I am Tilani, former warrior in defense of our homelands, now formidable paladin of the Blood Knights. I have been an exceptional warrior already, mind you, even though young and still in training. My teachers tried to remind me of that, but I knew better. No other student in my group could best me, I even hit our close combat expert in a training match once. Hallen claimed he was going easy on me, but he talks shit often enough. Although, I have to admit, he knows his way around with a sword. And I prefer to handle a sharp, light sword compared to more brutish options. Still, throughout all that training, I never felt satisfied. Something was missing-I felt I had more slumbering within me.
Even though our people are naturally inclined towards magic, I didn't hear the call. Sure, it's still within us, surrounding us, permeating us, but I did not want to fully depend on it. I still feel the urge pulling at me, as it does with my people. Plagued by thoughts if my path was the wrong one, I was searching for ways to prove myself. The one thing I was convinced of early on was fighting for my people and our lands. Even though it looked bleak for my people throughout the wars and the destruction the Scourge wrought, my parents were successful in keeping me safe, sacrificing their lives for me in the end. I am thankful. My training as a warrior in the ranks of our guards gave me the necessary stability after losing my parents.
I need not worry about my path, the day of enlightenment approached on its own, defending an important outpost along our borders from a filthy Alliance attack. My eyes were opened that day, courtesy of one Lady Liadrin. It was the utmost honor to fight alongside her. She even encouraged me to fight on. I had slain a disgusting little dwarf, pulling my sword out of his guts, when I heard her, standing next to me, I could feel her power emanating. "Onwards, to the left flank, my Blood Knights!" she shouted. She knew I was destined to become a Blood Knight, that's why she called me that. I looked to my side, the fierce Warrior standing next to me, her sword-just like me-outstretched, pointing towards our enemy. I felt her touch on my soul, her light radiating through my body, imbuing me with never before sensed power. This was the strengthI was searching for my entire life.
The next day, I attempted to go to Lady Liadrin and ask for my rightful place in the order. The order master I encountered told me, Lady Liadrin would love to see me and pave the way for my entrance, but she was indisposed at the moment. No matter, I fully understood that the matriarch had pressing matters to attend to. The initiation to the order of the Blood Knights was very special to me. They say, it can be a hurtful process to impose one's own will onto the creature of Light and bend its power to your own bidding. I assume these other inferior applicants didn't have the same drive towards their goal as I did. I, for that matter, just fell asleep afterwards, the voice of shattering glass in my head remaining, just to wake up a new, superior warrior after one day. The pain shooting through the base of my head is a small price to pay for the awe-inspiring feats of Light I have been bestowed to wield.
The training as a paladin of the order of Blood Knights came naturally to me, as expected, and I have been sent on important missions right away. Nobody else from my initiation was sent alone on a mission representing the Order as quickly as I was. As it should be. My compatriots in the order seem intimidated by my prowess and tend to hide behind me, unwilling to draw too much attention to their failings, standing at a safe distance to me.
Nevertheless, I consider my mission the best way to restore our lands to their former glory, paving a glorious future for our people. Free of the despicable Undead Scourge, the treacherous humans and what they call that farce of an Alliance. Our own people look warily at the newly formed Order, for they fear what they don't understand. They lack the necessary foresight to see what needs to be done in order to reach our goals. I will convince them of the potential the Order of Blood Knights holds within.
This will be my first mission as part of the Horde, lending my strength to my compatriots of… different uprising. I am certain they will depend on me, as does my Lady and the Order. I shall not waver, do my duty to the utmost extent and bring honor to my people. I hear honor is an important part of the Horde. Therefore, we shall understand each other perfectly well. I just hope I won't have to work with a Forsaken… they say these are different undead, but how can that be? Dead and rotten can only continue to rot. Admittedly, I wonder about Sylvanas Windrunner, but that issue can wait for another day.