Guild Wars 2

I decided to write a little thing for my sylvari main and how she perceived it all. It has a lot to do with the Living Story, so i think here is appropriate. A bit late, but well… it just came to me now.
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I am not a hero. Some people call me that, but it is not what I am. I am but a sylvari following what I believe is right, that is… I think I may still be learning just what that is.
I remember when I first woke up to the beauty of the Grove, my home. I was so filled with wonder and curiousity… in many ways I still am, but it is just not the same anymore.
I thought the world looked to be wonderful and life could not be anymore fantastic. I suppose I was innocent in a way back then.
The peace and wonderment did not last forever, my dream had shown a dragon to me and as a sylvari the dream is not something you deny. I had to kill Zhaitan. I did not realise how tremendous the task would be or how painful it would become. I lost some good friends to achieve that goal and I found out that life is very precious and fragile against powers like that.
Whit the defeat of Zhaitan, in which I played only a minor role, despite higher praises. I hoped for a more peaceful life… well I still wanted to travel, see the world, I wanted my wonderment back. But then trouble hit again. I suppose I did not have to, it was not my wyldhunt, I finished that. But my heart, if sylvari have such, could not bear to stand idle by when people where in need of help.

I was surprised when Scarlet showed her face and understood that she was behind what had happened in the months that had passed, and what she did after we first saw her. Untill then I thought the only real danger was from the dragons, I could understand that. I understood that not all people are good and that the sylvari fallen to nightmare was bad, but they somehow did not seem all that terrifying. Scarlet showed me something new… real danger, real horror, real evil…. does not have to come from dragons, it can come from anyone… Scarlet had not always been bad… could this have been me? That such acts could come from anywhere scared me.

Lions Arch was not my actual home, my home is the Grove. But Lions Arch was and may again become, my home away from home. Lions Arch was where I truly met and learned about the other races and that we could all live together, Lions Arch was so alive and I loved it there. As a member of the Priory I took in all I could about the history and I was facinated by its survival in the past.
I am not a hero. I just wanted to defend a city which I had fallen in love with and I wanted to protect all the precious lives in it. I just wanted all the pain and suffering to end. I did what I thought was right.

A burn mark have darkned me face… i could be healed… but I want to keep it. It is to remind me that not everyone came out of the city safe and whole, it is to remind me that evil can come from anywhere and to remind me how precious life is and why I protect it.

Oíche

So… do you want honest feedback, the feedback you want to hear, or none at all?

i’m just going to say nice work before they delete this or move it to the fan generated content..
when my character found its name in lion’s arch, it wanted to knock down the billboard

@ eye floater: Not really too concerned with that. I know I am not the best writer and never intended to be… its just meant as a little fun way to understand my character more… mostly for myself, but I thought… why not share.

@ chesirefox: Thank you, and yeah, in a way it is nice that what you do is somewhat remembered, but just doesn’t seem right. If my name is there, why is Braham, Jory, Kas and Rox not? They were there too, and unless they are complete blabbermouths about not really contributing that much, no one else should really know exactly what happened in there. And I was unsure where it would belong, so if it gets deleted or moved… so be it.