Monthly Archives: August 2014
Pragmatic. We are taught from the time we are wee lads and lasses that the Light is hope. That it is a beacon of goodness. I never bothered much with the Light as a child, more interested in the pursuit of things I could see, feel, taste, and hear. The Light was too ephemeral.
Then I met the Prince of Stormwind, and somehow the Light emanated from him. His quiet manner matched my own, but where he is bright, I am dark. Black hair to his blonde. Bronzed skin to his pale complection. My sudden interest in the Light was not missed by the priests in Ironforge, and they tried in vain to convert me to the priesthood. It wasn’t until I heard a story in one of the Inns that I found my calling. It was a story of how Anduin had used his belief in the Light in a way I had never heard of. It had been a small trick, but the young priest whispered of the Shadow of the Light, and how even the brightest souls could use it when necessary.
I joined the priesthood, learned the skills of discipline and the holy gifts of the light, but I was not happy. When asked why, I realized the Light is not pragmatic. The Shadow, that is practical, and a means to an end if conducted with the disciplines the Light teaches us. In that moment, I learned to walk in the Shadow, and embrace its power.
I eagerly work toward the opportunity to go to this distant land I have heard of, adventure awaits me, and I will meet it practically, with the Light and its Shadow at my disposal. And the brash ways of Garrosh Hellscream will be brought to an end.
I couldn’t be happier with the timing of the release of Warlords of Draenor. I was worried, you see. I don’t have any unscheduled vacation left, and thoughts that the release would fall at the beginning of November (to give players time to reach level cap in time for the planned Anniversary events) had me worried that I would be left in the dust while I’m on my honeymoon for the first several days of the month. Earlier would mean figuring out how to either shorten my honeymoon vacation time (not optimal), or only taking one day, the only other available vacation time I have remaining.
But, I return home just in time to get set for returning to work, then plopping myself in front of my computer for a marathon of leveling. There’s even enough time for me to potentially reach level cap if I’m lucky. My wife is wonderfully supportive, and willing to put up with loosing my attention for the remainder of our vacation time – but I suspect she understands that she would have trouble whether she was supportive or not, because new expansions and learning what needs to be done takes over my brain pretty thoroughly anyway.
This will be the first expansion we haven’t started together, too, which is a little bittersweet. But she is interested in story, and the story of Warlords doesn’t hold a ton of appeal for her. Unfortunately, MMOs are not the best conveyor of stories, and it has become clear over the past decade that Blizzard designs quests for the release of a new expansion, but after that, everything revolves around group content in some way or another. Additionally, there’s rarely any closure on the main story line if you don’t raid and/or do dungeons. Changing that would bring less meaning for the endgame content, so I don’t really have a good solution to that problem. It’s just one that is out there.
The only down side to all of this is that I have a few things I want to accomplish before the expansion drops, and I’m starting to feel the time crunch. Everything has to be ready before we leave, and there’s a lot to do for the wedding/honeymoon as well.
Stoic. Persistent. Give and take. Dwarves live with this their whole lives. Warlocks especially, for we must give a little for the power of our demons, from whom we take. But with whom we also build rapport.
Stoicism is not just silent endurance, though we have that in spades. Stoicism is also an understanding of what can and cannot be changed. It helps when dealing with demons, the Nether. It helps when learning control.
I spend my time studying the ways of demons, through those I have bound to my control. I use my knowledge to help the world. To work towards true brotherhood among the Dwarves. In Ironforge, the peace between the clans is strung tight. Our stoicism hides our true feelings. But mumbles are heard in the Inns; near homes. Never in the corridors of the great city.
I hear often of the warlocks who practiced their demonology under the city of Orgrimmar, of their ultimate betrayal of their own people, and I sigh inwardly. While often misunderstood, warlocks can work for good alongside the more traditional roles of mage or warrior. We lend our strength. We provide great fighters who cannot be killed, only banished, yet we find ourselves congregating in small, dark places.