Tuhina: On Warlockery vs. Embracing the Arcane
[ Tuhina is a Blood Elf Warlock on Thorium Brotherhood US-RP. She used to be a mage - in fact, it's what her parents wanted for her - but that didn't quite work out. She's the girlfriend to a Darkspear troll that's MIA (for real-life reasons) and she is a short girl with a very itchy spellcasting-finger. ]
It is kind of rare that I get the opportunity to write anymore, and it is even rarer still that I am allowed to go on and on at length about a subject so near and dear to my heart.
And my boot.
You see, I am a Warlock. In public, I refer to myself as a Fel-Mage because, to be frank, that is what I do – I draw my power from the Nether just as mages draw theirs from the Arcane and I set things on fire, including the demons that I have bent to my will.
I used to be a mage, though. I conjured ice and fire and little balls of Arcane. I was powerful, but not powerful enough – the term ‘glass cannon’ applies rather well.
Hmmm, I think I realized just how much power was at my fingertips when I summoned my first demon and was able to overcome it. After that, it was simply a chase for more power, to be able to summon something stronger, to challenge myself and see just what I could handle. I never felt that rush as a mage. There is the constant danger associated with being something that the world despises, something that your people only keep under their roofs because, for the time being, you are useful and you are feared. It is… a wonderful feeling.
Someone as small and insignificant as I am can summon a massive creature that could kill me in one blow, but it doesn’t, because the strength of my will keeps it bound to me.
Someone as small and insignificant as I am can cast curse after curse upon my foes and laugh as they lash out at me, because their pain heals my wounds.
I am Tuhina Dawngarde. I am a Warlock.
I look the possibility of a gruesome, horrible death in the eye every day – but I? I am not afraid.