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An End of an Era, Chapter 1 Desolation
It had been a troubling matter to Prince Kael'thas. He was roaming the streets of Dalaran, as he felt he had a pending paranoia filling his heart. He had a feeling something was wrong, he felt...His brethren losing their lives by the masses. It was...Terrible. He felt the emptiness filling his heart as he felt one life after another removed from existence.
Immediately, he chose to act upon this lingering nervousness. He went to investigate. As he arrived in the great halls of the Kirin Tor, he looked for the person he was wishing to speak to. A certain mage who wore red, along with being a truly good friend of his.
He found Rommath, it seemed that he had recently arrived in Dalaran, and his eyes as soon as seeing Kael'thas, alertly sparked. Kael'thas walked infront of Rommath, while Rommath exchanged a bow.
"Your Majesty..." Rommath said, continuing his bow.
"Please," Kael'thas chuckled, "No formalities, Rommath. It's not necessary."
"I've been waiting for your return, a tragic situation is underway at Silvermoon. Assistance is required immediately." Rommath said, with a serious tone in his voice.
"What exactly is the situation?" Kael'thas said, finding out that his past paranoia, indeed were correct.
"The scourge...They are attacking. Slaughtering..." Rommath said, hatred for the scourge dripping from his voice.
Kael narrowed his eyes, he realized how was behind this. "Arthas..." He said quietly.
"My lord?" Rommath questioned.
With a wave of his hand Kael dismissed it, he began to speak up began, "Nevermind, do we have a port of transportation avaiable?"
"Yes my lord, I have talked to some of the other mages here and they gained enough intelligence to have the ability to set up a portal directly to Eversong Woods." Rommath said, standing firm for his prince.
"I see, very good. Let us depart, time is of the essence." Kael'thas said as he began to walk down the halls, with Rommath. He saw the other elves in the building with panic ridden on their faces, they must have been aware of the pending danger that is currently in place at Silvermoon City.
A young elf woman ran up to Kael'thas, a worried look pressed upon her smooth face.
"Prince Kael." She bowed. "Silvermoon City is falling, we need assistance." She said, while her voice was trembling nervously.
"Do not fret. I have heard the situation. Where is the portal?" Kael'thas said still focusing on his gaze on the young elf girl in front of him.
She motioned for him to follow her, "This way, my lord."
Kael'thas and Rommath followed as the whole building seemed shook up, Kael'thas saw a particular blonde haired mage who was conversing with a novice of the Kirin Tor. He would have wished to talk to her, if the situation was not so time restricted. He passed her as they exchanged glances. Kael knew the person she loved was tearing a path of destruction through his city. He despised him...But he knew he didn't have enough power by himself to kill him.
It was frusturating with how many days he was locked up in his studies looking through new ways to make himself truly powerful. He would study it, practice it, and then attempt to use it in real world situations. He was definitely powerful, but Kael felt he was never powerful enough. At least, not enough to defend his people.
Eventually the elf girl stopped as Kael had realized they had made it to their destination.
"Here it is my lord, a portal for Eversong Woods. Please be cautious, the situation...It's...menacing..." The young elf girl said while bowing to her prince.
"Thank you. We will now depart, please tell one of the administrators to calm the public down, it will only create obstacles with a terror filled populace." Kael said, bowing his head to thank the girl.
"I will my lord. Good luck." She stated.
He nodded as his and Rommath carefully stepped through the portal.
As he appeared in Eversong Woods he could immediately smell the stench of death that filled the airs. His brows furrowed, as he looked around him,he found a stable. As he approached the stable however, he realized one of his fears had come true. The stable master had been slaughtered, along with all of the hawkstriders. Kael'thas frowned at the sight, he however prepared himself as he knew there was going to be a much worse situation upon entering Silvermoon City.
"Rommath." Kael said turning to the mage in red.
"Yes my lord?" Rommath said alertly.
"We need to make haste, we must depart on foot." Kael'thas said addressing his magister.
"Yes, of course." Rommath said with a nod.
Kael began to sprint towards Silvermoon, along with Rommath.
"Curses." Kael said, realizing his Kirin Tor robe was restricting his movements. He figured the same unfortunately was happening with Rommath's robe too. However, they kept moving at a rapid pace.
It was a terrible sight to be seen, as Kael was still making his way towards Silvermoon, he saw millions of dead High Elves, scattered everywhere. He felt...He felt the power of the Sunwell beginning to become...tainted.
"Rommath! We need to increase our speed! We need to hurry!" Kael said, realizing what Arthas was planning.
Rommath replied with a nod, but did not have enough breath to reply to his prince.
As Kael and Rommath made it to the entrance to Silvermoon, they saw dead bodies completely covering the entrance bridge. They saw craters produced from acid in multiple areas of the flooring, they saw as the plague and the scourge decayed their natural forest. There was...A huge long gap of decayed land that seem to last throughout the entirety of Eversong Woods.
Kael winced as he saw the land around him...It was nothing like it once was, there flawless beauty previously of Eversong had been replaced with a massive scar plaguing it's appearance.
Kael'thas knew he would have his work cut out for him as he entered Silvermoon, however, he still had not seen worst of what was to come.
Thanks for reading Chapter 1! I appreciate you reading the full thing, I hope you enjoyed.