A few months ago I decided I was going to roll Horde for Battle for Azeroth. Most of my friends play there. My Alliance guid is kind of dried up and I dislike raiding with them. I had this plan firmly set in my mind. Even if I knew that the Horde would burn Teldrassil, I didn’t care.

Blizzard has been dripping us more and more lore over the past few weeks. We got our Warbringers shorts, we got our quests and scenario’s. I’ve read Before the Storm and all the comics leading up to this.
Today Blizzard released the novella’s that came with the Collector’s Edition of BfA to the general public. Me, as Alliance diehard, decided to read the Alliance story first. I knew it would describe the events as they were happening ingame. I thought I knew what to expect. I was wrong.

By the end of the novella I was crying. Crying because the story is just so sad and crying for all the fictional characters who suffered. I didn’t think I would be this sappy yet here I am. I always thought that I could look past the lore and past the stories and everything and just play the game on the character I want to. For the first time in what seems like forever though I just can’t bring myself to look past things anymore.

I know it’s a fictional world. And I know that I shouldn’t care but I do. And so I decided today that I am not rolling Horde in BfA… yet. I may be able to do it later, when the story has advanced a bit more, but for now I’m staying with my Alliance roots and will take a Night Elf to the new world first. I’m still debating which one it will be, my Warrior or my Rogue, but my heart bleeds blue and I will march into Battle of Azeroth for the Alliance.