Prologue
It was night and Libitina, A short but slender human, briskly walked up to Stormwind keep. She had just been summoned from her home in Old Town and had been told the King needed to see her at once. She strode up to the throne room to see King Varian Wrynn pacing and looking extremely frustrated. She bowed to him and said "King Varian, I am answering your summons"
"We have a problem out in Northrend." The King said, immediately getting down to business. "The scourge refuses to take breath in their onslaught if our forces, I'm losing good men rapidly and word is that their main commander is practically laughing at us. This will NOT do. I need you to get to him and kill him. Then maybe the scourge will stop long enough to regroup." Libitina was silent for a moment processing the information just given to her.
"Let me get this straight sir. You are asking me to go into the heart of Ice Crown, by passing hundreds of thousands of scourge troops and the monstrosities created by the mad man Arthas, by myself, take out one of the scourges main generals AND then get back out again?" She exasperated
King Varian stopped pacing and turned to face her with a more caring look on his face. "Look Libitina. It's a very delicate mission and you are the best person for the job. I'm not ordering you to do this but I'm asking you as a fellow Alliance member, No… as a friend. Please, there is no one else I can trust."
Libitina bit her lip in frustration. How could she say no to her king?
Giving a great sigh she responded "When do I start?"