I’ll bring the FIRE.
I’ll bring the ratchet swill
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I’ll bring more Pandaren Plum wine and some explosives.
I promise the explosives are for entertainment only.
It sure is. Within the context of WoW, where from a certain perspective it can be reasoned that the trolls have a claim on much of the world. Makes sense that certain trolls would believe that.
Also the tone of the post is clearly jocular.
Uh, no. Of course it’d make sense for a Darkspear to want to see a world where they were the forefront of uniting the troll tribes - it sounds like a nice vision in some ways, the idea of united trolls.
As for the erasing of the night elf evolution thing - I would argue that that’s more a creation-story belief than any racial eradication. A lot of trolls don’t want to believe the night elves are related to them. That seems reminiscient of a lot of people not wanting to believe in evolution, say. Instead, embracing a creationist viewpoint. It reminds me more of that, than any form of genocidal thinking.
I’m big on flawed perspectives in RP, personally. In the setting of WoW, there’s nothing wrong with immersing yourself in some of these perspectives. No offence intended here, Khollorn, but I think you’re taking your crusade of tolerance a little far for the scope of this imaginary fantasy setting, which does not and should not reflect the real world.
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I hope you get good news. I’m sorry about the strikethrough text but I understand veering negative with such things – I hope you feel better.
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I’m just so sick of pretending to be ok.
Sick of putting my own bs on ya’ll. I want to be a positive beacon in this community.
Not an EMO POS.
I doubt I’m alone in saying that I don’t expect you to be happy all the time, Shay. You’re not a POS for not always being okay, ESPECIALLY given your situation right now. You certainly don’t have to pretend to be okay - forcing it isn’t going to help anyone.
Fact is, you’re already a positive beacon in this community. You’re so positive and cheerful most of the time, and I reckon you’re probably the nicest person on these forums.
That’s the beauty of community, in theory. See, you’re a good person who does a lot for the RP community here - from the general niceness, to the guild directory, to the helpful comments whenever anyone comes here asking questions. You’re such a good member of the community that the community likes you for who you are - that doesn’t suddenly evaporate because you’re not feeling in a good mood at a particular moment.
I think I speak for more than just myself when I say you’re valued here. We care about you and like you, ups, downs, cheerful positive days, and sad negative days alike. You’re a good person. Don’t ever feel you have to pretend here.
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To be fair, being superior to orcs isn’t very hard.
step 1, not murder
step 2, brush teeth
step 3, watch your posture
I want to add to this, that just because someone rps something doesn’t mean that the player has the same views as their character. Yes, there are people who use “It’s fiction” as a way to cloak their true intentions so they can be bigoted. But this is much different from playing a flawed character. Even characters we’d dislike in real life. We don’t need some 21st century version of Hay’s Code for rp.
Should we be vigilant on people trying to use rp as a cloak of their bigotry? Absolutely. Should we assume the worst of a player just because they play a character that has negative, even severely negative traits? Absolutely not. There are characters I play that I would absolutely despise in the real world that have views I absolutely find abhorrent. Despicable characters are not always some dogwhistle for someone’s real life views. Further, a character may have a mix of both good and bad traits. It still wouldn’t be automatically a dogwhistle.
What matters is the context. Are they promoting something outside the scope that the narrative should be? Are they promoting similar views as their own? Things like that matter far more than just the existence of a biased,flawed character.
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For every time you feel the need to make a “negative” post that might help you get something off your chest, I will personally balance it out with one that is…
< eye twitches >
… relentlessly optimistic
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I literally wouldn’t get through this shiz without you guys,
Seriously. Ya’ll have kindly guided me away from that edge more times than I could say.
I am not naive enough to treat you all as my safety net, and I know full-well that only I can make things better for myself (and trust me, I’m doing everything in my power to do so) but
You guys are incredible people. Seriously. Thank you.
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Good lord did we just become allies?
Hey while you’re feeling optimistic, about WoW’s story… 
nah I won’t go that far.
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I… have a feeling that I just unknowingly cracked the seal on Pandora’s box…
oh god what have I done
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More than I have lately. 
…what?
Regardless of who “has claim to the world” doesn’t it raise a few red flags to promote that claim over other races? Is it not a troublesome trend to even entertain the idea of racial claim. Hitler wanted racial claim to Europe, and it manifested itself in the only way that claim can; attempted genocide of an entire people.
