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I raised my hood covering my head as much as possible as well as protecting myself from the harsh cold breeze. It was an eerie misty cold night in Brill, alone on top of the tower waiting for the zeppelin to arrive from Northrend. I wrapped my arms around the thick dusty black robes that engulf my whole body, keeping my body warm from the chill air. I glanced up in the distance and faintly saw the zeppelin arriving. I place my on my daggers cautiously as I heard footstep approaching below. I carefully turn my head, keeping my face hidden inside the hood, to see who would walking up this tower. I held my breath as the footsteps drew closer and closer, then relaxed as I watch him walked to the other end of the tower, it was only a wondering goblin.
"Wow I didn't expect I see anyone here?" He spoke in a deep cracking voice as hick-up.
"Yea…timing…what can you do? Well would love to talk but my ride is here" I replied back, the zeppelin slowed as it parked itself to the tower. I stepped on to it quickly before the drunken goblin could say anything. I made way down to lower level of the worn out hot air balloon boat. I paid the goblin at the entrance of the common room before entering the dim light room. There was a fair amount of people dotted around as I scanned the room for an empty space with a table until I spotted one in the far back corner of the room. I made myself comfortable as I watch everyone enjoying themselves, I guess it's a good thing people are still able to enjoying themselves as we are in dark times. We are slowly losing the battle, clinging on to life itself until we found out the Lich King grew an army that caught us by surprise taking us by force brain washing them as they raised up from the deeps of hell and destroyed their families and villages one by one. A goblin waitress waddled over towards me.
"Hey weirdo, what you want to drink?" she asked.
"Cherry Grog" I answered back at her quickly.
"Are you sure, you think you hack it?"
"Just get me the drink women" I snapped back at her. This was the only way to talk to these people. They would do anything to get their hands on gold, and I mean anything. Shortly after she came over threw the jug of beer to the table, whistle gave her couple bronze coins as furiously waddle off to the bar. I took a mouth full of beer; the harsh taste tortured my mouth as I slowly gulped it down.
"Looks like you're having fun stranger"
"Why have you come here old geezer? Shouldn't you be at Thunder Bluff trying to see the future?" I said slowly as I gazed up looking at an old tauren wearing ragged clothes patched with bits of leather trying to hold the robe together, unable to support himself without his tattered wooden staff.
"Wow what crawled up your back blood-elf" he chuckled and coughed in the middle, as he took a seat opposite. "You don't mind do you?"
"How can I possibly refuse since you have already taken a seat" I replied back quiet coldly. "So…"
"I thought I'll just come over and an old friend" he interrupted me. "So what do you call yourself blood- elf?"
"Seth" I answered taking another gulp of beer.
"That's a strange name for a blood-elf"
"Well if you don't like it, why don't you beat it?"
He laughed again then slowly took a deep breathe, "Why don't you remove your hood? And there no need to draw your blades here, I'm not here for trouble youngling" he asked.
"How…" I said in surprised as I slowly removed hand from the dagger, then slowly lowering my hood.
"Awww how, you say? It's a knack child. So what meet you at Northrend?" He asked calmly.
"Nothing you should be concerned about old man?"
"Aww come on child, no need to be harsh to the world, its just small talk"
"I'm looking for someone really" I said calmly.
I watched him as he took another deep breathe "This person must be important to you, making you travel closer to the depts of hell." I looked away from him and watched the lively crowd at the other end of the room. Orcs, Trolls, Taurans and blood-elfs heavily geared as they lifted their jugs in the air clashing it against each other's. "Brave men don't you think" I turned back him as he slowly closed his eyes then opening them looking back the group. "The blood- elf over there will die in a battle in the giants castle." He pointed at one of them using his staff.
"Why are you tell me this, do you think I believe you what you say?" I replied back.
"Mmm…like I said I just here for small talk, not here to lecture you" He said. "Well no matter how terrible situation we are still able to enjoy ourselves until we are called to duty."
Couple hours passed we sat together throughout the trip, it felt nice talk to someone talk about nothing; it has been a long time since I was able to talk to someone so freely. I glanced at my jug still half filled with beer and looked back at the old tauren as he smiled back at me, "I guess I made a good company for this ride?" I didn't answer but nodded casually at him. "We almost there" he was right I could feel the zeppelin has switched off its engines, decelerating to a stop, arriving at Vengeance Landing. I got from my seat making sure I having everything, "I have to admit the company was good old geezer." I looking at him then lifting up my hood as the darkness of the hood engulfed my face. "Are you not coming?"
