And me these questions seven… that doesn’t rhyme…

So I was tagged-but-not-really by Anea (more like commanded, by virtue of reading her blog) to participate in this meme. I apologize if this is too arpeeish.

1. What is your name, and where did it come from??

My name is just Rhidach. I prefer not to speak my family name these days, after the befoulment of Quel’Thalas. My name is Thalassian for “Elf-under-arms”. Fitting, I suppose.

2. How old are you, and what is your birthday?

I am 65 seasons of age. Which may be surprising to the mortal races, but makes me barely an adult.

3. Are you in love, and with whom?

I have no time for love.

4. What is your favorite mount, and why?

My trusty Warstrider has borne me into battle with Scourge scum many a time. He is my unwavering companion and I would trade him for no other steed, be it the equines of my order, or some… ugh… Kodo.

5. Do you prefer a certian type of Azerothonian meal, and where do you get it from?

Dragonfin Filet, perfectly cooked over an open flame, and best prepared after being plucked from the frozen waters of Northrend. I make it myself over a fire oft prepared in the bowels of some dark place for a quick boost to my fighting spirits and strength.

6. You know those giant mushrooms in Zangarmarsh? What is your theory on how they came to be, and why they are so huge?

Fel magic perhaps? Alien biology? Who knows? Such an odd question to be asked.

7. If you saw the Lich King walking towards you, what would you do?

Gut the bastard or die trying.