Fel-Azeroth: Gilneas rises

In Gilneas, King Genn Greymane travels to the Gilneas Front with his advisor Baron Ashbury and an unknown hooded figure with a the Gilneas reserve army behind them marches too the frontlines to see the progress of the war against the Fel-empire.

Genn and Ashbury arrive at the Royal Army HQ. Genn sees in the horizon the Gilneas army barely holding against the ever growing army of the Fel Empire.

"My royal people, those I have sworn to protect are only thing that's keeping these cursed humans at bay are our cannons"

"It's clear my king that your previous preparation for war against Alterac was a lifesaving decision." Ashbury replies to give Genn some confidence.

"Though it is true, the question now is for how long?"

Greymane and Ashbury make their way to the Commander tent to meet with Godfrey and Crowley.

Inside the command tent Godfrey and Crowley continue to bicker at each other, turning what supposed to be a military cooperation is turned into a battle of egos between the two lords. As Genn enters the tent he his shocked by the constant bickering by his two military commanders, the two aren't aware their king is inside the same tent as them.

Genn pulls out his great sword and swings it at the table. The Sword smashes the table which gets the attention of the two commanders.

"We are at war with the Fel Empire! Not each other." Genn shouts.

Godfrey and Crowley kneel before their king.

"I apologise sincerely my king. But Crowley continues to believe that we should strike their forces and retake our northern regions. He merely wants to attack to reclaim his lands."

"The longer we stay on the defence the more our resources will be wasted. With Lorderon in Ruins the Fel empires numbers have grown. We need to strike now before they attack us in full force."

Genn commands both Godfrey and Crowley to stand. Though the two lords stand tall and proud, their king looks down on them like children fighting over a toy.

"Our Kingdom could fall by the growing onslaught by the Fel-empire and yet I see my two closest friends still bicker inside a tent out of range from the battle for the fate of Gilneas!"

Both Godfrey and Crowley though still remains standing firm they both slightly tremble.

"Stormgarde is still in chaos, The Wildhammer Dwarves still refuse to lend aid and continue to hide in their mountains, and The High Elves are more focused on saving themselves rather than fighting with us. We might soon be all that's left to defend the remaining kingdoms of Azeroth."

Crowley feeling a sense of gloat towards Godfrey "I am glad you understand my King, I can organise a decisive strike on the-"

King Genn suddenly pulls out his great sword and plunges the mighty blade into the wooden floors of the army tent, the sudden blade helped too silent Lord Crowley.

"Do not think that your men will be enough to turn the tide of battle, from what I have seen outside our foot soldiers are reaching breaking point and our cavalry is down too mere stable boys. It is why I have found aid outside our usual advisors. You may now enter Miss Celestine."

The hooded figure enters the tent holding a staff carved from a tree from the Blackwald. Celestine lifts her hood revealing a young, beautiful but also a wild small-folk face.

Crowley is curious as to why Genn is allowing what appears to be an unarmed young woman too is in the same tent as a king and two highborn lords. Godfrey However sees the woman as a disgrace for wearing dirt covered rags and not wearing shoes. Godfrey pulls out his pistol at the woman while Genn and Celestine remain unmoved.

"This filthy camp whore dares to enter our tent!" Godfrey shouted.

Celestine remains firm, she when gives a small smile towards Godfrey. "I am no camp whore Lord Godfrey."

Suddenly with a flick of her wrist mighty tree roots burst from the wooden floors underneath Lord Godfrey binding him and his pistol.

"A Harvest-Witch! That's impossible they are a myth!" said Lord Crowley, shocked to see the power of nature entangling Lord Godfrey.

"And yet Lord Godfrey one stands in front of you." Genn remarked.

Celestine releases Godfrey from her roots, he falls to the ground dropping his pistol and gasping for air.

"The Harvest-witches lived in secret for centuries, avoiding the people of the capital while helping the people too farm during the hard times of the harvest seasons. House Greymane pleaded to keep us secret from the rest of the world and allow us to help the people of Gilneas until a time came for us to reveal ourselves and too save the Kingdom."

"Gentlemen, our enemies use unorthodox strategies to defeat us. They have attempted to turn our soldiers into ghoulish monsters until the Harvest-witches found the grains poisoned by their foul magic. I believe they will be the key to defeat the Fel-empires armies."

Godfrey stands back up too comment. "Even with her help a few trees will not be enough to stop them."

"That is true Lord Godfrey, which is why you two must listen to what I have planned."

