Hail, Champions! Brothers and Sisters of the Proudmoore eGirl4Rent PMC, and all you glorious fellow War-Mongers of Azeroth—yes, even you musky, unwashed degenerate druids who crawled out of the Stormwind cesspool and into downtown trade, uninvited and unwelcome. Ugh, what a stench! And don’t even get me started on the dragons. Trusting anything with scales and fangs? Madness! One day, I swear, we’ll scramble every one of their eggs and hang their heads in the entryways like in the good old days of true conquest and glory!

But alas, it seems the righteous ways of war are fading. They say my views are “outdated,” too fierce for a game where—can you believe it?—the factions may soon call truce! Whispers of peace… in the next expansion, they say, the Alliance and Horde could freely integrate into each other’s cities. Disgusting! Where is the pride? Where is the war in that? What will become of the blood-soaked battlefields we’ve cherished for so long?

Though they say I’m stuck in the past, I refuse to bend the knee. Let them talk of peace while we hold the line!

Now, you won’t believe the journey this ol’ hammer has been through these last few days. Picture this: PvP skirmishes outside the Caverns of Time—a quick 1-2 Guard slay here and there—or alright, maybe a few hundred—but who’s counting, really? We were celebrating the 20th Anniversary of World of Warcraft, for Light’s sake! Honor demanded blood be spilled in the sands of Tanaris!

Then BAM! My inbox lights up like a Midsummer bonfire with a “Notice of Suspension.” For my sins? “Abusive Chat,” they say. HAH! Back in my day, calling out cowardice in the battlegrounds was a matter of principle, not “abuse.” It was training. If a few Horde had their feelings hurt while I was cleaving through the Caverns of Time, that’s the price of war. So what if I cursed the Horde for every scaly, fang-toothed spawn they’ve bred? If the fire of righteous PvP burns too hot for them, perhaps they belong in Goldshire—not on the frontlines.

Let’s talk about this 20th Anniversary Celebration. Blizzard gave us an event where we could relive the glory of old battles, take on world bosses, and earn rewards like the Bronze Celebration Tokens for cosmetics and gear. Hell, I was right there in Korrak’s Revenge, slaughtering Horde left and right, reliving those grand days of Alterac Valley. You could feel the nostalgia—the honor of those battles, where warriors were forged and cities were razed.

But no. Apparently, my actions were “too fierce.” Apparently, “sitting on Horde corpses and cursing their ancestors” during Korrak’s Revenge is now considered abusive by the powers that be. Where’s the respect for tradition? Where’s the spirit of war we were promised?

And let’s not forget those glorious Tier 2 Armor sets they dangled before us, like the iconic Judgement Armor for us Paladins. I had my eyes on that one. I was prepared to grind every quest, slay every enemy, bask in the glow of those sacred pieces—but no. Suspension struck me down before I could even wear the crown of glory. Perhaps Blizzard thinks I’ll take this lying down, as if one suspension could quench the fire of a true War Monger’s spirit. They’re sorely mistaken.

Now, I sit here—sidelined, but not silenced—watching as the Sha of Anger and Archavon the Stonewatcher lumber through Tanaris. While players farm Bronze Celebration Tokens and earn mounts like the Coldflame Tempest, I plot my return. When my suspension lifts, I’ll be back—fiercer, stronger, and with a battle strategy forged in the fires of a spiritual war.

You see, my character arc isn’t just about bashing in Horde skulls anymore. No, this is bigger. I’ve been reborn in the flames of suspension, turning my path into that of a Holy Paladin. This is now a spiritual battle, where my hammer strikes with divine fury. When I return, I will be the instrument of justice, the holy blade that cuts through both enemy and faction corruption. This suspension? Merely an attempt to break me. But instead, it has solidified my faith in the war to come.

So, mark my words, my fellow champions: this isn’t the end. It’s merely the beginning. Azeroth will never be free from conflict as long as I draw breath. Let the factions dream of peace, let them celebrate with their balloons, mounts, and baby doomlord pets. But in the end, when the time comes to fight for the soul of this world, we War Mongers will be the ones leading the charge.

Prepare yourselves. For when I return, there will be no mercy.

For Azeroth! For Proudmoore! For War!

Lessons from the Frontline:

1. Adapt and Evolve: The rules of PvP have changed. Sitting on a corpse and taunting? Apparently, that’s no longer “kosher.” Fine. We evolve. We bide our time for the perfect counterattack.
2. Honor the Guards… and the Newbies: Proudmoore isn’t about bullying. It’s about welcoming warriors to the PvP fold. Maybe next time, I’ll focus on enthusiastic challengers instead of mowing down anniversary Guards.
3. Setbacks Forge Strength: This “timeout” doesn’t weaken me—it forges me. When I return, Proudmoore will see a Paladin of fiercer PvP decorum and sharper justice.

