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In the not-so-brief interlude of my absence, I was tagged by a fellow World of Warcraft blogger. Due to my absence, I hadn’t realized this but it will be rectified now!
Krizzlybear of Frost is the New Black has been eagerly posting a number of topics on roleplaying, his thoughts, and gnomes. In fact, a lot about gnomes! In this vein, in one of his more recent posts he followed an Internet trend and posted his reactions on a number of rather well-know events — at least within the World of Warcraft! Done from the perspective of the gnome Wimzig, the post “Wimzig’s Whimsy: Where in the World?” looks back on where he was during some significant events in the universe. I was tagged in the post as the perky priestess Csilla Kovács.
Oh goodie! So, where was Csilla Kovács during:
The Battle of Mount Hyjal? (Warcraft 3)
Probably a bit t’ be said ’bout tha’ whole thing since it was all important-like an’ all, but I ain’t the one t’ be sayin’ it, yah? I was jes’ a gel myself at the time, perhaps ’bout, oh, ten or eleven or so. Was still livin’ on m’pappy’s vineyard with a brood o’ sisters an’ brothers, workin’ ’bout an’ doing chores. It was real hard-like, t’ be honest, ’cause our pappy was out there fightin’, with them greenskins an’ pointy-eared fellahs, workin’ t’ save some tree.
Which don’t make much sense t’ me, y’know? We’s always out there clearin’ the trees an’ plants an’ like tha’ are growin’ up ’round these parts fer some reason or other an’ then m’pappy goes out an’ fights t’ save some silly tree. Was summat special ’bout it, I bet, but ain’t never heard much ’bout it. Don’t make no sense if’n ya ask me.
But ya didn’t ask, did ya? So all I can say ’bout Mount Hyjal is tha’ m’pappy was there an’ he don’t talk ’bout it never, even when we ask real fierce-like. But we’s real glad he came back!
The Opening of the Dark Portal (by Medivh)?
Phew, weren’t ’round fer tha’ neither! We humans ain’t so long livin’ as others, y’know, so we ain’t able t’ see all o’ them things yer askin’ ’bout. Know tha’ Stormwind got broken up real bad, though, when them greenskins came through the portal. We fought pretty fierce-like ‘gainst the Horde, but didn’t do us no good, y’know? Some lordy-type thought he was real smart-like an’ tha’ them greeskin fellahs couldn’t hurt us, but he weren’t right at all.
Mister General Tanriel, sir, he said all them lord fellahs ain’t as dumb as some, but they don’t seem too smart t’ me sometimes. Ain’t got them any common sense, yah? Should try livin’ on a farm or summat — get them some real learnin’ done!
The Naxxramas Event?
Now this, this is summat I know all ’bout! I was ’round fer this one. Had jes’ joined up with them fellahs in the Shield o’ Dawn an’ was under the command o’ mister General Draj, sir, an’ mister General Tanriel, sir. They was helpin’ me with all o’ this trainin’ an’ the like when they had t’ stop ’cause o’ them floaty castles in the sky.
Was in Stormwind, in fackt, jes’ when the first one appeared. The sky turned all black an’ the sun disappeared an’ a lot o’ people were real frightened ’cause we didn’t know nowt ’bout wha’ was going on. Then these undead fellahs jes’ appeared — like Tadams does sometimes, y’know? All sudden-like? Whoosh! An’ they’re there! — an’ started makin’ their was towards the Keep where the little king was holdin’ his court. The guards weren’t happy none, rushin’ towards them deaders, swingin’ their swords an’ callin’ fer help. An’ the cry went out an’ everyone joined in, from the bakers t’ other travelers from ’round the world who was in Stormwind City at the time. We was hackin’ an’ magickin’ an’ healinatin’ an’ we managed t’ stop this big deader jes’ afore he managed t’ get t’ Old town!
