#im not very happy ab his expression in particular but

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[id: A drawing of a young boy with very pale skin, hair and eyes, standing near a flag with a the letters S and h. He wears light gray clothes and white nike shoes and sits on a rock, looking foward. Behind him are many buildings, some with windows lit in bright yellow, red and blue, over a pale cloudy sky, with the Seattle Space Needle in the horizon. On the bottom of the drawing is written: "The Ghost of Seattle". /end id.]

Aaand it's done! My fanart of Chase/Ghost from the child soldier novel by @defire: TGOS! I really like his visual, and I thought it'd be really fun drawing him :)

Art taglist: @for-the-love-of-angst

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IS THAT WHO I THINK IT IS 

ITS MY BOY ENYU!!!! ON THE FRONT PAGE???? okay also a big deal for zhaohao and li hao too!!!

ok now into part 2 of the ep

interesting that they focused on junhao for everybody. can understand he probably has the most different and struggle experience so probably more interesting for dramas sake lol im surprised they dont spend more time on shengen, considering his popularity. 

HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAA JUNHAO FREAKING OUT over the fact that they only learned the dance for 40 mins. LOL thats the level of tyger + kou cong + shengen, i can imagine the struggle of the yang guang nan hai group in comparison AHAHA i just imagine him running down the hall freaking out like HOW DID THEY LEARN THE DANCE IN JUST ONE CLASS WHAT ARE THESE PEOPLE 

lollll “theyre all dachang boys” “theyre all zhang yixing’s students” HAHAHAH you know even though he is slightly struggling compared to the rest, he aint bad and theyre all taking it light hearted with laughter so seems like a good learning environment! and he’s confident he’ll get it LOL thats good! i think thats what makes him so amusing 

HAHAHA i love how lin mo just keeps giggling at junhao like he genuinely just finds him so amusing LOL yay for making new friends 

awww bc junhao’s always been a leader i feel like for him to finally feel like hes being taken care of is so nice. i have absolute confidence that this group will treat him kindly. AW HE CALLED HIM MOMO 

im still disappointed they have YET to show zhan yu’s funny/strange personality and this wouldve been a great opportunity bc hes surrounded by friends he’s comfortable with!! like his friendship with kou cong! or akey and lin mo! but sigh...

THEY PUT ZHAN YU IN THE FRONT FOR THE SEXUAL LINE HAHAHHA PERFECT BUT I SEE LIN MO BEING ONE OF THE ONLY ONES NOT SHOWING HIS ABS HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAA

wow the lyrics are so fitting for lin mo to scream LOL but also ay his vocals?! aw im glad they put in a little rap for shengen and akey! honestly was kinda hoping for more bc they havent had a proper stage together before and i feel like itd be awesome but also junhao and zhan yu vocalization at the end was on point!!

lol all the kids being like zhang pd’s words are so detailed and professional... sigh theyve been missing out until now 

im glad they really pointed out how each member of this team did well! they really all did a great job with each of their parts, and they each got a little part to shine, and when put together, it was a complete performance. im proud of them and happy for them!

aw.... i feel like we’ve been waiting so long to hear lin mo get complimented.... i feel like it’s been since qcyn namanana that we’ve been waiting for him to redeem himself and climb back up to the peak. ugh its been nearly a year and a half. im just so terrified of whats gonna happen next bc im way too skeptical at this point to expect this high to continue, esp with what happened after namanana last time......... but for now, im happy. relieved hes finally getting the recognition he deserves and im happy that hes happy. lol i was also half scared we were gonna get spirit of the knight-ed again with his pink hair (nightmare flashbacks to lin mo and changxi’s deletion from that perf) i dont think ill ever get over that :( i feel like as a lin mo stan, ive been trained to not keep my hopes up and to prepare for the worst bc hes the type of person who just always gets the short end of the stick, it feels like. 

