A great bellow screamed across The Molten Core: “YOU DARE ENTER MY LAIR MORTAL!?! FACE THE WRATH OF RAGNAROS, THE FIRE LORD!!!”
“You can thank the dark iron dwarves for that Ragnaros.” a familiar voice explained. It was I, Goliais. “No matter! Whether dwarf or otherwise, I shall destroy you anyway!” Ragnaros bellowed as he shot a pure bolt of fire at my chest, but as this happened, an arrow made of pure arcane struck the bolt straight on, obliterating it while I took the opportunity to power up a beam of nature wraith energy.
“Arrghhh!” Ragnaros cried out, his hand clutching the wound of the strike, while in the other hand, reeling back with the might of his mace: Sulfuras. Seeing this, I summoned the aspect of Ursoc to swipe out his unimaginably powerful weapon out of Ragnaros hand with a vine, letting loose the full power of my strength. Ragnaros stuttered from this blow, but this did not deter him from bringing up his sulfuras hammer for the wrath of sulfuron once more.
As if on cue, a silver mace flew swiftly throughout all the chaos into Ragnaros from the shadows, stunning him briefly. I took this as a message that I could finish this fight and that I should bring the final blow.
“Prepare to get winded!” I roared as he let fly his powerful torrents of hurricanes to finish the job.
Ragnaros fell back in agony back to the firelands and said in pure pride: “How funny, you think you have slain the mighty fire lord, I will be back, and you will fall”
“You can come out now! Ali! Dad!”
Ali and my dad Wrex walked out from the shadows of the cave and recollected their weapons as I sheathed my mace back into its holder.
”We were simply seeing how you fared against this great beast.”
“Dad.” I said with a grin. “Could you save that for something that ISN’T a fire lord?”
“Well maybe you shouldn’t go around being so great all the time if you can’t stop being the best in the Horde you hunk of beef.” Ali said this very calmly and with a smirk, as we both knew it was true.
“Anyway dad, we should hurry, the Horde and Alliance are gathering in the Blasted Lands, near the dormant Dark Portal. Somethings happening.”
“True son, there is, and we will CRUSH all those weak pink-skins like butter there won't we!”
“Ahem!” Ali said, now annoyed.
“But not her.”
End of chapter two.
Beginning of chapter three.
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The saga of Goliais: The herald of the titans.
FanfictionThis is the adventure (Lore wise) of my character in WoW: Goliais. I had to pull a few stings and tweak a few parts, but this is going to be/is a long journey for us all. (Note: My WoW character is not that high levelled. Yet...)