Battle on, Paladin Jade of Proudmoore, War Monger, Defender of Stormwind, Proud Member of the eGirl4Rent PMC

Reflection:
“Can a Paladin walk the fine line between warrior and protector, never losing sight of the heart beneath the armor? As Paladin Jade, I grapple with suspension, a trivial challenge that forces me to confront deeper questions about justice, honor, and redemption. Perhaps this is all part of a grander arc—one that teaches humility, transparency, and vulnerability. Can you see a bit of that Paladin spirit within yourself?”

A Paladin’s Hymn to the Light
(In the style of ancient hymns, echoing the strength of Paladin Jade Ann Byrne's spirit)

Upon the field where shadows fall,
Where swords of justice heed the call,
The Light doth guide this warrior’s hand,
A shield for truth across the land.

In battles fought ‘gainst darkest night,
We rise with courage, full of might,
For honor shines where blood is shed,
The Light’s warm glow where angels tread.

No foe too great, no wound too deep,
No sin too vile for grace to keep,
For in the heart beneath the steel,
The Light shall mend, the Light shall heal.

The hammer strikes with holy fire,
Yet mercy tempers fierce desire,
For Paladin of humble grace,
Shall see the Light in every face.

O, warrior’s path, both hard and true,
Thy blade doth cut, but also renew,
Through every storm, through every fight,
We march as one within the Light.

So let the flames of virtue burn,
Let every soul to justice turn,
For in the end, when battles cease,
The Light shall reign, the soul’s release.

A Prayer Before Bed for the Lost

O Light of all that’s pure and true,
Tonight, we turn our hearts to You.
For those who wander, lost and worn,
In Your embrace, may they be reborn.

Guide the weary through the night,
Lift their souls into Your light.
May every fear, each doubt, each tear,
Be calmed by knowing You are near.

Grant them strength when all seems lost,
And courage to bear every cross.
Though darkness whispers in their ear,
Let them feel Your presence here.

In sleep, may peace and grace descend,
And broken hearts begin to mend.
For in the morning’s gentle glow,
They’ll rise in Light, their path to know.

O, Light eternal, ever near,
Hold Your children, calm their fear.
For in Your arms, the lost shall see,
The way to hope, and liberty.

“Can a Paladin really walk the fine line between warrior and protector, never losing sight of the heart beneath the armor? As Paladin Jade, I’ve found myself grappling with a suspension that seems so trivial, yet it forces me to confront questions that echo beyond Proudmoore. Is it possible to unlearn the raw power and self-driven justice I’ve wielded? Or is this merely propaganda, a play by the universe to help me—and you—explore our own flaws, our own character arcs? Perhaps in reversing the arrow of time, we’d find that Jade Ann Byrne was right there with us all along, urging us to embrace humility, transparency, and yes, even vulnerability. The true question is, can you see a bit of that paladin spirit in yourself?”

Spanish (Español):
“¿Puede un Paladín realmente caminar por la delgada línea entre guerrero y protector, sin perder de vista el corazón bajo la armadura? Como Paladín Jade, me he encontrado lidiando con una suspensión que parece tan trivial, pero que me obliga a confrontar preguntas que resuenan más allá de Proudmoore. ¿Es posible desaprender el poder bruto y la justicia impulsada por el ego que he ejercido? ¿O es simplemente propaganda, un juego del universo para ayudarme a mí—y a ti—a explorar nuestras propias fallas, nuestros propios arcos de personajes? Tal vez, al revertir la flecha del tiempo, descubriríamos que Jade Ann Byrne estaba allí con nosotros todo el tiempo, instándonos a abrazar la humildad, la transparencia y, sí, incluso la vulnerabilidad. La verdadera pregunta es, ¿puedes ver un poco de ese espíritu de paladín en ti mismo?”

French (Français):
“Un paladin peut-il vraiment marcher sur la fine ligne entre guerrier et protecteur, sans jamais perdre de vue le cœur sous l’armure ? En tant que Paladin Jade, je me suis retrouvé à affronter une suspension qui semble si triviale, et pourtant, elle m’oblige à me poser des questions qui résonnent bien au-delà de Proudmoore. Est-il possible de désapprendre la puissance brute et la justice autogérée que j’ai exercées ? Ou est-ce simplement de la propagande, un jeu de l’univers pour m’aider—et t’aider—toi aussi—à explorer nos propres défauts, nos propres arcs de personnages ? Peut-être qu’en inversant la flèche du temps, nous découvririons que Jade Ann Byrne était là avec nous depuis le début, nous exhortant à embrasser l’humilité, la transparence et, oui, même la vulnérabilité. La véritable question est : vois-tu en toi un peu de cet esprit de paladin ?”