aw the part when they go back to the waiting room and jin fan is waiting for them with an encouraging smile and the whole exchange of "帥的真的帥的" "哇~可以吧" "我沒想到" "那必須的" our leader did them proud :’) 

ugh the part where luo jie calls them and tells them he can’t come back........ heart breaking. i can see why lin ran and xikan would be really affected. lin ran has been luo jie’s go-to since he left and knowing how their usual friendship involves making fun of one another and jokingly complaining about each other, it hits hard when lin ran says he cried his eyes out. it hurts that they didnt get to share the stage again before he left. xikan may not have shared the stage with luo jie during ip, but hes known him since then and has been with him through both rounds here. it interesting bc i feel like the namanana perf was very light hearted on qcyn but i cant see that happening here, esp with their outfits? 

aw shiwei and chaowen taking charge to raise their spirits :’) 

lin ran’s voice fits so well with this song wow! i really like his lines! also lol i didnt know xikan would have abs but okay and tbh im always hesitant about dances with props bc it always is so easy to look messy..... like every slight difference in angle in the way you hold your arms is immediately magnified 

and like sxl’s fan is obviously broken and having performed fan dances myself i know that that’s like the most annoying thing to happen on stage, and can be really difficult to deal with, even tho it happens ALL THE TIME with those types of fans ugh :( 

i mean its super kind of them to leave luo jie’s space empty for him, but its kinda weird to have parts of the audio missing sadly :( and also chaowen’s voice did something weird in the middle there, like its sounds weirdly weak 

wait didnt yixing tell them to close the fan? but they didnt? 

xikan’s facial expressions are perfecttt, good for him! wish they gave more screen time to shiwei during shiwei’s lines lol... but also i cant help but hear lin mo’s voice during that part LOL ugh speaking of which i miss that team dynamic namanana team a on qcyn HAHAHAH hwx being a brat and fjj running around wild and lin mo giving up on them all just laughing like idiots for hours on end while bo yuan just judges them from a corner LOL i love the beginning of the wenxuan and lin mo friendship good times :’)  

HAHAH ENYU AGAIN WITH THE REALEST COMMENTS - i agree AHHAHAH i love these kids too but there was something off about this stage 

im surprised but also not surprised by what the judges are saying 

o didnt realize sxl was supposed to be center but i guess that explains the big puffy thing on his shoulder lol.......... agree with cx tho, even without his broken fan, i think the fans made them look worse bc it just looked messy 

well idk if we’re getting all the stages today but at least jin fan’s is also getting aired! TYGER HUG FOR JIN FAN YESS

jin fan teaching them dance? yes thank you for showing us he is a good dancer. oof jin fan’s just too nice :( hes trying to avoid conflict too much that it caused conflict smh......... lol oscar trying to talk to su er hes having such struggle i feel that bro LOL hes doing really well though, tbh being relatively young, hes really trying his best and is being reasonable. 

LOL HE CALLED HIM JIN FAN GE i forgot jin fan is considered old lol..... jin fan really taking the higher road here and im glad they sat together and talked it out a bit

THE JIN FAN VOICE YESSSS hahahhaha kou cong holding the tyger sign!!

oo is that some of his bel canto-style singing coming through LOL 

AY NICE for hong weihao and oscar to put in some rap 

some of those high notes were a bit questionable at the end but okay jin fan is really claiming that vocal + dance teacher role i see.... interesting 

but agree with yixing that he doesnt need to force himself to do high notes bc his voice is so nice regardless!! yay for oscar getting recognition! im still waiting for jin fan to do a cool dance performance sigh

wasnt expecting an enyu feature BUT ILL TAKE IT 

oof huang enyu saying hes really trying to put himself out there by going for leader and the realest comment that he hasnt considered getting to debut he just wants to pass this round oof and he feels like his opportunities may be cut short bc hes getting old oof

enyu and chenxu crying watching the movie 

AW THEIR HAHA VIDEOS ARE THE CUTEST THING I LOVE THESE KIDSSS so sad that so many of them are at risk of elimination :(  im glad these vocals made their own friend group! I hope itll be a memory they carry forward. they do all have shared experiences as vocals on this show. 

this reaction to junrong’s voice

same tho :’) but actually all of their voices are so so nice like actually these 5 are all people whose voices ive really listened for on this show, but wow renyu’s voice in particular like really ugh just sounds so pure 

also enyu looks really nice in this performance but thats a side note okay moving on

i mean literally these reactions

and li hao crying while singing and so many kids in the waiting room crying while watching OOF this perf has got me emotional 