Weren’t ’til later tha’ we found out the deaders was attackin’ all over the world, even where them Horde fellahs was. Took a lot o’ effort t’ clear up the world an’ set it all proper again, but I weren’t too involved in tha’ — I was too busy learnin’ how t’ be a real soldier, workin’ in the Shield of Dawn.
The Sundering?
T’ be real honest-like — ’cause y’know m’pappy wouldn’t have no gel o’ his be any other way! — I ain’t knowin’ too much ’bout this. I know it has summat t’ do with them Burnin’ Crusade fellahs an’ how they wants t’ take over all the world, but it happended a long, long, long, long time ago, well afore m’granpappy’s pappy’s pappy was even ’round.
I heard a bit o’ it afore from some pointy-eared fellahs tha’ was talkin’ ’bout it one evenin’. An’ miss Rahel, ma’am, got real drunk-like one night on some dwarven ale an’ was tellin’ stories ’bout it. ‘Bout how they came ’cause o’ some pointy-earred queenie was all silly-like an’ wanted summat tha’ she weren’t supposed t’ have an’ a whole bunch of peoples got real hurt. Like, killed hurt. An’ then the silly pointy-earred queen, she went an’ broke up the whole world ’til it became wha’ is now. Y’know, with all o’ them different continents, like the one with miss Proudmoore an’ bucktooths an’ cowpeoples an’ greenskins, an’ then ours with all o’ us normal human fellahs.
But, like I said afore, was a real long time ago.
The Crashing of the Exodar?
Remember hearin’ ’bout those blueskin fellahs from mister Tanriel, sir. Didn’t see much myself, but he an’ miss Esz — Y’know o’ tha’ pointy-eared lady? She’s pretty nice-like, if’n ya approach her right, but she’s a little off in the head, if’n ya know wha’ I mean. Called us her pack, like we was some animals. — they went t’ some party after them draenei fell from the sky an’ they got t’ talk t’ some official-type fellah.
I was in The Regiment at the time, workin’ under Daq, but he weren’t Daq no more. He had made hisself some sort o’ General an’ was workin’ with miss Esz an’ miss Aura an’ all o’ these fellahs tha’ I knew. Y’see, the Shield o’ Dawn decided they was lookin’ fer some like-minded fellahs an’ decided them The Regiment fellahs was the way t’ go. So Daq was now General Daq, sir, an’ we was workin’ on this here alliance.
Oh, sorry, was ramblin’ again. M’pappy says I does tha’ sometimes, but I ain’t able t’ stop it all o’ the time. Says my jaws’re going t’ get all worn away one day from how much I talk, y’know? Anyway, ’bout the Exodar? Like I said, heard ’bout it from mister Tanriel, when we was in a tavern in Ironforge. Hidgo an’ I, we was drinkin’ summat fierce, with Tadams an’ mister Aduin an’ even Frelic — who weren’t even an officer hisself at the time. Tha’ was later. Anyway, in walks mister Tanriel, lookin’ all serious when we was jes’ havin’ fun. Thought we were in trouble, but instead he went an’ told us all ’bout how he was tryin’ t’ make an alliance with them blueskin fellahs so tha’ we’d have more allies fer when the big fight came. Whenever it did, yah?
Some o’ them joined later, but I didn’t get t’ know them too well. Helped out miss Assaanne a bit, but tha’s ’bout it!
Tag, You’re it!
The following wonderful individuals are invited to continue Krizzlybear’s original efforts by writing their own responses in character:
- Draccos of Flying J’s Weblog;
- Jezrael at DPS: We Deliver;
- Loronar of 35 Yards Out1
- Tankette over at Tankette’s Rambles, but as a certain troll we all know and love; and
- The delicious duo of LF3M who have expressed interest in roleplaying, Kiyo and Edge.
For those of you who may not know the deal, answer the above five questions in character on your site.2 Once done, feel free to drop back and let us know your answers. And don’t forget to tag some other schmucks World of Warcraft bloggers to participate!