Fiction is written from the basis of real world beliefs, The Kor’kron RPers of yore were written off the basis of real world bigotry hiding in plain sight and in an “innocuous” form of storytelling, but what they did was very very harmful and still looked down upon today. I don’t think a message of tolerance and crusading against injustice can ever go too far. And I refuse to let even an inkling of it fester on a server full of otherwise amazing people who fight for safety and protection from hate.
The idea of Trolls being “on top” is harmful to more inclusive Troll RPers, and a greater, more accepting community as a whole. It’s a volatile and toxic theme that only hurts RP in the long run, and I don’t want to see something twisted and turned into a tool of hatred.
The very notion that we can expect someone to go “eww” at an in game race and not turn our nose up to it reeks of hypocrisy. If someone said “I prefer not to be in a group of African Americans” we wouldn’t be so accepting, we’d shove them out of our community booping their nose with a newspaper angrily.
Would we be so quick to welcome someone who jokes about the genocide of the Draenei to make a highway of their bones? Or to make light of the genocide of the night elves at the start of this very expansion we are now finishing? No, we wouldn’t. Just because someone spins their hate all cutesy and happy doesn’t make it any less bigoted. That’s just a tool of manipulators and gaslighters to make their racism seem more welcome, they’re recruiting. Plain and simple.
The GM, having realized that my Hobgoblin Eldritch Knight is a combat nightmare and with his build, is capable of Naruto-running through the entire Waterdeep Dungeon with a single casting of Expeditious Retreat, putting disadvantage on attacks against allies within 5 feet of me and capable of using spells that basically make me a wall against ranged attacks if I can bottle-neck myself between the enemy and my party, has decided the only way to counter me … is with myself.
So she introduced a rival party of NPCs that are effectively dopplegangers of us. Two College of Sword Bards to counter our two Lore Bards, two Clerics to counter our Cleric and Druid, a Wizard to counter our Sorcerer, and a Paladin to counter my Fighter.
At first it started off as a relatively benign rivalry, ie my 
teammates and their teammates daring each other to stupider and stupider things and the rest of us having to deal with the fallout of their shenanigans, and it has generally been fun, up until the last three sessions when, for something that our Cleric and Sorcerer did and I still hadn’t heard all the specifics because the other party members and I were off not being , and suddenly there’s a rift. Daphne’s Delvers and the Red Rum Raiders are at loggerheads and nobody (glares meaningfully at the Sorcerer and Cleric) can figure out why.
We go down into the Mad Mage’s Dungeon, we’re passing the Hobgoblin city on level 3 and I stop in to check in on the boss and arrange for a few more Goblins and a Hobgoblin or three to go up top and help out on the farm/underground farm I’ve bought and fixed up during a downtime session, we’re heading down to level 4 and we come across a hastily abandoned camp.
A few Survival and Investigation checks and it seems like there’s been a fight, and we find Paladin-Chan’s holy symbol, splashed with blood, and everyone but the Cleric and Sorcerer decides it is go time, we’re not leaving Daphne’s Delvers in the lurch, they may be 
, but they’re our and we’re off.
Mindflayers. Oh God, why did it have to be Mindflayers?
So we managed to save one of the Sword Bards, the Clerics and the Paladin, recovered the bodies of the other Sword Bard and the Wizard and beat a fighting retreat back to the surface, alerted the City Watch to what we’d found and then handed off the survivors to the Temples to make sure they were actually okay and didn’t have Mindflayer Tadpoles inserted into them, bit of a sobering encounter but okay, adventuring is a risky business.
Next session, Daphne the Paladin keeps hanging around our tavern and my farm, getting underfoot and constantly bugging my Hobgoblin about why we came for them, what am I doing, why am I tending the bar like a commoner, who come I’m mucking out the stables, aren’t I a Prince?
Slooooooooooow blink and look at the DM while the entire table is going off like a shed full of turkeys, find the DM is grinning like the Cheshire Cat from behind her GM screen, turn to look at the Cleric and Sorcerer players who are hiding behind their player’s manuals, turn back to the GM and go “Wut?”
“Is that in-character or out-of-character”
"Yes."
“Okay, uhm, we’re gonna roleplay this out, everyone cool with this?”
So my Hob sits the Paladin down with a tankard and a meal, and asks Daphne to explain herself.