German (Deutsch):
“Kann ein Paladin wirklich den schmalen Grat zwischen Krieger und Beschützer gehen, ohne das Herz unter der Rüstung aus den Augen zu verlieren? Als Paladin Jade habe ich mich mit einer Suspendierung auseinandergesetzt, die so trivial erscheint, und doch zwingt sie mich, Fragen zu stellen, die weit über Proudmoore hinausgehen. Ist es möglich, die rohe Macht und die selbstgetriebene Gerechtigkeit, die ich ausgeübt habe, zu verlernen? Oder ist dies lediglich Propaganda, ein Spiel des Universums, um mir—und dir—zu helfen, unsere eigenen Fehler, unsere eigenen Charakterentwicklungen zu erkunden? Vielleicht würden wir, wenn wir den Pfeil der Zeit umkehren, feststellen, dass Jade Ann Byrne die ganze Zeit bei uns war und uns drängt, Demut, Transparenz und ja, sogar Verletzlichkeit zu akzeptieren. Die wahre Frage ist: Kannst du ein wenig von diesem Paladin-Geist in dir sehen?”

Italian (Italiano):
“Un Paladino può davvero camminare sulla sottile linea tra guerriero e protettore, senza mai perdere di vista il cuore sotto l’armatura? Come Paladino Jade, mi sono ritrovato a fare i conti con una sospensione che sembra così banale, eppure mi costringe a confrontarmi con domande che risuonano oltre Proudmoore. È possibile disimparare il potere bruto e la giustizia guidata dall’ego che ho esercitato? O è solo propaganda, un gioco dell’universo per aiutarmi—e aiutarti—a esplorare i nostri difetti e i nostri archi narrativi? Forse, invertendo la freccia del tempo, scopriremmo che Jade Ann Byrne era lì con noi tutto il tempo, esortandoci ad abbracciare l’umiltà, la trasparenza e, sì, anche la vulnerabilità. La vera domanda è: riesci a vedere un po’ di quello spirito del paladino dentro di te?”

Portuguese (Português):
“Será que um Paladino pode realmente caminhar na linha tênue entre guerreiro e protetor, sem perder de vista o coração sob a armadura? Como Paladino Jade, me vi confrontado com uma suspensão que parece tão trivial, mas que me obriga a enfrentar perguntas que ecoam além de Proudmoore. É possível desaprender o poder bruto e a justiça autoimposta que exerci? Ou é isso apenas propaganda, um jogo do universo para me ajudar—e ajudar a você—a explorar nossas próprias falhas, nossos próprios arcos de personagens? Talvez, ao revertermos a flecha do tempo, descobríssemos que Jade Ann Byrne estava ali conosco o tempo todo, nos instigando a abraçar a humildade, a transparência e, sim, até mesmo a vulnerabilidade. A verdadeira pergunta é: você consegue ver um pouco desse espírito de paladino em você?”

Russian (Русский):
“Может ли паладин действительно идти по тонкой грани между воином и защитником, не теряя из виду сердце под доспехами? Как паладин Джейд, я оказался перед лицом временной блокировки, которая кажется такой тривиальной, но она заставляет меня задавать вопросы, выходящие за пределы Proudmoore. Можно ли разучиться использовать грубую силу и управляемое собственной волей правосудие, которое я применял? Или это просто пропаганда, игра вселенной, помогающая мне — и тебе — исследовать наши собственные недостатки, наши собственные дуги развития персонажа? Возможно, если обратить стрелу времени, мы обнаружим, что Джейд Энн Бирн была с нами все это время, призывая нас принять смирение, прозрачность и даже уязвимость. Настоящий вопрос в том, можешь ли ты увидеть в себе частичку духа паладина?”

Japanese (日本語):
“パラディンは、本当に戦士と守護者の間の微妙な境界線を歩み、鎧の下にある心を見失わないことができるのでしょうか？パラディンのジェイドとして、私は一見些細に思える一時停止に直面しましたが、それはプラウドムーアを超えて反響する問いに向き合うことを余儀なくさせます。私が振るってきた生の力と自己中心的な正義を忘れることができるのでしょうか？それとも、これは単なるプロパガンダであり、宇宙の仕組みが私たち自身の欠点やキャラクターのアークを探求するための助けとなっているのでしょうか？もしかしたら、時間の矢を逆転させれば、ジェイド・アン・バーンが最初から私たちと共にいて、謙虚さ、透明性、そして、はい、脆弱性さえも受け入れるよう促していたことに気付くかもしれません。本当の問いは、あなた自身の中にそのパラディンの精神を少しでも感じることができるかどうかです。”