Originally Posted by
whynotchris
The Lich King, defeated......replaced? Who cares how they chose their future mistakes?
The Banshee Queen throws herself from Icecrown Citadel, expecting her consciousness to be brought to the place of light she was briefly lulled into after her First Death. Why shouldn't she expect it? She spent her after life breaking from from Arthas' control to defend her new people, the new arrows in a quiver.
And she'd earned that rest. More than ever, she'd -
Something is wrong. Something has gone wrong. Despite her expectations...pain.
Arthas? Here? Wait...a child? Is that you, Arthas? Tormented, confused and alone.
Ugh! She had not felt in decades. Not truly felt. Remembered that living beings had feelings beyond hatred, anger, cunning, discipline.
Child Arthas: wailing, frightened, confused and in pain - she reaches for....what?! Could she be in a place so horrid, a shred of her remaining humanity felt pity for Arthas Menethil?
Agony. Ugh! was this what was waited for....
Meanwhile - (cause it's forever ago. I counted.) we all forgot this happened because she committed suicide on the jagged spikes of saronite at the base of Ice Crown Citadel. Saronite =
The Blood of Yogg-Saron.
A once strong and driven mind shattered across an infinite plain of Void. Sylvanas Windrunner, Ranger-General of Blah Blah: The Banshee Queen, Lady of the You Soon Won't Remember. Yes, another indispensably important person had dashed themselves to pieces upon...alright, it'd never felt quite like this. So much of the original mind hadn't quite been so...animated.
No matter. I shall...I am not of what I was even though I am what I have always been? A Light...Alone in My Dark...
My hooks are in. Her mind is shattered. Fill in the cracks and All that you know will fade.
Since Sylvanas' suicide, her personality has changed. That's to be expected since her reason for not-living was to not-live Arthas even harder. So stay where she had ALWAYS been in the Horde. The Shadows. Where she works best.
But Thrall quits. He has a lot of options. A lot of options BETTER than Garrosh.
Cairne. People like or at least respect him. Old, wise, battle hardened.
Vol'Jin. I mean, same. Respected. Battle-tested, mother approved?
Sylvanas. No one's first choice but she IS a member of the Horde and Goddamn, she has more military experience than-
Garrosh.
What?
Garrosh. I pick Garrosh.
FFS, Why?!
*chants*
FFS, fine! Garrosh. As long as other viable leaders are still *kills Cairne in an (albeit well intended) unfair fight* alright but there's still *attempts to assassinate Vol'Jin*
Ok, not ideal. Garrosh, bring the Horde together as the disenfranchised masses it was born of! Attract allies in the unlikely - *bomb Theramore* allllright. So you're seeming a bit zealoty. Anything to say?
"You ain't orc'd mug, you ain't zug zug!" Sylvanas hates all of it.
I mean...
/MoP Sylvanas hates all of it.
Vol'jin. Sylvanas does NOT actually hate all of it because she respects this Warchi-oh, fuck. He Fel'd in battle.
SO why would the Loa name Sylvanas? Maybe because they know if she stays in the shadows, the corruption borne into her will only grow unchecked. Because to the Forsaken, she isn't a leader - she's a way of life. The ONLY way of life for most of them. And the newer ones, the only way of life that didn't entail an immediate dirt nap.
If her mind has been corrupted by an Old God for years, the last place you'd want her is front and center. Despite her military prowess, she is not the face of The Horde. She should not be. She cannot be. These were more arrows....
"The Spirits have granted me Clarity. A vision. They whisper a name."
Sylvanas waits in anticipation. Vol'Jin, the last of the Original Horde, wants her allegiance before he can pass. He, more than most, has earned a death knowing his allies in life do not change in death.
"Many will not understand," The Warchief's voice is growing hoarse, yet somehow reinforced by whispers speaking too quickly to have happened yet to forceful to have not "but you must step out of the shadows."
A knot Sylvanas had never known was in her stomach loosed and if she could have worry of faint - a malady that even with bloodflow she never had in court, she thought....
The Throne was empty. The room was empty but for Nathanos. It made no sense.
Garrosh made no sense.
Vol'jin had made some but it had been a very hurried sense.
The Banshee Queen, for Warchief....how would the Tauren does it matter?
Baine. Saurfang. She had no emotional attachment to either good
The Loa they whispered a name.
Many would not understand.
The least of which, the name whispered.