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Chapter 35: Regent Lord
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"Why do these stairs have to be so damn long?" Vereesa groaned as she, Rhonin, Kael'thas, Illidan, Koltira, and Thassarian made there way down a ridiculously long staircase.
"Whining about it isn't going to help," Illidan growled.
"Can we take a break?" Kael'thas asked. "My feet are getting tired."
"Kael'thas, you're in your soul form, how can your feet be getting tired?" Illidan demanded.
"Because they can," Kael'thas replied.
"Well then allow me to show them what I think of their exhaustion," Illidan growled raising up his war glaives.
Suddenly a packaged explosive landed right in front of them on the stair case!
"Get down!" Thassarian cried out as he and Koltira summoned up ghouls to shield them.
They hit the deck just before the explosive went off. The ghouls were blasted into bits of meat and chared bone.
Then down from above came Hogger who landed right on top of Rhonin and began punching him repeatedly in the face.
"Now you all die!" Hogger proclaimed.
"Rhonin!" Vereesa cried out drawing her bow and snapping off an arrow.
Hogger however yanked up Rhonin by the neck and the arrow struck him in the shoulder!
"I've got him!" Koltira proclaimed casting Death Grip on Hogger.
To everyones suprise however both Hogger and Rhonin went flying towards Koltira! Rhonin crashed into the Death Knight sending him to the floor. Hogger landed on top of them and raised his axe for the killing blow!
"Scorch all, Fenikkusu!" Kael'thas cried out releaseing his Zanpaktou and knocking Hogger off the Death Knight and mage! The two of them crashed over the railing and began to tumble down the staircase!
"Kael'thas!" Illian called jumping after the two stretching out his wings to slow his fall.
"Its okay we're all fine," Koltira said pushing Rhonin off him.
"Come on," Vereesa said grabbing the two off them by the shoulders, removing her arrow from Rhonin's shoulder. "We have to help them."
"You know I did absolutely nothing during that fight and nothing bad happened to me," Thassarian noted.
"Way to be useless," Rhonin growled bandaging his wound.
RToM
"Two hundred ninety three, two hundred ninety four," Lor'themar said as he hacked down gnolls.
He had been holding his position by the lip of the hole for around three minutes now. A heap of bodies formed a bloody wall about the hole providing some added barrier between the enemy and his comerades. His shield was scratched and chipped; the wood, cut from a tree in Eversong, was held in place only by the Sin'dorei crest at its center. His sword was notched and begining to crack, his armor was dented and stained with gore, and his hair had come out of its pony tail and now hung across his back like a cloak.
Still the gnolls came and still he slew them. Dragonkin joined the fray every now and again and he slew them. He had expended most of his mana casting Mass Charms and Mana burns to buy himself a few extra seconds to catch his breath. But he new that he could not keep this up forever.
Another dragonkin charged him and Lor'themar smashed his shield into the beasts face. The shield nearly broke apart but held together, the wood planks on the edge swinging wildly. The Dragonkin stumbled back stunned and Lor'themar plunged his sword into the dragonkins chest. As he moved to draw it out however the blade snapped off and he swore violently. He turned the blade over and began to use the other side as a single bladed sword.
Another group of Gnolls rushed him, around a half dozen of them. He blocked the leader's strike with his shield getting is axe stuck in the shield. He kicked it in the chest and then slashed a seconds head in half with his broken sword. A third however managed to strike him on the hip with its club and he stumbled back with a curse. A fourth Gnoll leapt at him and he impailed it on his sword. Te Fifth however hooked his blade by the guard with its axe and yanked the weapon from his hands. Lor'themar struck the gnoll in the face with his fist and blocked the third gnolls second attack with his ruined shield. He yanked the first gnolls axe out of his shield and brought it down on the third Gnolls head, spliting its skull open like a melon. The First gnoll drew out a knife and charged him again but Lor'themar cut him down with his own axe. The Fifth Gnoll struck him on his weapon arm and Lor'themar's armor failed at last. The axe cut through his mail and through muscle and tendons only to stop at his bone. He gave a cry of pain and dropped the axe he'd taken from the first gnoll and tripped over a corpse. He fell to the blood staind floor and the Gnoll leapt on him raising its weapon for the death blow.
"Get you're flithy paws off me!" Lor'themar snarled before he head butted the Gnoll in the face. He shoved it off him with his good arm and it fell onto the floor. He pushed himself up with his one good arm and then brought his foot down hard on its neck. There was a crack as his foot crushed its wind pipe and the gnoll went still.
He stood there panting, blood dropping from his wounded arm. He'd lost all feeling in it and couldn't budge it with out experincing more intense pain.
Then he heard the sound of bow strings being drawn and he looked up. A dozen gnolls had loaded crossbows pointed at him waiting to fire. Lor'themar weakly brought up his sheild waiting for the bolt storm to strike him.
Then there came a round of mocking clapping.
"Well done Theron, well done." A very familar voice said in mocking tones.
Then a familar grey skinned undead elf entered the chamber a smug look on his face.
"You traitorous dog!" Lor'themar snarled.
Dar'khan Darthir laughed.
"Suprised," he asked?
"I'll kill you where you stand," Lor'themar snarled readying to charge.
"Don't be a fool Theron!" Dar'khan snapped. "You can barely stand and Deathwing his buffed me up to level 80 elite. You have almost no armor, health, mana, and no weapon."
Lor'themar glared at him.
"Now then I'm here to give you a last chance to surrender," Dar'khan reported. "A chance to aid Deathwing in stopping Cataclysm."
"Why?" Lor'themar demanded.
"Well you see Theron we Elves have once more been given the saft," Dar'khan replied. "While the majority of the old world is getting a full overhaul to improve questing and smooth out leveling the Blood Elf starting zones will have almost no changes and the things they have changed mostly suck."
