The ‘Pride’ of the Alliance (Part 2)

Last post I discussed some of the reasons I felt there were to actually be proud to play an Alliance character.  They stood against those who would see them dead, they sacrificed their lives in an unknown world for safety back home, and they managed to get Gilneas, Dalaran and Alterac to play nice (a historically difficult task).  The Alliance have just as much right to beat their chests just as hard as the Horde.  But that only answers half of the question.  There is another issue that we must address before I can call this rant about the Alliance done.  What happened to Alliance pride?  Why don’t we beat our chests like the Horde and scream out a battlecry in the face of an enemy?

Well, there was a little something that happened between the Second War and World of Warcraft.  Something that I personally believe to be the downfall of the Alliance sense of pride in itself and only reinforced the pride of the Horde.  A little something called The Third War.

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The “Pride” of the Alliance? (Part I)

Kiddo over at Journal of a WoW Kiddie posted an interesting thought about the lack of pride amongst the Alliance forces.  It got me thinking about the topic too.  Kiddo raises a lot of good points on the matter, namely the surge of spite at a number of King Wrynn’s recent actions as well as the lack of a real battle cry that simply isn’t piggybacking on the Horde’s (I wholeheartedly support the use of “For Bolvar”). However, my personal thoughts on this matter run deeper, and much older, than the return of our good king. (No, that’s not sarcasm. I like King Wrynn.  Especially after playing Horde for two years and dealing with Thrall’s “Lets pretend to be friends with the Alliance” while Horde and Alliance blood is still being spilled on the soil daily.)

When I first started playing World of Warcraft, and as I understand this is still true, the Alliance are viewed as the good ‘clean’ races.  The humans and their allies – a stockpile of stereotypical fantasy fare – who think they are the last bastions of good in an otherwise darkening world.  The Horde on the other hand are a ragtag band of fantasy underdogs and ‘bad asses’, and are hardened because of their tough lot of not being the “good ones.”  People love their underdogs and anti-heroes.  After all, people like Batman more than Superman and Wolverine more than Cyclops for a reason.  But it wasn’t always that way with the Alliance and the Horde.

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