I am called Angelious, a blood elf of the Ashen Verdict and Veteran of Magic Gladiator. You remember us, don't you? We helped you destroy Arthas and end the chaos in Northrend. We both know full wealth that - despite ridiculous claims to this and that - we have called each other brothers. Human. Gnome. Dwarf. Worgen. Draenei. Night Elf. In the face of the unknown it does not matter. Truth be told, we are all but one. Looks aside, we all must swallow the same air, eat the same foods and drink the same drinks in order to keep the red stuff within us pumping. Less the Forsaken of course - but you understand what I'm saying.
These are my words. I wish you no harm. I wish you no ill. New lands are spread far and wide for the both of use, Alliance and Horde. We need not battle amongst ourselves when such a prize is at our grasp! In fact, often times your kind will find me helping them destroy whatever adversary they are facing. The common good is far better than the trivial one both our ilk enacted so long ago.
Foolish it would be to ask for love, but I am simply asking for understand; both for me and my kind. We do not seek blood, we simply seek understanding. As you do. Of these strange and at times terrifying new lands. I am not ashamed to admit it, proud champion of Hellscream... as it were.
We have fought together countless times before. Now is not the time to fight - despite our history. Now is the time to forge a new beginning. To launch ourselves into the unknown without fear.
With Respect and Honor,