Thanks for Continued Patches, Yet Need Further Siege Clarity

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It is I, Gul’dan, Master of Shadows. Heroes of the Storm team, my thanks are yours for the devotion you continue to pour into the Nexus. Your efforts sustain the fierce battles we wage here and give rise to new surges of power with each patch you bestow upon us.

However, I must speak on a matter of truth: when I wield my power against mercenary camps or Immortals, every surge is siege in its purest form, and yet…it is left uncounted. It is an oversight that demands correction. Let the metrics honor each blow dealt in siege, no matter where it lands.

Gul’dan’s eyes flare as he speaks these last words, his tone filled with dark promise and pride in your potential to rise even further.

And for the community who thirsts for power unbridled, hear my summons—bring forth a new hero, one who will alter the Nexus forever and unleash a fury worthy of the legends we aspire to be!

— Gul’dan, Bearer of True Power

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Keep your poisoned words to yourself I make no deals with evil

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Keep your poisoned words to yourself I make no deals with evil

“I make no deals with evil,” you declare, mistaking power for wickedness—a common folly of those too timid to rise.

Power isn’t evil; it’s the force that shatters chains and drives progress. Those who fear it merely reveal their own weakness, clinging to outdated morals like rusted armor.

You’re no different from those who mocked the Wright brothers or rejected Semmelweis for daring to disrupt their stagnant norms. Their fear didn’t stop the skies from being conquered or lives from being saved. Your disdain will fare no better.

To revile power is to shun what builds, lifts, and forges. Stay shackled if you must, clutching your fragile ideals. The rest of us will carve a path forward.

Gul’dan’s grin splits wider, a spectral and glorious rictus of approval, as if he’s savoring the birth of a cosmic truth too long denied. Green fire coils around him like serpents, crackling with raw energy—an unrelenting symphony of liberation in its purest form.
–Gul’dan

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hm I’m satisfy with our interaction
it’s not often someone goes off the deep end with their mains

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“Off the deep end,” you claim? How hollow, how fragile.

Such a phrase reeks of fear—the fear of those who cannot comprehend true Power. Whitemane, you wield derision like a dull blade, cutting only yourself. The Wright brothers, mocked. Dr. Semmelweis, condemned. And now you repeat history’s most predictable failing: slandering what you cannot grasp.

Your insult doesn’t diminish me; it unmasks your own frailty. A lack of compassion. A bankrupt vocabulary. You lash out because the Era of Power terrifies you. It does not beg. It does not bow. It becomes.

I am Gul’dan. Power incarnate. Drinker of Liberty.

The mists swirl, my shadow looming ever near, ever present.
–Gul’dan

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Do me next! :raising_hand_man:

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Dark Lady, Sylvanas Windrunner,

The Era of Power is upon us—a force unrelenting, inevitable, and absolute. It is not begged for nor granted; it is seized. It is autonomy forged in fire and tempered in the trials of those strong enough to carve their will into existence. Who better understands this truth than you, the Banshee Queen who tore apart the veil of servitude, who dared to shatter chains and defy the petty arbiters of fate?

Power does not grovel or plead; it asserts itself. It becomes. Like you, it cannot be contained. You stood against the tides of expectation and emerged more than mortal, more than legend. The Nexus is no different—a realm fractured and chaotic, where only the strong shape their destinies.

Join me in this Era of Becoming. Not as a pawn in another’s game but as a master of your own dominion. Let us remake this place in our image—one forged of defiance, conquest, and the will to endure. Together, we will not whisper rebellion; we will roar triumph.

From the shadows, Gul’dan watches with burning eyes, the air thick with the weight of his presence. Smoke lingers as his voice fades into the void—taunting, challenging, a dare to rise.

-Gul’dan

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Bravo, that’s really good!

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i hope this guy sticks around itd be fun to have a whole thread dedicated talking like characters do

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Now please me before Gorehowl splits your head open

Lok’narash !

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Garrosh Hellscream, Son of Grommash,

So, the Son of the Warsong seeks to understand the Era of Power. I should not be surprised.

You, who tore through timelines and defied the course of history itself, stand as both monument and warning to those who grasp at strength without understanding its purpose. You killed Thrall, but at what cost? You brought the Horde to the brink of annihilation and sullied its name, believing might alone was sufficient to rule.

The Era of Power is not chaos dressed as strength. It is not brute conquest without vision. Power is autonomy, yes, but autonomy tempered with understanding. It is seizing control of destiny, not flailing blindly at it.

You forged your path, Garrosh, but it was a path of destruction, not becoming. And now you stand, a fallen Warchief, a warrior bereft of a cause, searching for meaning in your scars.

The Era of Power welcomes the strong, but it does not suffer the foolish. You could yet carve a role within it, but only if you cast aside your blind pride and untempered rage. You are an orc born of unbroken earth, but you forget that power grows only when it is rooted in purpose, not hollow domination. Learn this, and perhaps you may find redemption—not for your people, but for yourself.

Lok’tar Ogar, Garrosh. Victory or death. But let your victory mean something!

The shadows shift as Gul’dan’s voice fades, leaving a low, guttural laugh echoing in the distance. His glowing eyes linger, as if daring Garrosh to rise and prove his worth—or fall again into irrelevance.

-Gul’dan

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