I think I would like to give this one a try. See where it goes.
Echey’Neahok was minding his own business stroking the fur of his white tiger Snowstalker when the tiniest of Goblin children wandered up to the pair. The Albino Tauren looked down at the small green child with his pink eyes. Snowstalker doing much the same with her emerald green eyes.
“What is honor?” The young boy suddenly asked. Echey’Neahok snorted as he wondered why such a goblin boy wanted to know. From what the tauren knew of the race they had their own version of honor; the all mighty gold coin.
“Honor can mean many things to lots of different people.” The Albino finally responded. “Honor can be how one chooses to live their life. To live honorably. A code of rules one chooses to follow. What one person may find as honorable another may not. It is something to always remember.”
Satisfied that he’d answered the young goblin’s question Echey’Neahok went back to stroking Snowstalker’s long fur. That’s when the boy asked a follow-up question, “How come honor is a big deal?”
Echey’Neahok snorted. “Quite the inquisitive little goblin I see. To some honor is a big deal. To others it is something to be used like a tool. An Honorable person is typically seen as more upstanding and respected than one whom has no honor. You should not hang out with such types. Now if there are no more questions run along.”
“What’s the difference between honor and respect?” Alright so the tauren was sensing a pattern here. This boy was not going away until his curiosity had been sated. With a long sigh Echey’Neahok gave in to his fate.
“Honor is a way of life one chooses to lead, where as respect is something someone gives and receives from another. You cannot give honor to someone but you can give or show them respect. For example you respect your parents by doing as you are told. Listening and heading what they have to say even if you do not always agree with it. You can also do this with those other than your parents.”
The tauren paused for a moment. “You can honor someone to a certain degree, but it is not quite the same as having honor. in this way honor and respect are similar. Tauren for example honor their ancestors by carrying on the traditions. Passing them onto their chidren whom in turn pass them down. It is a way of showing both honor and respect.”
“How do you know when you been dishonored?” It seemed like the logical direction this conversation was going. Echey’Neahok was not sure how he wanted to answer the boy. He didn’t want to give him the wrong advice but he knew he wasn’t going to get any piece unless he did.
“That is hard to say. It can be a hard thing to know if or when you’ve been dishonored as most of the time people think so out of anger. Though typically this would happen if someone disrespected you in some way. You could feel dishonored. If you feel you’ve done something against your will, or that you know is wrong. If you feel guilty about it. Then you could feel dishonored.”
“What do you do if someone dishonors you?” The boy asked almost as quickly as Echey’Neahok had finished answering the last question.
“That’s entirely up to you young goblin. There are ways of dealing with those whom showed such dishonor. I don’t think I am the one you should be asking however. The thing is that nobody can really take your honor. It doesn’t work like that. It can be lost but cannot be taken unless you allow it to be.”
“What if they’re too strong to beat up, even though they dishonored me? Is it okay to get help?” This question caught the tauren off guard. Who had this little goblin been talking to, to think he needed to beat someone up if they dishonored him?
“Whoa hold on there little one, let’s take a step back. Fighting should be a last resort. It is true warriors are honored for their bravery. Willing to lay down their lives for something greater than themselves. Something they feel is right. To answer the second part of your question you should never feel it is dishonorable to ask or need help. Just look at me. I am a big Tauren, one of the largest in the Horde but when I get called to the front lines I have my trusty animals by my side. Snowstalker here has saved my life countless times.”
Echey’Neahok was not sure how long he’d been answering this boy’s questions or how many more there were to come. Somehow he knew there was another on its way. “How do you know how not to dishonor people?”
Ah a more philosophical question. “This is another of those questions that can be left up to interpretation. You learn. Short and simple. As you go through life you will learn in your own way what is seen as honorable and not. You will make mistakes I am sure. As you grow you will dishonor your parents a time or to. You may not mean to at the time but it will happen. You will come to regret this actions and hopefully learn not to repeat them. That is how you will learn not to dishonor others. It will be a hard road.”
“What if you dishonored somebody? How do you fix it? Does saying sorry work?” The boy asked. Echey’Neahok was beginning to think there was more to this line of questioning that the small goblin was letting on.
“It can.” The tauren responded quickly enough. “More often however words are rarely enough. If one has dishonored someone they must take steps to make amends. Different cultures have different customs. For example Orcs have a Duel of Honor where two parties will fight with pre established rules. This is often times to the death.”
“I don’t understand, where does honor come from? Who came up with it?” It was clear the young boy was still searching for an answer that the tauren had not yet given. The questions continued as did Echey’Neahok’s responses to them.
“It comes from inside. I am not sure who was the first to coin the term as it was likely hundreds of generations ago. Before civilization was a thing and our ancestors only stared forming small groups. Honor came from the need to survive. It evolved as we did. I am sorry it is hard to explain.”
“If I practice being honorable, will it make me a man?”
“Well yes and no. If you are honorable you are more likely to reach adult hood. However it isn’t really required to becoming a man. The only thing you have to do is not be born a girl and eventually you’ll become a man. What type of man however would remain to be seen. I would hope that with all these questions you’ve been asking you’ll one day grow up to be a well respected and honorable goblin.”
“Thank you, I think I understand better. One last thing though… Do I have to kill bad guys to get honor? Like points in a game; the more I conquer, the more cool I’ll be, like those tough orcs everybody likes, right?” This was another of those questions that made the tauren wonder to whom this young goblin had been talking.
“War and death should never been taken lightly. Certainly not like a playground game. There is a big difference in being cool and honorable. Orcs have a special type of honor. They come from a savage land where the very grass you walk on could rise up and choke the life out of you. It is not an easy place to live and grow up. Bullies are tough when they are picking on those smaller and weaker than themselves. This does not make them honorable. The exact opposite in fact. No you do not have to kill at all to have honor. Some of the most honorable people have never raised a hand against another.”
“But, mom says murdering people is really bad, but killing bad guys is for the good… But if bad guys are people… What’s the difference between killing and murder?”
“Your mother is very wise. The difference is in the eyes of the beholder. There really isn’t any difference between the two. Any time you kill something be it an enemy on the battlefield, an animal for food, or just that pesky insect that wont leave you alone you are committing murder. You are taking a life that is not yours to take and ending it.”
“Now we don’t call killing on the battlefield, or hunting for food murder because it is typically for our survival. Kill or be killed, eat or be eaten. This doesn’t make it right. It is just how the world is boy. Taking something’s life simply because you can is murder and is a very dishonorable act.”
That was fun…