Dawning Shadows

Dislclaimer: I dont own Warcraft or the World of Warcraft or anything connected to Blizzard. I do own this plot though:D. any names similiar to names from other books or games or even othere peoples real or fanfiction names purely coincidental.

Dear Magellas

This was copied from a fractured text found in Stranglethorn Vale

"Shadows be coming. Swamping Space world like sea crashing on shore. Space stopped by one who be shadow. Long fracture here caused by what appears to be a axe of some kind embedded in it Canna look for shadow-being for den he no be found for Long Space shadow flee before light an dat wat we be : Light. But hope to de heavens dat he comes or dere be no heaven no more.

Please see if you can make anything of this, my old friend. I know i can't.

Ruffard

Hundreds of miles away an old dwarf sits down, still reading the letter. "Ah me old mate, what have ye got yourself inti this time?" He mused.

It looked like he would have to leave the comfort that the Guild supplied for him and head on down to old Stranglethorn.

"No comfort for the old eh?" he asked himself but there was a hint of the joy of the chase in his voice. just a hint but it was there.

"Kill Him!" the man screamed angrily pointing and the vague shadow he could see sprinting away with his jewels, his priceless, priceless jewels. The guards looked around bewildered. Blacksong slowed to a stop and looked back ,amused. The noble had a monocle that allowed to see anything whether or not it was stealthed like he was. The guards however did not. Still it was getting boring just watching them hack at each other trying to find him and he was bored so he revealed himself. By shotting one them in the head... The nearest guard turned towards the human assasin with a screech and threw himself at Blacksong. Blacksong calmy blocked the blade and and impaled the man. A goblin this time armed with twin maces came in twirling them like batons. Blacksongs dual swords flashed and the goblin found himself holding two lumps of wood. He stared at them and was still staring when his head fell to the ground.

The entire fight proggresed like this with the guards trying to overpower him with savagery and numbers and suddenly finding throats cut, guts around their knees and in several cases staring up at their own headless body's. The noble watched the approaching killer with terror and tried to draw his knife. before the man had even got it out of the sheath a blade plunged through his throat, spilling his lifes blood. "You are nothing" Blacksong whispered "just a contract. That's all." Than he cleaned his sword on the mans silk shirt and walked into the distance. To the dying man he appeared rather like a shadow.

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