Gnome Ritual
I know what you must be thinking. Why would any otherwise intelligent beast choose this path for himself?
When I heard the gnomes were looking for a volunteer, I knew I had found my calling.
Their device converts intelligence into brute strength, and I'm the smartest among my kind.
It is not without risk, however.
I've been warned that my sharp wit will lose its edge after the procedure.
But as long as I keep this handsome face, should I really care?
I use humor to mask my anxiety.
Between friends, I am a little nervous.
Mostly I worry I won't be good enough.
I want to exceed everyone's expectations.
But we're in this together, $p, right? You won't let me fail.
I want to become so colossal that the Horde trembles in fear at the sight of me!
Whatever the cost, it will be worth it to see the Horde pay for what they have done.
I know the risks, $p. And I accept them.
I am ready to become a weapon of the Alliance.
We can use this power to our advantage. Go forth and destroy the Horde, but do it quickly! We can only hold the ritual for so long....