Eastern Kingdoms will return to their pre-First War state. No orcs, no undead, and all the rightful kingdoms restored.

     3) After the Purge of Dalaran he killed the Horde soldiers he fought beside before defecting entirely and fleeing to Silvermoon.

39 total wipes on Heroic Coven so far! I feel like...

ACTUALLY THE WORST FIGHT IN HEROIC and purely because RNG can slam into you like a truck screaming FUCK YOUUUU

The rng has been murdering us and the fight is overtuned for small groups and we're only ten people and I'm gonna scream this is legit the worst. We can't skip them either because of course we can't.

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44. Why might someone love them?

Ely, once it is earned, is incredibly loyal and supportive. She’s also pretty damned talented with the Light. plus like...she’s pretty cute and feisty, so there’s that. (Also copious amounts of sparkle and glitter, so if you are into that..)

58. Do they ever have nightmares? If so, what about?

Since Eleeria’s departure for Argus, Avie had hardly seen the woman. Finding the time between them was hard, and when the Dawnspire had been invaded by Baal’s rogue forces any chance of catching up with her sharp friend was gone until The Sunguard’s home was secured. Now though, the demons had been beaten back and Avie awaited the arrival of her friend with a glass of mulled wine more expensive than was entirely reasonable. At the sound of the bell, Avie set it aside and swept up to the door with a charming smile.

“Eleeria! Returned all in once piece, I see?”

“Well, all the pieces of me that went to Argus,” the lithe orange haired woman replied with a mischevious smirk as she waved her magical wooden hand. As she went to step over the threshold, Avie held up her own hand to pause her with a twinkle of her own in her eye and an upwards glance.“Now, El- it would be bad luck for me to let you pass under the mistletoe without even so much as a peck!”“Oh, simply disasterous,” Eleeria replied with a sly little grin before promptly leaning forward to kiss her friend. Whatever would the neighbours say?

FEAR. -What are your muses biggest fears?

Avie is terrified of her father, Caemenas. She’s also afraid that she’ll never be good enough, and that she’ll fail to become a fully fledged Spellbreaker and in doing so, disappoint Zalin.

She’s constantly worried that something will happen to Iiloridan, being that he’s more like family to her than her blood relatives.

ELEMENT:

“Hope is inspired by grief, for hope to exist there must first be grief for without grief what is there to hope for? Hope is obsolete when all is right in the world. Happiness can exist without suffering; but when does happiness become suffering? If we are all happy, then surely those of us who are the least happy could be argued to be suffering?

Utopia...is a dream. Foolish and unrealistic. People are cruel and unkind and selfish, for the most part. Those few who exsist who are true of heart and selfless cannot possibly hope to offset the greed of the powerful.”