Lost Stories of Warcraft

Chapter 2: Jaundace

"It was only a few bites and scratches, but I seem to be cured of this demon's disease. The other two in my squad weren't so lucky." John said as he held the glass beaker of blue bubbling high elf anti-bodies in front of his eyes.

"Yes, you're not even a high elf yet you managed to use the sunwell to cure yourself and the other members of your squad. How did you know to come here?" Lucien asked.

John half smiled and shook his head, "It all seems too familiar, when I was working with Kel'Thazud he told me about the powers of the sunwell and..." John thought back.

"And what?" Lucien asked.

"It's just... Kel Thazud told me of a dreadlord named Mel Ganies."

Lucien looked at John questionably, "You think this is the work of the Burning Legion?"

John shook his head and put down the beaker, "No, we wiped those things out years ago, the only thing left are a few Burning Blade warlock tribes, and since I heard Thrall had taken over the Horde there have been a lot less. Have there been any reports of orc warlock clans near Silvermoon?"

Lucien shook his head.

"I haven't heard anything near either." John said.

"Oh, so that's where you live?" Lucien asked.

John shook his head, "No, that's where I grew up, I moved back and forth from there and South Shore Beach studying the way of arcane magic until I moved up to the Arcane University."

"So why aren't you working with the Kirin Tor mages?" Lucien asked.

John shrugged, "Well me and my parents have always been religious people and the Silver Hands Mansion is so close to my family and the woman I love."

Lucien smiled, "Oh, well now it all makes since, what she like, blonde or brunette, is she a mage too, tall, short, have you guys been intimate."

John blushed "Wow that's a lot of questions, why the sudden interest in my love life?"

Lucien thought back with a cocky smile, "Well we high elves pride ourselves on being somewhat vain and very romantic. But maybe we could learn a few things from you humans. So, tell me John, what's she like?"

"Well she's a redhead, keeps it long like down to her butt."

"Ah, very nice." Lucien nodded and smiled.

"A few inches shorter them me, and no she's not a mage. At times I wish she was, so we could have gotten married earlier. And to the last question, yes, before I left for the Arcane University. She has three older brothers so she's a bit on the tough side."

Lucien looked at me questionably, "Does she have a name?"

John remembered himself, "Oh I'm sorry, Vorioia Pride and yes she can't wait to get married." I thought to myself for a second, "To get back on the subject, what do you think is the cause of this disease?"

Lucien thought back, "Trolls?"

We looked at each other for a few seconds and broke into laughter. "No, but seriously, have you heard from Kel'Thazud, you guys did decide to make him a counselor in his younger years as he told me."

Lucien shrugged, "I heard Kel Thazud the Demon Slayer was expelled from the Kirin Tor a year ago, nobody's heard from him since."

John swallowed hard from a cause of concern, turned his back on his work bench, and cross his arms, "Why, how?" John asked.