Hey guys!
Asking other ren’dorei, or people with ren’dorei characters! How does your character see the Void? Is it a gift or a curse? Is it a religion or just a source of power? Do they identify as a creature of the Void? Or are they more a Thalassian with some added calamari? How do they stave off the madness? Have they ever lost themselves to it? What do they think of their tentacles? What’d they lose when the Scourge invaded Quel’thalas, and does the Void try to take advantage of that? Do you ever explicitly control the Void’s whispers or integrate them into your RP?
I have three ren’dorei characters, and each one sees it differently.
Falothorin sees it as a curse. He barely survived the transition, and struggles to hold onto his sanity, having to speak with Voidspeakers multiple times each day just to find some reprieve from the whispers. He stammers and shudders and shakes, drowning in anxiety from their constant attack on his mind. He just wants peace, but every time he thinks he finds it, a tentacle crawls into his ear. He can’t sleep, barely eats, and dives headlong into his studies as a distraction. He does find the whispers useful there, because he has learned to probe them for ideas in his research, namely weaving different flavors of magic together and studying the effects. To him, it’s just a tool. A tool with far too high a price.
My monk fully identifies as a ren’dorei, having found her identity in the Void. To her, it is almost a religion. Though she primarily reveres Xu’en, she has tremendous respect for the tenants she associates with the Void: possibility, infinity, power, and freedom. Still, the Void latches onto every ounce of fear, doubt, hatred, especially with memories around the fall of Quel’thalas and her immediate actions after. She has arcane tattoos that pour chi into her body to help keep her calm, should her emotions get too out-of-line. She also practices daily meditation and deep breathing to help center herself and steel herself against the whispers. She enjoys the whispers, on the whole, and has learned to extract useful information from them. She has playfully named her sole tentacle “Richard”.
My warlock sees the Void as nothing more than a tool. Something to be mastered, harnessed, and used to better himself. He still sees himself as a Thalassian, and perhaps just a Thalassian that got in too far over his head. If given half a chance, he’d move back to Quel’thalas. Seeing as he’s a collection of bad choices all crashing into each other, he delves further and further into the void each day, wanting to get more and more out of it. Part of him, deep, deep, deep, very deep down misses the simple days when he was beholden to the Light, but now he sees it as far too weak (and those who use it as far too simple-minded) to rely on. He feels like the only way to keep himself safe is with more power, and the only way to get more power is to be more Void.