World of Warcraft: The Untold Story (Book One)

Friends in High Places

"Warchief, you said you wanted to talk. Shall we?" I say, bowing down.

"Come with me. I've got something to show you." Thrall says.

I follow Thrall out of the Keep and onto an elevator.

"The world only gets larger, Sylvanas. There is opportunity everywhere waiting for it's challenger. We all have our different reasons for war, but what are yours?" Thrall says.

"I believe in protecting my people above all else. They are the closest thing to a family I'll ever have. War isn't an answer, but an outcome likely to come if threatened." I say.

"You're smart, Sylvanas. I can tell that you are a noble leader. As for the Lich King— something must be done. Clans from the north have given me details about him. He's recruiting again, but why?" Thrall says.

"The Alliance are marching an attack at his front doorstep. He's going to make an example out of them. We must take precautions, Warchief." I say.

"And we will. Fly with me. It's time you meet the others." Thrall says.

I mount up alongside Thrall and we fly away. The sky is beautifully lit with orange and yellow colors. The clouds are puffy marshmallows. I see a large towery cliff in the distance. Scattered around it are numerous buildings.

"What is that place?" I ask.

"Thunder Bluff. Tauren homeland. It's not much out here, but it's beautiful. A lot of hard work has been put into making this place. They are spiritual lovers by heart. They take pride in their land." Thrall says.

We make a landing on the peak of the cliff. An oversized Tauren walks out of a building and to Thrall. He's horns are massive and his muscles are dense. His head is decorated with tribal feather quills. He stares down at me as he towers over me.

"This is Baine Bloodhoof. Chieftain of Thunder Bluff. Baine, this is Sylvanas. She leads the Forsaken— our newest addition to the Horde." Thrall says.

"Her spirit is corrupted. Her heart is an ice berg that's been frozen over to many times. She has done things no other could imagine. How can you trust her?" Baine says, giving me bad looks. I can tell he doesn't trust me, but can I blame him.

"Baine, that's uncalled for. Sylvanas has shown me where her loyalty lies. She serves the Horde. Are we going to have an issue?" Thrall says, staring Baine in the eyes.

"No, Thrall. We won't. Don't say I didn't warn you when her true intentions show. I can smell the evil stench on you." Baine says, walking away.

"Don't mind him. He's had a rough childhood. Trusting others isn't his strong suit. The blood elves haven't quite made themselves familiar with us. They tend to stick to themselves, but perhaps you'll be able to talk to them." Thrall says.

"When the time is right. I have personal matters to attend to before we attack. I'll be seeing you, Warchief." I say, flying away.

Like I mentioned before I must recover my memories if I want to defeat the Lich King. I know nothing about my last except for dying, coming back to life as a slave, and freeing myself. The Lich King knows everything about me and that knowledge will overpower me. I arrive to the old elven ruins of my kin. The sanctum of Kael'Thas awaits...

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