1.1 For The Glory of the Heart
Introduction
Welcome to the Land of Azeroth. A beautiful land filled with forests, mountains, plains, castles, cities, towns, farms, oceans, rivers, and lakes. A land where Humans, Trolls, Elves, Gnomes, Orcs, Dragons, and many different unknown creatures reside. A place of magic and mystery. A place of life, death, war, hate, love, greed, hope, and peace. Welcome, to the world of WarCraft.
The ground shook violently as thousands upon thousands of men charged forward. The warcries of bloodthirsty soldiers filled the air as they headed toward the enemy knowing they could most certainly die. One of the last battles of the second war had begun. The proud Human army had assembled to do battle for their final victory before returning home. Across from this commotion was the larger and stronger looking Orcish horde. The huge green skinned savages were ready to massacre anyone that stood in their way. Their war drums exploded as the charge command was given. The final battle had started almost as immediately as the armies had met. The 2 colossal forces collided in a powerful roar and the sound of steel and iron clashing together along with the sounds of pain by the dying screams of fallen attackers.
An hour of time had passed but the battle was more intense than ever. This final victory was so important to both sides that not a single warrior was left out to watch. Everyone was in and felt the need to prove that their side was best. Just as the armies were beginning to tire out there was a glint in the sky. A huge fireball had flown across in broad daylight. The armies all stopped the dueling and look up at the wonder. After it landed more of these stones from the heavens began to appear. Many were littering the sky as the war torn men stood in awe. Just then there was an extremely large flash and the biggest of the rocks seen had appeared to be heading toward the crowd of bloody men. And then everything went black.
Introduction
Welcome to the Land of Azeroth. A beautiful land filled with forests, mountains, plains, castles, cities, towns, farms, oceans, rivers, and lakes. A land where Humans, Trolls, Elves, Gnomes, Orcs, Dragons, and many different unknown creatures reside. A place of magic and mystery. A place of life, death, war, hate, love, greed, hope, and peace. Welcome, to the world of WarCraft.
The ground shook violently as thousands upon thousands of men charged forward. The warcries of bloodthirsty soldiers filled the air as they headed toward the enemy knowing they could most certainly die. One of the last battles of the second war had begun. The proud Human army had assembled to do battle for their final victory before returning home. Across from this commotion was the larger and stronger looking Orcish horde. The huge green skinned savages were ready to massacre anyone that stood in their way. Their war drums exploded as the charge command was given. The final battle had started almost as immediately as the armies had met. The 2 colossal forces collided in a powerful roar and the sound of steel and iron clashing together along with the sounds of pain by the dying screams of fallen attackers.
An hour of time had passed but the battle was more intense than ever. This final victory was so important to both sides that not a single warrior was left out to watch. Everyone was in and felt the need to prove that their side was best. Just as the armies were beginning to tire out there was a glint in the sky. A huge fireball had flown across in broad daylight. The armies all stopped the dueling and look up at the wonder. After it landed more of these stones from the heavens began to appear. Many were littering the sky as the war torn men stood in awe. Just then there was an extremely large flash and the biggest of the rocks seen had appeared to be heading toward the crowd of bloody men. And then everything went black.