v o i c e

[demonwinged]

[Illidan's voice is deep and melodic, sounding both speculative and resentful.]

So many things lost worth saving, and so much time spent in preparation and reparation for our chosen paths. Yet, when you look back on your life from the vantage point of these new worlds, what perspective have we?

[He's silent a few moments, speculating answers himself, before speaking again.]

Our presence here does not alter nor reverse what we did on our worlds, nor why we did them. Our mistakes follow us, as do our own truths. The injustice bore on our shoulders follows us too, as it had shaped us before so does it now.

[Illidan's silence this time doesn't last as long, and the resentful tone slips away to leave only a questioning sound to his voice.]

How much can we reshape ourselves here, to find new causes here?

Is there anything here worth sacrificing for?

[Now is the longest pause, and he adds as an obvious side-note not at all related to the ponderings he's shared just now:] And where is the best brothel one can recommend on these worlds?