Aerulai wrote:Made an Undead Warlock on Argent Dawn under the name Helvetica. My main is a Night Elf Hunter on Gorgonnash(pvp) along with the rest of SoD. Name is Aerulai of course

Helvetica....welcome to the top of the food chain.
Forsaken Kin, the natural order has been put on notice. Nature has been called to acknowledge a new seat at the table of creation.
Now is the time for us, the Forsaken Undead, to declare ourselves to all Awareness as the immortal Children of Forever. The time for Nature to give itself over before Supernature, and we it's masters. Now is the time to enforce heed to our call. Now is the time for
our dynasty.
The Forsaken are the last immortal race on Azeroth. When we lie down, Time is our bed. While we are partners to Time through the gift of Undeath, the mortals slave to it from the burden of life. Thus, they make themselves inferior by default, leaving us to render grander schemes.
Inevitably, they will make us their Gods or be destroyed through our disfavor.
It is with this spirit of destiny that we consecrate The Black Circle, forsaken from the light of Life, heirs to the shadow of undeath.
Stand in the Black Circle with us, Helvetica. Eternity's hand has reached out to the Forsaken. We need only reach back through our enemies and hold on.
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Aerulai.....don't linger. Immortality has tossed you aside.
Or rather you've forfeited it! Despite your favored place in existence, the arrogance of the Night Elves allowed no gratitude, no appreciation for the gift of Eterntiy that you and your people possesed.
Have the countless generations of Elven primacy dulled senses to the fact that Nature abhors a vacuum? Supernature even moreso? The brightest powers of Existence that you all greedily prostituted ushered your people away from immortality and marshalled us, the Forsaken, in.
If the Gift of Forever were freely given by you, we would thank you...
Lost by you, we would pity...
Taken
from, we might even avenge you...
But you
threw it away!
Elves make their claim to be the shepherds of nature yet you overtask it with a new World Tree. And that, seeded to replace the original lost through your own reckless call to the Burning Legion in the first place.
So move off...and
down. Down to whatever station suits a fallen race. Eternity is
our partner now. Undeath is ascendent! Ascendent to the grace that you refused to be worthy of. Or took for granted through eons of favor. Either way, Existence has recognized your crime and handed
down judgement.
You are free to serve your sentence in the jail of mortal life. But reject your new place and you charter us to enforce the partnership with Infinity that you could not.
~Praow Funat-Suul, Forsaken Warlock in the service of Queen Sylvanus <> Royal Apothecary of the Second Plague.