"Like what?"
"Well the Blood Knights are going to have the Blood Tempered Ransuer replaced by one of three maces each on focused towards either DPS, Tanking, or healing. They are also making it so you get all the items in Shadow Fang Keep and they are removing the quest where a new Blood Knight fights several other low level Paladins," Dar'khan replied. "They also haven't updated the questing and have left it the way it was in the Burning Crusade. This will inevitably result in Blood Elf players ditching Quel'thalas to level in Durotar, Tirisfall Glades, Silverpine, and Azshara."
"Your point?"
"Open your eyes you weak minded fool!" Dar'khan snapped. "Blizzard doesn't give a rats ass about the Blood Elves! Why do you think that in the Quel'delar Quest line you come off as a bit of an ass and even your dear friend Hauldron Brightwing bad mouths you! The only character development your getting is a piece of Fanfiction made canon by Blizzard! You've been forgotten about in novel after novel, getting only a side mention in Tides of Darkness. Your just that Blood Elf Guy, on the forums."
Dar'khan then stretched out a hand to Lor'themar.
"Deathwing plans to stop that, to end it all. He will take down World of Warcraft and you will be able to bow out gracefully. A character who remains an enigma to have slash fanfiction written about," Dar'khan explained. "He's giving us a quiet, peaceful death. No pain, just a bliss of nothingness. Help us Theron."
Lor'themar was silent for a moment, his face hidden behind his blood stained silver blond hair. Then he spoke.
"Dar'khan, you don't get me at all do you?" He said straightening.
He brushed aside his hair and then wiped away a flesh colored paste from around his left eye revealing a scar. Then he pulled off the contact lense he wore over the eye revealing it to be milky white.
"You see this?" He asked pointing to his eye. "I gave my eye protecting Quel'thalas. I have lived all of my life as a side character; Sylvanas's second in command, the baby sitter to Kael'thas, the Aragorn to Kalecgos in The Sunwell Trilogy, one of the lesser known faction leaders of the Horde. And you know what? I DON'T CARE! I fight not for personal glory, nor do I strive for power like you, I fight for the people of Quel'thalas from Quel'danas to Tranquelien! I fight for the Sin'dorei, and as long as there is but one breath in my body I shall fight on! I may not get the credit or recognition, nor does Blizzard cut me any slack but I haven't asked for any."
Then he pointed to Dar'khan.
"You are a traitor to Quel'thalas, a sniveling coward who only wants power. I despise you and all yo stand for," Lor'themar continued. "I will not now and never will betray my home or my people! I was taught as a ranger of honor, loyalty, and duty. Three things you lack and never will understand."
"Die!" Dar'khan snarled and the gnolls took aim.
"FOR THE SIN'DOREI!" Lor'themar roared charging them!
He drew a knife with his left and threw it at Dar'khan just as the gnolls fired their bolts! He caught four bolts on his battered shield, his armor withstood two more, and two more just missed. One however pierced his shield and struck him in the wrist. Another pierced his left knee cap and another went into his right hip. Lor'themar crashed into the gnolls as Dar'khan gave a scream of rage and pain. Lor'themar looked up to see that his knife had stuck dead in Dar'khan's right eye. The Undead high elf pulled the knife out of his eye socket seething with rage.
"DIE!" Dar'khan roared before he blasted Lor'themar with a shadow bolt sending him flying across the room and into the far wall. Before Lor'themar could do anything another shadow bolt blasted him through the wall and into the next room where he crashed into a cubical. He crawled for another desk trying to find cover as Dar'khan stormed into the room.
"COME OUT THERON!" He roared. "DEATH COMES FOR YOU!"
RToM
Meanwhile back in the serve chamber the Odin tipped over as Deathwing crashed into it. The Black Aspect roared in raged clawing open the cockpit. As soon as he had it opened it however two slugs slammed into his eye. Raynor fired off two more slugs from his pistol into Deathwing's face and then swung the Odin's left arm into the Dragon's face. Deathwing was thrown off of the giant mecha and Raynor began to scramble out of the cockpit.
"Who in the hell designed this damn thing so it couldn't push itself back up if it got knocked over on its back?" He wondered a loud.
Deathwing recovered from the eye shoting and roared in utter rage.
"YOU CANNOT RUN JAMES RAYNOR!" He proclaimed. "I SMELL YOUR FEAR!"
"HEROIC LEAP!"
Deathwing whirled his head about just in time for Varian Wrynn to crash into him and plunge his sword into his face!
"YOU!" Deathwing roared furious.
Before he could counter a rain of frozen ice shards rained down on him and a pair of arrows struck him in the neck. Jaina and Tyrande were DPSing from range while Varian tanked.
"For Khaz Modan!" Magni proclaimed joining the attack on Deathwing swinging his axe and hammer.
"FOOLISH FOOLS!" Deathwing roared "YOU CANNOT HOPE TO DEFEAT..."
Then he paused and frowned.
"Where's Velen?" He asked.
"We left him in the hall way and told him to keep watch," Varian replied.
"Probably for the best," Deathwing said with a nod of understanding. "Lord knows what I might catch if I ate him."
There was a silence.
"So keep fighting?" Varian said raising his sword again.
"Sure," Deathwing replied with a shrug before attacking again.
Ranger24: And that's the chapter folks! Three chapter remain in this epic pile of spelling and grammar mistakes. Shall Lor'themar survive his battle with Dar'khan Darthir? What of Kael'thas and Hogger? Does the Alliance stand a chance against Deathwing without a healer? Find out the answers to all of these questions and more! Next time on ROAD TRIP OF MADNESS! READ AND REVIEW!