[wow] "Will you be competing in the Argent Tournament?"

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Beatrice (human paladin): "It is my great honor to represent Stormwind and the Alliance in the tournament. There's nowhere I would rather be than here, in this company. When the day comes to take the battle to the Citadel and the trumpets sound, I will be proud to have such valiants at my side... yes, even those of the Horde."

Bron (dwarf hunter): "Me? Ah, no. Not really my sort o' thing. Besides, I got me hands full with what's been turned up in Ulduar. Let's just say the Lich King isn't the only threat t' Azeroth... maybe not even the biggest. Ye all go have yer tournament, and we'll try to keep the world from endin' while ye do."

Melisande (night elf druid): "There is nothing but cold and death in Icecrown. I have flown over it, and gathered the few herbs that cling to the snow and rock, but... no. I belong among things that live and grow."

Mulberry (gnome rogue): "Um, we engineers usually serve the Alliance in more of a 'support' capacity. I just don't see myself in a tournament. But thanks for asking!" ^_^
[whispered] "That's right, everyone watch the big tall shiny heroes - pay noooo attention to the little gnome girl..."

Alessia (draenei priest): "I do not know. There is so much to do here, on this broken world, and so few of us left to do it. The Aldor will do what we can to repay kindness and stop the Scourge, but we must look to our own also."

Lorne (human death knight): "My path is already set, and the tournament grounds are close to its end. I will fight there under the banner of the Ebon Blade, to earn my place among those who will finally defeat the one I once served."


Scathe (undead warrior): "Sure. Why not. A chance to go up against some of the best both sides have... take some fancy knights down a peg, and maybe save their asses when things get real."

Tark (orc warrior): "No. I am not going to Northrend at all. I have found a home among my father's people."

Vile (undead warlock): "Now there's a brilliant idea. I'll enter my voidwalker in the lists. 'Now appearing on the field, Sir Thangore the Indigo, and his humble squire.'" [snort] "I think not."

Tessarae (blood elf mage): "Yes. For the glory of the sindorei. And to repay Arthas and his Scourge for all that he has cost us."

Umpqua (tauren shaman): "What? Leave me! I must listen to the whispers of the wind and the murmurs of the earth... they speak of calamity, calamity..."