HAHAHHAHA THEIR INTROS HAHAHHA

UGH ENYU his plea just.... the way he yelled it bc it mustve taken courage and it mustve been a frustration on his mind for a while now and bc maybe he wouldve broken down if he hadnt yelled it out but im really crying now.... and its so out of character for him that you know he really really is feeling desperate and feels the need to speak out

lol wait gjm posted on weibo about him? is that why hes getting more attention lol..........

i really hope the vocals win :( 

no tygers in the next ep preview? hmmMMMMMmm okay 

well also interesting that they put the other 4 perfs with the elims...... seems sketch but at least most of my kids got to go this week ahhhhhh i feel bad for the other groups already. esp the ones with the kids who arent as popular... 

[yutikyis]

Snowball Fight

(I am posting this here because I am considering consolidating my character blogs into one. It’s easier to write for other characters if I can just write instead of fumbling between tumblrs. So this is a Reri story, not a Yuti one.) 

Starlight. Frigging Twelve-damned Starlight. Worst damn time of the year if you asked Reri Kyis. A damn waste of time for everyone. Not that she hated getting gifts. Truth was she didn’t even mind giving gifts. Nahu had been surprised about that but it was true. She wasn’t going to give gifts to every damn person she met like the Twelve-forsaken Saint but a gift could be a way to praise someone as much as anything else. Despite what the Snowflake thought she wasn’t against praising people. They just had to earn it first. It was the idea behind it that ticked her off. It was a celebration of weakness and coddling and cowardice. Those stupid red outfits which so many people saw as something to praise. To her they were like scarlet signs of weakness. She wasn’t an idiot. You took care of kids until they could take care of themselves. That was how you kept the species alive. What she despised was hiding it. Pretending those kids were soldiers and then snickering in your hand about how you go away with it? The entire damn thing pissed her off. It pissed her off that the Ishgardians had been stupid enough to let a bunch of children probably die when they had enough space for them. Waste of life and waste of resources on top of that. It pissed her off the soldiers didn’t have the balls to actually confront their officers and settled for second best. It pissed her off because it taught those kids the wrong lesson and they began handing out presents to every random kit they could find instead of learning something useful. Damn celebration of weakness is what it was. If you asked her a damn sight better figure for Starlight would be that Azure Dragoon fellow. Now that’d be a damn proud story to tell your kids. “Yeah, Snowflake, people wear red because the Dragoon killed the ugly bastard who’d been terrorizing us for a generation and it stained his armor red. We wear red to celebrate that because it’s a damn fine thing to be proud of.” Course there was more to that particular story from what she’d gathered but it didn’t really matter. Both were stories anyway. It just depended on which one you wanted to celebrate. Killing an ancient wyrm and bathing in its blood was a damn sight more of an act to be proud of than hiding a bunch of kids from some damn bureaucrats and chucking them back out in the snow when you were done. Not to mention the frigging snow. Who ever heard of it snowing in a desert?  She’d come to Ul’dah to get piss drunk and ended up having to deal with it being cold enough to freeze her tits off despite it being the Twelve-damned desert. An frustrated part of her wondered if this was the result of some kind of Saint of Starlight Primal and if so could she stab the hell out of it and bring the warmth back?  Not that it mattered. Not even the bars were a fun escape today. Of course every single bar in the entire damned city was dressed up for the holiday. You couldn’t even get piss drunk without some arsehole crooning in your ear about the Saint’s bells or whatever. She could enjoy a good drinking song but those were songs that were about fun shite, not some red-faced Roe whinging about mother making out with the Saint beneath the mistletoe.  So that was why she found herself sitting outside in the snow, a bottle of Limsa’s finest imported in her hand, generally angry about the state of the world. Frigging celebrations of weakness ruining her drinking. She couldn’t even go out hunting because half the damn Companies were more worried about some stupid trees stealing decorations and the best place to hunt in the Shroud was full of idiots on dressed-up bears throwing boxes at one another like morons.  