Knave

I caused another scuffle in Orgrimmar, but this came at a smaller scale, no Tribe members were involved, and the goal was accomplished. The ill-mannered Knight interrupted a pleasant conversation between Nemeiah and me, demanding that she explain to him what her leader, the Bishop Lightwarden, had told her about him.

The situation behind this is that the Bishop has forbidden Knight and his dragon-lover from Tyr’s Hand. Since then, both have attempted to make their way back, declaring the decision unjust. The scene I describe now demonstrated how appropriate it actually was. In addition, as I learned later from Za'zii, Knight may have been testing the Bishop's support. My loyalty may not belong to the holy man, but I would not tolerate Nemeiah being treated in this boorish fashion.

Knight refused to withdraw and confined her to a corner. I stepped between and insisted in polite tones that he leave. He did not. I asked again; even Nem brought up her voice to request his departure, and Knight continued to stand and assault her with questions.

I then asked the room at large if there was a paladin or some other hero that would remove the knave from our presence. It is fascinating how the word “knave” seems to ring in heroic ears like a dinner bell to the starving. Immediately three descended upon Knight and distracted him enough so that Nem and I could sneak out. To my knowledge, no one was damaged.

The Bishop himself waited outside. He had heard the majority of the incident. Nem, though, seemed to regret the disturbance caused, and excused herself to travel back to Tyr’s Hand. I offered to escort her part way, but she declined. That doused my pride somewhat.