He shakes his head "No not today my time hasn't come"
"Suit yourself, old geezer" I said as raised my hand in the air waving saying goodbye, I reach to the entrance of the room halted in my footsteps in the middle of the hustle of people trying to get out of the zeppelin as fast as they could before it takes off. I took a glimpse back at my table and saw the old tauren that sat next to me disappeared. He probably wondered somewhere else I thought. I continued making my way out of the zeppelin; once again I felt the fresh morning cold winds blow onto my face, as I took my first step in Northrend, one step closer to goal, step more for me to draw peace within myself. I made my way downstairs exiting the towers as I watched the new recruits run out heaving their gear to them its either one step of being a hero or step closer to death.
"Good morning wonderer, you are not joining the army are you?" a sinister cold voice greeted me as I step on out of the tower in to the mist lands of Howling fjord.
"No I'm just passing through, a traveller" I answered as I looked at the undead, as he analysed me.
"Aww don't mind me, I'm just a simple merchant here, would you be interest in buying my goods?" he asked as he opened his decay black long coat revealing varies goods hidden from health potions to agility boosts.
"No I will pass for now, but can you tell where how I am able to get to Utgarde Keep?"
"Traveller you say and you want to go there?" he laughed out loud whilst his bone jittered as he laughed.
"Why is that so funny?" I asked watching him closely.
"You won't make it there alive" he said. "let alone lasting a couple hour out of this safe haven!"
"What do you mean?"
"Don't you know the Lich King rule that land, the whole of Northrend, walk with me dim withed wonderer"
"Careful Merchant" I quickly replied back, as I began to follow him out of the entrance of Vengeance Landing.
"You see that over there the battle on the coastal area between us and the scumbag alliance" as he pointed out, I could barely see them clashing against each other, but could hear distinctive canon firing, explosions and gun fires. "And to the place where you want to go, you pass through the misty fields of the dead and take the Vengeance Lift then goes towards the giant castle, very big not hard to miss." I looked at the thick snowy misty field I couldn't see the lift entrance but can make out the black chains that rose from the mist to the mountain peak sculptured into a dragon head, if you take a step through the velvet blanket of mist you wouldn't know which way is north or south.
"I will take my chances, thanks for the warning." I said as I began to make my way towards the mist.
"It's your funeral meat bag, if the alliance and the wild doesn't get you the undead spirits will, happy travels!" He said as he began to walk away back.
I continued walking straight making sure I was making direct towards the lift. I lowered my hood inorder for me to get better vision then I heard soft screeching noise that slow turned to whispering murmurs. I pressed onwards vigilantly, looking to at my left and right as the noise became louder and louder. Crack, a sound of a dry tree branch being snapped as I quickly set my hand on my daggers ready to unsheathing as I halted. I looked around diligently at the misty around me. "Save me" a male whispered in pain.
"Help us" another said but in a long female soft voice. A minute later the whispers became louder cluttered as more and more of the undead spirits mourn that merchant mentioned. Amongst some of them were alliances crying for help, those are the lives that are still in denial that they have died, still bounded to earth. Suddenly large black blurred flew towards as I manage to twirl around whipping out my daggers narrowly missing the large object. The red blood dripped from one of the daggers; first thing first at least I now know it was a living thing. I could hear the thing gasping for air, I moved closer to it with the help of it panting and coughing.
"Ash Karathu!"
"Shit, Alliance" as I looked around where seven shadow figures became slightly visible, still hidden by the snowy mists. I sheathed one of my daggers and concentrated some energy to my hand as it slightly glow yellow, preparing myself to counter attack. Suddenly all seven shadow figures pounced towards, twisting and turning swift scarcely evaded their attacks but I managing to tap each of them, as small but visible yellow aura glowed from each other, as they began to the surround me again reading their attack. "My turn…" as I vanished with a blink of an eye just before they had an opportunity to attack. Seven times I reappeared in front of them as I wrapped my arm around my seventh wounded target tightly whilst poking my dagger in to his wound which I previously placed. As we watched the six shadowy figures fall to the ground as the misty began to swallow them, the spirits have them now. "Take me to the Vengeance lift" I struggled to say in Darnassian. He tried struggle but I poked my dagger further into his wound as he yelled out in agony, breathing hard. He then nodded then we began to walk. After some time we finally arrived at the entrance of the Vengeance lift entrance. We continued to walk up the broaden wooden ramp leading into the lift. "This is where we depart" I said in my language as he began to shake vigorously, scared, could feel the colour wash out from his skin as he began to mutter to me or to himself whilst he closed his eyes. As I removed myself from him and entered the lift cautiously as looked at him as stubble to ground, eyes opened in relief, he thought I was going to kill him. The black metal chains began crackle as the lift suddenly came to life, lifting me from the misty as I gazed over the Howling Fjords misty fields then to Vengeance Landing.