So she was content to get pissed and let the day pass... until a snowball hit her square in the face. As she sputtered and brushed the snow from her eyes, she looked around quickly, her hands sipping down to the daggers at her side, face alight with anger. Who in the Hells?! Her would-be victim was actually a Miqo’te boy of about twelve summers whose snowball had clearly missed HIS intended victim, a tall and lanky Roegadyn girl of a similar age. Both looked entirely terrified as Reri’s blazing eyes turned towards them. “OY! Ya bloody idiots! What the Hells kinda throw was that? I shoudl tan yer hides and hang ya up for the bloody vultures!” The Miqo’te boy looked as if he wanted to melt as quickly as the Starlight snow. It was only the Roe girl who seemed to be regain a little composure. “'’Leave 'im alone ye ole bat. It ain't his fault ye were sittin' thar mopin',” the girl shouted back, standing between her friend and the angry redhaired Miqo’te, arms crossed tight over her chest as if she could intimidate Reri into submission. “Well, I ain’t mopin’ if you want to know the truth. I’m considerin’ how to tear yer head off and shove it up your own arse. Figure that’d be an interestin’ Starlight challenge. Figure the Saint can find ya ta give ya a gift up there?” Reri growled, though there was a twinkle of amusement in her eyes as the girl stood up to her. “Well, I assume ye'd be th' one t' tell me considerin' ye already 'ave yers up thar!” the Roe sniffed. The Miqo’te boy slid up behind her and tugged at her arm. “Iyrn, c’mon, don’t make it worse,” he whispered in a pleading, plaintive and desperate voice that made it clear he did this all the time.  “I shall nah! Th' squiffy ole strumpet be threatenin' us 'cause she got a wee snow down her front? Maybe if she buttoned up her jacket that wouldna be a problem!“ Reri’s bad mood vanished in an instant and she began to laugh loudly. She took a long swig from her bottle and pulled her hand away from her daggers. “Squiffy ole strumpet am I? That’s mighty big words comin’ from a bearchild whose askin’ for a beatin’.” Reri’s threat however seemed only about halfway real. “Good on you for standin’ up for yourself, girly. Probably gonna get your arse kicked for it someday but better an arsekickin’ than being a pansy.”  The Roe seemed entirely unsure how to take that mix of threat and compliment and settled for huffing quietly. “I be nah afeared o' some tart who be so bothered by snow she'd try t' skewer me o'er it.” Reri’s laughter redoubled at that and the Miqo’te boy’s ears flattened back against his head. “C’mooooon  Iyrnthota, let’s just go before the lady gets angrier at us...”  Reri shook her head and gave the Miqo’te boy a glare. “Oy, mankit, shut yer bloody mouth. Yer a man, ain’t ya? You should be the one standin’ in front of her, not cowerin’ like a babe behind his mama. Have some damn Miqo pride boy. Ya ain’t ever gonna be a Nuhn that way.” The boy slumped slightly and mumbled something about not wanting to be a Nuhn anyway.  Reri gave a derisive snort at that. “Well, I ain’t particularly fond of Nuhns myself but I doubt you’re going to be able to take a ride on the Roegadyn express either if’n ya keep acting like a wimp.” Judging by the sudden way the Miqo’te’s face turned pale and then a vivid shade of red, there was was a very real chance the poor boy was about to pass out and die on the spot. Iyrn turned no less red though her response was more anger than anything. “Ye crude ole strumpet, wha' be th' matter wit' ye? We be friends 'n even if we were nah that ain't somethin' ye jus' say.” Somehow that made the Miqo’te boy look both happy and miserable ta the same moment. Reri rolled her eyes and walked over towards a nearby street pole, one of the large ones used to hold up advertisements and banners. She rested her back against it and motioned for the two to approach her with her head. After a moment they did. “Listen, the pair a ya. Ya ain’t got nothin’ ta be gained by pretendin’ ya nothin’. Yer little friend there,” she motioned at the Miqo’te who slunk behind his friend again “.. s’clearly got a crush on ya about as wide as a chasm. So just admit it boyo instea’ dancin’ around all this shite. It’s a wastea everyone’s time, myself included bein’ as I gotta tell ya this.”  Iyrn looked behind her shoulder at the MIqo’te and frowned. “That ain't true, be it O'Lei?” The boy’s cheeks turned a brighter shade of red which just made Reri burst out into laughter. “Girl, ya must be mighty blind if ya can’t see that. Boy has it bad enough for ya he’s probably havin’ dirty dr-” “S-Stop it!” “C’mon boy, nothin’ to be ashamed of, you’re at that ag-” 

