Roleplaying?????

I came to a decision about Sceadu.  She is a gentle, loving, generous soul.  She believes in protecting nature and feels bad when she has to kill animals.

Her Moonkin form is her version of the hulk-out.  Same belief system, but replacing sorrow with aggressive rage.

And then I realized.  That's roleplaying.

I've been doing little things like that more and more - Celiyne kneels in cathedrals and before priest/paladin/prophet leaders.  She bows before royalty.  She does things that...smack of a search for redemption.

Bonnie Blue won't kill bugs.  Mariantonia won't not kill bugs.

I don't think I'll ever dress up in costume and pretend to BE a character I've made up again...but apparently there's still a little make-believe in me, somewhere.

So, who is Sceadu?

Sceadu is my first love.  I started playing WoW in June of 2009.  She was my first, a Night Elf Druid.  I started her on a ten-day free trial and I kept her.

Sceadu doesn't like to kill animals, so she avoids taking out neutral beasts unless she specifically has to.  She doesn't kill critters, much to the dismay of her guildmaster.  He wouldn't understand; he's feral.  Sceadu is an Illustrious Grand Master of first aid and herbalism; she really, really likes flowers and healing.  She's super nice, a cream puff.  She does enjoy fishing, though.  But she never fishes for sport.

And then...then there's HER shadow.  See, she's a Balance Druid.  So when she needs to fight, out comes her Moonkin form.  And then...

ROWR BOOMKIN SMASH!

Explosions!  Storms!  Gusts of wind that knock her enemies off high towers! (omg love northrend)

Moonkin Sceadu is a giant purple space turkey of death.  And she will dance on your corpse.