Though I am a champion of the Alliance I have always felt myself more of a neutral party, fighting and killing for “the cause” only when dire needs are impressed upon me. Elune whispers in my ears every day, and rarely is it a call for bloodshed and conflict.
I have lived many younger races’ lifetimes, and seen a great many corners of this world, and the varied peoples who call it home. Some proud members of the Alliance would scoff and spit upon the Horde, saying there is no beauty within them.
I say, they have not looked. Perhaps it is because the “Blood Elf” sindorei, many generations ago, were once my kinsmen, but I have much respect for their appreciation of nature.
Sunstrider Isle, Silvermoon City (Horde Territory), and the Eversong Woods. Eastern Kingdoms, Azeroth