“By th' Twelve do ye ever stop natterin'!?” Iyrn interrupted with a huff. She looked over at O’Lei again and there was something a bit softer in her eyes as she smiled at him. He looked up at her and fidgeted a little before giving her a tiny smile. “If she's right ye should say somethin', ye know. I like ye too,” Iyrn said softly. The boy’s expression shifted to one of shock before a brilliant smile crossed his face. “You mean it?” “O' course I do. Ye're me best mate aren't ye?” “Yeah but I wasn’t-” And anything more was interrupted by Reri making a loud exaggerated gagging sound. As both looked back at her, Iyrn clearly affronted, while O’Lei was too obviously pleased with the situation to be really upset, Reri smirked at them. “See? Ain’t nothin’ to be gained from dancing around the truth. Ya be honest and ya go for what ya want. If it ain’t what either of ya want then ya might as well get that out in the open too. Have some balls.” Both the children seemed a little unsure but nodded their heads in unison. O’Lei actually reached out and took the Roe girl’s hand lightly and stood a bit closer with her.

Reri’s eyes twinkled slightly. “Well, one la’ thing before I leave the two of ya.” The Roe and Miqo both looked at her in confusion. “Ya oughta keep yer wits about ya even durin’ a conversation,” she said and quickly pulled her leg up and kicked backwards at the pole she was leaning again..  Up above a particularly large pile of snow that had been pile up above on the small outcropping used to hang the advertisements was suddenly shaken loose, sending a veritable avalanche of heavy wet snow down on both children.  By the time it was finished they were both covered in the stuff, shivering and trembling and shocked. “Looks like I win’ the snowball fight, ‘eh?” she said with a wink and a raucous laugh as she turned and strode away, finishing the last of her bottle as she did, leaving the two snow-covered kids behind her.

[handofvictory]

Does this for Y’gar because he’s precious

What is your character’s name? Does the character have a nickname?

Y’gar. For much of Cata/Mists/etc. he is known as “Son of the Seabeast” in full, because his father wanted to hammer in his mother’s legacy. He ditches it the moment he becomes Battlelord, at which point that is the title he adopts. He’ll later be taking his husband’s false surname of Anchorfist. Conveniently, it’s applicable to both a dwarf and an orc!

What is your character’s hair color? Eye color?

His hair is brown and his eyes are red; basically not at all differentiating from in-game colour-wise.

What kind of distinguishing facial features does your character have?

He has a few lip marks, which are common for orcs (likely scars from biting one’s upper lip. Tusks, man). His face is very soft and gentle for an orc, although he is still very expressive.

Does your character have a birthmark? Where is it? What about scars? How did he get them?

He’s as scarred as one would expect a typical orc to be, albeit he feels as though he should have more. He has no birthmarks to speak of, but he does have tattoos.

Who are your characters friends and family? Who does he surround himself with? Who are the people your character is closest to? Who does he wish he were closest to?

Of his guild, his particular close friends are Morana, Hallomanaha, and likely others but they don’t come to mind right now. He’s divorced himself from his birth family, having been overwhelmed by his father and the memory of his mother. He regrets it at times, but then he remembers something that helps him recognize “yeah no screw it”. One of the dearest people to his heart is, of course, his fiancé (to be husband once Legion officially ends).

Where was your character born? Where has he lived since then? Where does he call home?

He lives currently in Silvermoon with the rest of the guild. He spent most of his life in Durotar/Orgrimmar, and briefly spent some time in Dun Morogh during Mists and hung out in Booty Bay between Wrath and Cataclysm.

Where does your character go when he’s angry?

Onto the battlefield, where he can, like any orc, take his fury out on his enemies. If that’s not an option, he goes to the training room. It’s rare to get him particularly angry, though.

What is his biggest fear? Who has he told this to? Who would he never tell this to? Why?

Being alone. His other most major fear of losing Moroes boils down to this, as well. Even jailed and isolated isn’t so bad to him, not just because of his apparent self-destruction manifesting into confidence in such a situation, but because his jailer would count as company. But lost, in an unknown place with no way out, he would break down. He very much needs people.