Turns out, in a fit of bullshizzle, the Sorcerer claimed I’m a Prince from a Hobgoblin Empire on the far side of the world and have come to Waterdeep seeking a bride. The Cleric, being a follower of a God of Trickery, immediately jumped in on this and made things worse purely for the chaos of it all.
Turns out, the Paladin is a Paladin of Mercy, meaning she’s all about redeeming people, and my Hobgoblin is Lawful Neutral. I was already in her sights to begin with, and here comes my two favourite bastards with a wild story I’m actually royalty and represent a very powerful and enlightened empire of Hobgoblins.
Perfect fodder for redeeming the Hobs away from their God’s bloodthirsty crusade and, being a Hob with an Int of 14, I know better than to start shizzle in the middle of Waterdeep and I’m polite, respectful and obey the laws of the land as best I am able.
Then we save her and her entire team from death despite the Wizard and Sword Bards apparently deciding the Red Rum Raiders are the scum of the universe, apparently because the Wizard already had a crush on Paladin-chan and the Sword Bards apparently had a crush on the Wizard.
Because all Bards are gay disasters in our campaign for some reason, rather than pansexual tyrannosauruses you are contractually obligated to play whenever you roll one.
Long story short, I convince Daphne that its all a load of , the Sorcerer can’t stop lying because of a curse from her Wild Magic and the Cleric is just a troll, my Hob is just a regular guy from the third level of Halaster’s dungeon and I came up to the surface as part of a parley-team to let folks know that the Mindflayers were making a big push to the surface.
Ghenn just wants to make a better life for his people than one of constant and unending warfare for no other reason than they’re told to. they have no cities like Waterdeep, no great kingdoms where their people are safe, it is just legions holding onto whatever ruin or dungeon they can find and living hard-scrabble lives, and his exposure to the cosmopolitan lifestyle of Waterdeep has convinced him the Goblinoid people can only have proper relationships with the rest of the world when they finally have a life worth living.
A few more back and forth, Daphne leaves and I think nothing of it, the session continues on and then ends.
Third session begins … I head out to my farm to check on the Goblins and Hobgoblins, make sure nobody is starting fights with the locals, that our deep rothe are doing well, the chickens are laying, the herb garden is working and the underground fungi garden is functioning according to plan … and there is Daphne. In dirty overalls. Mucking out the stables. Waiting for me to discuss how she’s going to ‘pay back’ this debt she owes me and starts dropping suggestions that when she goes inside to clean up, Ghenn is more than welcome to come wash her back for her.
FFFFFFFFFF.
Turns out the DM has decided the best way to get rid of my character is not to ask me to re-roll, not to do a ‘lightning bolts on a clear summer day’, but to get him married and keep him out of the dungeon by keeping his blushing bride barefoot and pregnant.
Regardless of the Hobgoblin’s intentions on this matter.
Adding to the shenanigans is that that the NPC Daphne has the Prodigy Feat, meaning she’s got double her proficiency bonus to Persuasion, and I don’t have proficiency with that skill, so I’m losing rolls left and right and have to RP being cornered by a very determined young woman whose very wealthy and well-connected family is very unhappy with the developing situation, the recently resurrected Wizard is livid and is willing to kill me to get me away from her waifu, and the Sword Bards have switched sides and are now helping our Lore Bards with an endless array of “You gonna kiss de gurl” serenading attempts every time Daphne and my Hob are alone and the Sorcerer and Cleric are just watching with bated breath and endless buckets of popcorn as I try and fail to flail my way out of being the Rom-Com Protagonist.
And I have to admit, it is a hilarious but now I’m a little concerned because this is our first 5E D&D campaign and I’m probably going to have to make a new character soon because either Yandere Wizard is likely going to fireball me out of existence sooner or later, or Daphne’s parents are going to put me on an extended cruise in a box on a ship bound to the furthest reaches of Faerun, or worse.
I want to make a Barbarian next, or maybe a Hexblade just to make the Red Rum Raiders a theme of drunken, irresponsible adults with far too much magical power for their own good rather than what it is now, where Ghenn basically is the only functional adult in the team and has to do all the boring stuff like taxes and buying supplies while everyone else is off being disasters or getting themselves thrown into jail, or the bay, for their shenanigans.
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Confession.
WrA drama, no matter how dumb it is, sustains me.
looks at ongoing discussion
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I just ate chocolate ice cream for breakfast.
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I had a triple chocolate brownie that was pretty good.
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