I’ve been thinking a lot about how it would

All the World’s a Stage, and all the orcs and humans merely players. They have their stories and their characters; and one man in his time plays many roles.

Ever since word broke about the possibility of playing either a worgen or a goblin, I’ve been thinking a lot about how it would be to roleplay them. In terms of lore, each one fits in very nicely — the goblins have the neutral city of Undermine not far from the great Maelstrom at the center of the world, and the worgen have lots of connections to other dimensions, possibly the Emerald Dream. Assuming the expansion is in fact going to be a combination of the Maelstrom and the Emerald Dream, each race could have a lot to do with why the Horde and the Alliance are eager to go and continue the adventure after Northrend.

Some others are talking about how and why these races would join either faction. The goblins seem a shoo-in for the Horde, since they’ve already got so many connections with one another above and beyond the ostensible neutrality the goblins maintain between the Horde and the Alliance. The worgen connection to the Alliance is a bit tougher to figure out, but there are two apparent possibilities: either the humans of Gilneas have become worgen and wish to rejoin their former brethren, or the original worgen from their own dimension somehow join up with the Alliance in order to fight off a shared enemy such as the Burning Legion or the “Nightmare” of the Emerald Dream.

Today we’ll discuss both of these possibilities and stake my claim on which I think is more likely, and look at a number of the story hooks that worgen and goblins could create for roleplayers if and when we get the chance to play them.

This guy was not too tall. His figure was just like a tauren. Bernal found that there was a small space around him. It was really weird that no devils stepped into it. He needed to keep calm. He crossed his two light swords before his chest and lowered his body to look at his enemy calmly. “How long do you think you can go to?” the devil opened his mouth, “watch out!” his words were pretty strange, but that big sword has already cut down Bernal.

Bernal used his hands to support it and defended the attack from the guard. But he felt the weight of the sword became heavier and heavier. He want to figure could why such kind thing would happen here. He alreay got rid of the defending and retreated, but his enemy did not want to release him and directly rushed to him. That sword which was made by was pointing at Bernal directly. He lowered down his body and the edge of the sword just grazed beside his ear. “That’s very interesting, you can do it again and see if it could make me afraid of you, how about that?” the devil said. Bernal could confirm that this devil was not a common role. He has seldom met such a devil that had so strong power and calm heart.
To tell the truth, this doomsday guard’s figure was incompatible with his ability. He had no way to retreat unless he hit other devils’ bodies. He was fighting against that doomsday guard with  and the golden light continuously appeared from the friction. That devil was even smiling. It was obvious that he was not tired at all, but Bernal felt pretty tired. It was the first time for him to feel so tired and it was like the recovery of his power could not catch up with the speed of his power consuming.
Bernal quickly moved his hands, but his opponent was only using one hand to wave the sword with smiling on his face. A sudden attack made Bernal was rolled up by that long tail. When he wanted to cut it down, the devil used his sword hit to Bernal’s chest in an unbelievable speed. His leather armor was broke up by and Bernal felt pretty hurt. However, he did not fall down and there was no blood flowing out. The wound was a cut crevice and the light was writhing inside.
He felt that his wound was curing, but very slow. When did his body turn to be like that? In a second he has remembered that he had been injured by hell hounds. There has been blood flowing out from his wounds. But he had no time to think more about that. He cut down to the devil with , but that tail has already been received. Bernal raised his head and saw the devil’s evil smile.