Given that Moroes has the same fear, they’ve discussed this before. They’re very comforting to one another about it.

Does he have a secret?

Not as of Legion. He’s generally quite the open book, and doesn’t like hiding things from others.

What makes your character laugh out loud?

He has a light-hearted and innocent sense of humour, though occasionally a more lewd joke will get the better of him. He’s not boisterous about his laughing.

When has your character been in love? Had a broken heart?

Currently, he’s engaged to a dwarf and they consume me tbh. Y’gar’s dated before Moroes, but has never really been in love. Compulsory heterosexuality had him with a woman, at which point he quickly realized he wasn’t into that.

Then dig deeper by asking more unconventional questions:

What is in your characters refrigerator right now? On his bedroom floor? On his nightstand? In his garbage can?

im lazy

Look at your characters feet. Describe what you see there. Does he wear dress shoes, gym shoes, or none at all? Is he in socks that are ratty and full of holes? Or is he wearing a pair of blue and gold slippers knitted by his grandmother?

Armoured boots, as any warrior. There’s plenty of damage and signs of repairs from battle and post-battle, as Y’gar regularly takes the attention of the enemy as per being the tank.

When your character thinks of his childhood kitchen, what smell does he associate with it? Sauerkraut? Oatmeal cookies? Paint? Why is that smell so resonant for him?

im lazy

Your character is doing intense spring cleaning. What is easy for him to throw out? What is difficult for him to part with? Why?

im lazy

Its Saturday at noon. What is your character doing? Give details. If he’s eating breakfast, what exactly does he eat? If he’s stretching out in his backyard to sun, what kind of blanket or towel does he lie on?

im lazy

What is one strong memory that has stuck with your character from childhood? Why is it so powerful and lasting?

im lazy

Your character is getting ready for a night out. Where is he going? What does he wear? Who will he be with?

im lazy and also need to go to bed i need to reobtain my g1 tomorrow

Character Questionnaire 2

This questionnaire was invented by the noted French author Marcel Proust. These questions are frequently used in interviews so you may want to pretend youre interviewing your characters.

What do you consider your greatest achievement?

“I suppose becoming Battlelord is an impressive professional achievement... really, I don’t know why me over the countless others surely more talented than I am, but at the same time, I don’t want to complain.”

What is your idea of perfect happiness?

“Him and I, away from this faction war nonsense. Somewhere where my brothers and sisters of the guild are not burdened, either-- nor are those he cares for from his guild. But... that’s just pure idealism.”

What is your current state of mind?

“I’m alright, I guess. Argus is a discomforting place, with the Legion abound. Still, I’ve been in worse moods.”

What is your favorite occupation?

“I didn’t think I had the heart for battle, but I find I actually... like tanking for the guild. It’s a confidence-booster, at the very least, to stand against beasts and villains several thousand times my size and keeping their attention away from everyone else. I certainly feel helpful.”

What is your most treasured possession?

He smiles and touches his gauntletted left hand. “Until the wedding... ♥”

What or who is the greatest love of your life?

“By the ancestors-- if you get me started on how I adore Moroes Anchorfist, Battlelord and my sea and stars, I’ll finally have reason to never shut up.”

What is your favorite journey?

“Favourite? Um-- I... actually can’t decide. I just enjoy spending time with others, no matter what’s happening. ... I just know I don’t prefer anything that involves spiders.”

What is your most marked characteristic?

“Personality-wise? Um... I get a lot of comments about being shy, or sweet, or pathetic depending on who’s talking. Physically? Anyone who checks me out tends to stare at my abs.”

When and where were you the happiest?

“That moment will come soon. Very... very soon.” Smiles.

What is it that you most dislike?

Makes a face. “It’s a shallow answer, but... spiders. I’ll be happy if I never have to sink my axe into another one of those damn creepy bastards ever again.”

What is your greatest fear?

“I... losing my love is a major one, but... on a purely selfish level, I just... I don’t want to be alone.”

What is your greatest extravagance?

“Not really mine, but Odyn insists on officiating mine and Moroes’ wedding in the Halls of Valor with the Vrykul, as much of the guild as we want to invite... I would have been happy with just doing it in a private ceremony in Pandaria like we had planned before, but Moroes liked the idea, and, well... where he’s happy, I’m happy.”

