My son, the day you were born, the very forests of Lordaeron whispered the name: Arthas. My child, I watched with pride as you grew into a weapon of righteousness. Remember, our line has always ruled with wisdom and strength. And I know you will show restraint when exercising your great power. But the truest victory, my son, is stirring the hearts of your people. I tell you this, for when my days have come to an end, you shall be King.
So what server are you on?
(Source: hannafeloz, via janielnistina)
when people become part of families, and become brothers, sisters, members of houses on Fetlife, because the only people I have that I can call “Family” are my vanilla friends… it still adds to my awkwardness when I am out in the scene… Seriously need a Mistress or a group of people to indulge in play with… If I wasn’t so damn selective