At the Argent Pavilion, a sermon is given every ten minutes or so. Afterwards, a random Champion will approach her and confess...
Here are the confessions listed below (no particular order, just in the order I saw them)
Ironforge Champion says: Lass, I've a confession to make to ya.
Ironforge Champion says: I've been feelin'... urges.
Ironforge Champion says: It was a powerful feelin' while I was listenin' to yer sermon, and it's drivin' me nuts!
Ironforge Champion says: ...I NEED A DRINK!
Argent Confessor Paletress says: Drink in moderation, then, my dwarven friend, but you may want to turn in your lance and reins for the time being. Go with the Light.
Gnomergan Champion says: I don't know if I can compete! Everyone is so much bigger!
Gnomergan Champion says: I've calculated the probability of my success, and it's distressingly low!
Gnomergan Champion says: I can't accurately assess the mathematics behind the charge of my turbostrider while keeping hold of my lance at the precise angle needed and keeping my shield in the exact location for maximum protection at any given second!
Gnomergan Champion says: ...and some of those mounts can trample me!
Argent Confessor Paletress says: Take heart. Size isn't what matters, but how you use the skills you have.
Argent Confessor Paletress says: What you lack in size you make up for in ambition and dedication, little one. Go with the Light.
Stormwind champion says: My heart hangs heavier with each passing day, Confessor.
Stormwind champion says: I have been ordered here, and here I stay and fight under the banner of Stormwind. But everything I do here is empty.
Stormwind champion says: Beyond these reaches, the Scourge continue their work, destroying more and more of what we've built. The fight should be there. I should be there.
Stormwind champion says: How can I justify jousting while people die without my protection?
Argent COnfessor Paletress says: Your heart is in the right place, and I know you seek to serve the Light. But these small strikes do little to the great undead host.
Argent Confessor Paletress says: This tournament is helping to form a strong, concerted force, though it may not appear obvious. When we're ready, the eyes of the Crusade and all its champions will turn towards Icecrown.
Argent Confessor Paletress says: We will bring the might of all races to the Lich King, and he will be defeated.
Argent Confessor Paletress says: I know this does not seem like the obvious path to you, but it will bring you closer to the Light.
Fight well, brother.
Silvermoon Champion says: This fighting is endless. I'm not certain how much more of it I can stand.
Silvermoon Champion says: All of this posturing, all of this dancing about in rings...it seems pointless. What's the use?
Silvermoon Champion says: And I'm beginning to get HELMET HAIR. This is a travesty!
Argent Confessor Paletress says: It may seem pointless, but try to find pride in a good fight. The time will come when all this practicing and competition will be put to good use.
Argent Confessor Paletress says: And your hair looks wonderful.
Orgrimmar Champion says: This isn't honorable combat. I long to face my opponents in battle with my axe in hand!
Orgrimmar Champion says: These are my enemies. YOU would be my enemy in battle! Your king has declared war on my kind!
Orgrimmar Champion says: But instead of fighting as my people would, as my people should, I find myself with a long, unwieldy pole, attempting to coax my wolf into charging my opponent without attacking.
Orgrimmar Champion says: This is not how orcs fight! My duty to the Warchief wars with my perosonal honor. I hold no faith in your Light, but as you seem an advisor, I would hear your words.
Argent Confessor Paletress says: I understand your frustration. Your people are ferocious in battle, and this isn't what you're used to.
Argent Confessor Paletress says: But this is a different sort of honorable combat. Difficult to adapt to, perhaps, but with your prowess I'm sure you'll show everyone the strength in your people. (At around this point, Paletress did the /flex emote making the
Orgrimmar Champion laugh
Argent Confessor Paletress says: Besides... while an axe can be a valuable tool in war, lances have their uses as well.
Undercity Champion says: I punched a penguin on my way in here.
Argent Confessor Paletress says: Oh, my. Do you feel remorseful, at least?
Undercity Champion says: Nah, not really. I just wanted to see the look on your face.
(At this point Paletress turns around and leaves the confessional area. After the Undercity Champion stops laughing, he waves at her and goes back to his seat.)