Which living person do you most despise?

“Um, I guess Garrosh is out of the question since he’s dead now. I... don’t know. I have a hard time really hating people. Okay, Catahecas is an asshole and nobody likes him, but he... really could be worse? People really have to earn my ire, I guess, and... wow, that sounded presumptuous...”

What is your greatest regret?

Buries his face in his hands. “... Northrend...”

Which talent would you most like to have?

“Talent? Practically, I should ask Althrich for tips on cooking. I’m going to be married soon, and I know Moroes doesn’t know how to do it.”

Where would you like to live?

“I think I would like someplace with a winter’s chill, but not so cold as, say, Icecrown. Dun Morogh is actually rather nice, I find, but, er-- I know Moroes would rather avoid it... Perhaps Kun-Lai is close enough to that climate?”

What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery?

“I... a lot of people have gone through much worse than I. Torture. The weight of the world. Deaths of others, their own deaths. Of them, I don’t know which would be the greatest of despair... I want to give you an answer to be polite, and so I don’t feel so ignorant, but at the same time...”

What is the quality you most like in a man?

“Well, I know what I like in my beloved. He’s clever, strong, inspirational, hard-working, caring, thoughtful, incredibly handsome-- I like blue eyes and a long beard...” Blushes suddenly. “I-I’m sorry, I’m going on too long.”

...Pause. “Aw, hell, it’s him, how can I not? ♥ As I was saying, handsome, witty, brave...”

What is the quality you most like in a woman?

Blank-faced -- “When they’re not attracted to me.”

What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?

His face tells of a struggle not to say ‘everything’. “I... um... Just the worst one? I guess... My biggest weakness is how I waver before opposition. I mean, I’m-- I’m getting better, I think? That’s what everyone else is telling me, but...”

What is the trait you most deplore in others?

“I think... what I hate to see most in others is undeterred, uncaring cruelty. I hated Garrosh’s warmongering, Illidan irks me with his self-justifications... It’s not even sadism on their part. It’s that they are-- or were-- just so... impassive about it. As if the lives and pain of others just meant nothing.”

What do you most value in your friends?

“I admire their hard work and resilience, their marching onward despite everything. I know a lot of them have demons they battle regularly, worse than I could dream of, but still they continue. I aspire to be that way, as well.”

Who is your favorite hero of fiction?

“I can’t think of a good tale. All the ones I know are true stories.”

Whose are your heroes in real life?

“Aside from people I know personally, I’ve long admired High Overlord Saurfang’s strong morals and sense of honor. I’m glad he now leads the people of Orgrimmar.”

Which living person do you most admire?

“Have I mentioned my future husband often enough yet? I have? No I haven’t. Let me talk about him some more--”

What do you consider the most overrated virtue?

“I wish I could say warmongering wasn’t a virtue I could list for you, but then again, take one step into Orgrimmar and you’ll hear about thirty people boasting their latest kills.” Growls. “And they say Grom freed us from our bloodlust.”

On what occasions do you lie?

“I don’t like to lie... but I’ll do it to keep others safe.”

Which words or phrases do you most overuse?

“I’ve had a lot of people tell me to stop apologizing for things... and then I apologize for apologizing. It doesn’t happen much anymore, thankfully.”

If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?

Once again, ‘everything’ comes to mind. “I-I maybe answered this when you asked what I most hated about myself? But if not that, then I just want to be strong enough to be reliable. I feel like that encompasses everything...”

What are your favorite names?

“Besides my fiancé’s? Uh, I don’t know. I associate good things with my allies’ names. I don’t think about it besides that?”

How would you like to die?

Shifts uncomfortably. “Not anytime soon. Unlike most of my people, I... don’t want to die in battle. I’d rather pass peacefully.”

If you were to die and come back as a person or thing, what do you think it would be?

Groans. “You realize that is reality for far too many, right? Some wear undeath well, I... don’t think I would. In fact, I think I’d be too weak to maintain my sentience in undeath. So I’d rather not.”

What is your motto?

“Don’t have one? I mean... I guess... the Horde battle cry, but everyone has that...”