Two hours have passed though the Fel-humans and the Undead Legion have retreated The Gilneas soldiers are still too few with many either dead or wounded. Even with the army reserves at the frontlines, many of the troops are nothing more than militia forces with little to no experience of combat.

Across the battlefield on the Fel-empires war camp Fel-human General Hath riding on a fel corrupted warhorse readies his riders and his foot soldiers for one more attack.

"Soldiers of the Fel-Empire! Before we have brought down the mage kingdom Dalaran, then we razed the Kingdom of Lorderon. Today Gilneas will become another Kingdom that will kneel too the one true King of Azeroth, FOR KING AIDEN!"

General Hath's soldier cheers and charges alongside their general against the Gilneas front, Lord Godfrey now at the front lines sees the charging Fel-humans coming towards his position. Godfrey smiles with anticipation, and then orders his riflemen and cannoneers too open fire at the Charging Fel-humans and the Undead. The Gilneas soldiers and militia fire on the Fel-Humans though they have took down a few dozen it wasn't enough to stop Hath's Charge. Hath Believing that the battle will end in his victor was suddenly stopped by a mighty wall of wood and vines that magically appeared front of Hath's forces.

"What kind of magic is this?!" Hath Shouted.

Suddenly the wall begins to attack Hath and his army, vines quickly shoot out of the wall wiping out Fel-humans left and right, On the top of the wall The Harvest-witches of Gilneas rain down powerful magic of the sun and moon eliminating small pockets of soldiers on the ground. Hath desperately attempts to rally his remaining forces until in the distance he hears the horns of horsemen, Hath looks left and sees King Genn Greymane on horseback leading a large cavalry force towards Hath's forces. Seeing no alternative a large sharp bone grows from his right hand and orders his men too charge at Greymane, though his army followed his orders the Fel-Humans were quickly slaughtered by the Gilneas horsemen, despite the a fel-humans quick healing it's body was not able to sustain blunt hits. Hath impales a Gilneas knight until his horse is strucked by a vine from the wall knocking him off his horse, as Hath pulls the dead soldier from his bone Greymane now walking on the ground walks towards General Hath holding his great sword in his right hand. With rage Hath charges at Genn however Genn pulls out a pistol and fires on Hath, the bullet hits Haths hand breaking his large bone and some of his fingers, Genn Swings his sword slicing off Hath's left hand. Hath fall on his knees screaming in pain, Genn then swings his sword again and slices off what's left of Hath's right hand.

With both of Hath's hands gone and his army being cut down all around him he lifts his head up and smiles at Genn while green blood drips from where his arms used to be.

"Genn Greymane, you let us believe you were weak."

"Now you know why you will never break us, freak!" Genn said as he points his Great sword at Hath's head.

Hath suddenly begun to laugh, "This defeat was a setback, soon the true King will match with a greater army and will burn your Kingdom with green fire."

"Let your Fel-King come then, I will make him answer his crimes by this blade!" Genn then swings his blade again this time decapitating Hath's head clean off.

The Wall begins too descent back into the ground with the soldiers of Gilneas cheering for joy while Genn remains silent as he looks at Hath's head with a large horrid demonic smile across his face.

The next day within the King's throne room inside the king's keep in Alterac City the news of the decisive defeat of general Hath's army against Genn Greymanes forces infuriates the Fel-King. Aiden burns his messenger as Medivh and the Amani ambassador Jen'Thal watching.

"GREYMANE! Even with this power gifted to me and my people that Bastard still makes me and my kingdom look like fools." The Fel-king burns his messenger again with the green fire.

"Do not fret my king once the high elves fall to us their magic will help you conquer Azeroth."

The Fel-King begins to calm down, "Of course, with their sunwell my kingdom will be even more powerful, Jen'Thal do you know when the Amani will be ready?"

"My Warlord is awaiting our command though I have been instructed to tell ya too order de deal you have made with us."

"All of Quel'thas will be Amani lands, I promise that all I want is the sunwell" said the Fel-king too the Amani ambassador.

"I'll tell our forces too move north my king." Medivh leaves the room with Jen'Thal following behind.

Aiden remains on his throne, alone with the torches of green fire burning too brighten the room. He then says too himself.

"When I March on Gilneas and their capital, I will hold Genn in a cage, I will murder his children, I will make him watch while my men take turns on his wife than give her the blood too make her my queen. And when he begs for death I will deliver with this hand."

The Fel-king looks at his hand as his nails grow long and sharp, he turns his hand into a fist and watches as the nails pierce his skin allowing his green blood to flow from his hand and drip to the floor.