I heard roars of attack and blades being clashed together, cries of pain being yelled, "Attack you useless meat bags, destroy these fucking giants" I heard as the Lift grew to a stop. Giants, I never knew they would have excised I thought people were made them up or old folk stories. A battle between the giants and a small group of undead, I could feel the ground shake as giants moved or gave a powerful striking attack.
"What they send one person! Where are the others?" I looked to my side as I saw the frightened young blood-elf paladin. "We're losing! Where are the reinforcements?" He came up to me clutching on to my robes trying to bring me closer to him.
"I'm not reinforcements you asked for, kid" I said sadly. I then looked behind me as I watched a giant charging towards us, feeling the ground harder and louder by each step he took draw closer towards us. "Get off me kid off or we'll die." But did not listen, freighted to the very core of his body. "Get off me!" I yelled out as I threw him to one side, ducked missing his first swing of this large two handed axe as it landed to ground sending a shockwave through the ground. I leap to the left dodging the next attack then leaped towards him missing his heavy frontal attack quickly unsheathing my dagger slicing his right leg as I leapt behind him. He let bellowed out in pain as the blood showered out from his wound, as he foot slow slid of his limb, as collapsed holding on to the axe for balance. I held up my dagger up in the air as a sharp yellow aura covered them, as he stared at me full of hatred as he roared out launching himself to attack towards me. I leapt towards him evading the axe, slicing his arm then with a swift slash to his neck, I landed to the ground whipping the blood off my daggers whilst the giant crushed to ground, coughing as blood sprayed from the inflicted wounds.
"You shouldn't be here kid" I told him as I sheathed my daggers.
"Oh my god! Help us!" I came up to pleaded with me. "We need help, please!"
I looked across at the battle that is raging, "Fine just here!" I ordered.
"No I can't"
"No…I can't…You just shitted in your pants as he came to attack!" I yelled as jogged my way to the battle. Then saw him following me very closely, "Do what you want, just stay out of my way" I jumped into the battlefield taking out my dagger which began to glow. Attack the Giants in swift movements through the front line, as the others delivered the final blows. As the sun sets the battle ended, orcs and taurens gathered the giants bodies ready to put them alight whereas the trolls and blood-elfs began to set camp.
"I didn't think one fleshling would make difference." The undead caption said to me as I look at my robes patches of blood soaked in.
"Well I was just passing through and thought you guys needed help"
"Why don't you help us blood-elf?" he asked. I shook my head.
"Sorry I got a place to go urgently."
"Well come with me, you seem disheartened about your robes, why don't you take this in exchange for your help you gave us?" as he handed me a new charcoal colour robe, it felt lighter to the one I was wearing as well it was very thick. "Your robe won't keep you from the chill that place give, that robe got an enchantment will make you feel a bit lighter. Why not rest for the night?" he suggested, as I handed my old robe, putting on the new robe on, it does feel lighter and warmer than the other one.
"Like I said I have a place to go to, but thanks for the offer"
"Okay, safe travels blood-elf"
I nodded and followed the road trail leading away from the area. "Hey wait up!" I turned around, gave a disappointing look as the young blood-elf paladin ran up to me. "I want to join you!"
"What?! Come on kid go back I don't need any companions following you!" I told him, as I began to continue my way.
"Come on please I can learn from you!" he argued following me closely.
"What can you learn from I'm just a simple traveller kid!"
"What?! Fine, I guess you know where you're going, since I have been here longer than you." He mentioned slyly, as I stopped, I realised I had no clue I was going complete forgot to ask the undead captian for directions to Utgarde Keep.
"Fine…" I said, as heard him cheer in victory.
"Name's Chaos, yours?"
"Chaos? Seth…" I replied back.
"Yea it's a knights name after imitation. Seth, that's weird name?"
"Yea I get that a lot"
"So where you want to go?" he asked.
"Take me to Utgarde Keep" I answered.
"What?! Why do you want to go there? Are you mad?" he spluttered out. "It's suicide going there?"
"Just take me there or get lost!" I told him.
"Fine fine" Chaos agreed as we continued to walk along the footpath.