Disclaimer!: I do not Own World of Warcraft or anything related to it! But what I do own is Sibylle's dead ass as well as Cazalet's ass. It's just a small thing that lets you look through Sib's eyes, so to speak..

My first time writing in first person…

:::I have a wonder..::::

I let out a sigh as I peered through the holes that I had placed in the straps that criss-crossed my face. Why I decided that I wanted to do that is beyond my reasoning. Most people believed me to be blind, I loved to prove them wrong. It pained me that I couldn't feel the warm flames of the fire that we had built to provide us with some light. Caz sat as far away from me as possible, as he normally did, his armour making his outline seem darker than normal as the fire light had nothing to shine on, his armour was so dirty!

Rooting through my bag I found my needle and thread, eyeing his tabard that he always wore yet again. He must have guessed my thinking, for all he did was grumble and say "For the last time, No, you can not fix it. I don't want it fixed." and turned away. I smiled and looked to the rabbit that I swore was there. "See Carrot, he's a grump!" and with that little comment, his piercing blue eyes drifted back to me, "Who the hell are you talking to Sib?" He asked. "Carrot! Can't you see him?

" There's nothing there Sib." he rubbed at his temples as he placed another log onto the fire. "Of course there's something there!" I shot back at him, pursing my rotting lips together. He huffed and shook his head.

A little while later, after much argument over if my beloved Carrot was real or not, our conversation took a strange turn, thanks to myself. It started off after he chucked a still burning log at my head. "Hey Caz…I have a wonder….Why is it that we don't feel pain as much as we should?" he froze, another log smoldering in his plated hand. Setting it back down in the fire he gave me an 'are-you-kidding-me?' kind of look. " and what brought this up?" he asked, raising his chin as he looked down at me. "Well it's not the fact that you tossed a burning log at my head, Caz, it's for a completely different reason all together!" I said, clapping my hands together. "I…don't know why that is…" he said, leaning back on his elbows as he looked up to the star-lit sky, his lanky black hair falling behind him. I took the moment to look my companion over. His skin was violet, sort of close to my pale skin tone. He looked rather normal, aside from the few places where rot had started to form. His face that was always pulled into a frown had the skin stapled onto his own bone -I wonder if that hurt when he did that.- "Caaaaaaaazzzzz," I began as I scooted over to him. He looked my way and gave me a glare. "Do you think gods are real? I mean, aside from Yogg saron and C'thun that I hear people talking about all the tim-"

"where do you hear people talking about that?" he interjected. "Oh that's simple, I eavesdrop on some people…anyways, don't interrupt me Or I'll sick Carrot on you!"

"Carrots not real, Sibylle…But continue.." he waved a hand in my direction. "I did finish my statement. You have to answer my wonder." I said with a confident smile. "Do gods Exist? Why are you asking me this Sib?" he spoke, rubbing his temples again. "Because."

"that's not much of an answer." was all I got before he sat up. "well alright then! What about o-"

"Let's play a game Sib." he said, stopping me yet again. "If I can wear your Helmet, then yes I'll play." I said, picking it up and placing It on my head with a smile. "Let's see who can be quiet the longest.." was all he said before looking back up at the sky.

Oh well, if being quiet is the only way I can wear his Helmet, then so be it, I'll be quiet until the morning!

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