*Thoughts*
"Speech"
[Spells]
'Sounds'
Disclaimer: I still don't own anything apart from some of descriptions, memories, lines, and Greh'tor with Mer'shorn and Kigami. The same goes for Yiriks, Megtern and Heth'nor Snakejaw. The rest is owned by Blizzard. Including Nazgrel and Drek'thar. And Elwyn, both the Town and the Forest. And shamed be ye that know not of Aedelas Blackmoore, even through he is of no real importance in the story... For now! I do own Erryl and the bandit twist for Blackmoore though.
Mr.Pessimisim: I know, and I will try to compensate for it soon.
Randh13th: Thank you once again, and now that I have some reviewers again, might as well update, huh?
REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW!
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Chapter Twelve: Oncoming Storm.
As the roosters announced morning, a handsome young man, with almost-elven blonde hair, his muscular structure hidden in simple peasant's cloth, made of wool, has slowly walked on the stone road towards the two-floor building of the town hall, which also included a large tower with the latest mechanical innovation - a Dwarven towerclock, as the people of Elwyn called it.
As the young man - and the member of the town council - has walked to the building, he had heard neighbors greet him - and that he returned - and then the villagers have switched to spreading rumors.
And the rumors were stranger then ever this time:
"Have you heard, that Blackmoore plans to free Erryl?!" "No, and why should he? He has the power as long as the ole' one-eye is in the prison..." "Bah! That's nothing! Did you hear that an army of green men is invading from Stranglethorn!" "The what? Anyway, them's lizardmen, and they came from the Swamp of Sorrow!" "No they didn't, you ninnyhammer! They are goblins, plain and simply, and they flew here on their airship things!" "They are in the league with Blackmoore!" "They are blue-skinned, and they are the jungle trolls from the south! I always told you that one day, they will go on a march to war one day!" "They are demons! Straight form the twisted neither, to search for the last of Tirisfal!" "The last of Tirisfal disappeared after they killed Sargeras the Demon Lord!" "This is insanity! The demons all died with that Sarhetar!"
And as the busy rumor exchange continued, the blonde warrior had only one thought.
*Could it be, that the curse has reached us as well?*
But no, the crops were fine, and the people only cursed each other kiddingly during the heated disputes.
*And what of their rumors? Could there indeed be an army of greenskins marching to Azeroth?*
No, he decided. Rumors as exciting as this were never right.
And then something in the trees has drew his attention. Some branches were moving and some of them even cracked. But he gave it no heed - end of August was always windy in Elwyn, and why should he be worried of some wind? But the wind that was now didn't seem enough to crack any branches. And then...
The sky above him was filled with two... or three massive boulders flying from the forest for one moment, and then his instincts demanded that he pulled himself back, and he begun to run, then heard a deafening thunderous noise, and stopped to look back, while covering his ears. One boulder now crumbled on the ground. The other two have hit the town hall. One has broken the towerclock; other has broken a window while it's second half has fallen down, barricading the door. The few town council members that survived were forced to jump out of the windows, some with important documents, some with bags full of weapons, as they realized the possibility of a battle. The citizens have hid in their houses. Silence has lasted for a few moments, enabling Cedric (and that indeed was him) to think.
*The rumors must have spoken truth!*
Then came a ferocious war cry, like a roar of a roused bear. And then the trees that were visible between the houses begun to fall, revealing a mass of greenskins. Their structure was muscular, and Cedric, despite the distance, could have sworn that he noticed blood-red eyes burning in flames. Behind the monsters was a carefully cut path.
*The rumors are the truth! But how come did rangers not notice it?*
Finally, Cedric spoke - "Men of Elwyn! We will make our stand!"
"Aye!" - Replied a black-bearded man-one of the council members - "we have brought out some of the weapons when we jumped out."
And some of the citizens began to come out. Wardens came out first swords unsheathed, and in the same woolen clothings. Cedric unsheathed his sword as well, and raised it up. The greenskins begun their charge from the woods, and Cedric has noticed that some of them bore loincloth, while the others were in full armor of iron and steel, and that few of them also had dark green skin, and bore strange black armor. They were armed with warhammers and axes, while dark-green ones had some strange long blades - all that lead to the conclusion that the dark- green ones were the leaders of these monsters. The people of Elwyn rushed to the bags with weapons and armor, and rushed back to their houses to dress themselves into the iron ring-armor and say their goodbye to their loved ones. Only then, Cedric thought:
*We let out guard down... But why is Elwyn the first to be attacked? It is of no importance...*
And then he remembered the eyes of the monsters... And of what he had once learned...
*It was the closest, and they only live to kill, to sink the world in blood... They are forever insane. But we will make our stand here, nevertheless!*
The people begun to come out, no in ring armor, and with axes, swords, bows, daggers, maces and shields. This was no army, but it was the best Elwyn had to offer.
"People of Elwyn!" - One of the members of the town council has yelled out from behind - "We make our stand now! They will only pillage Elwyn behind our dead bodies!"
And the people have cheered to this. Some of them, with a warden, were ordered to run to the wooden wall on the other side, in case that the other beasts will come from behind as well. Cedric now eyed the oncoming beasts again, and prepared with his mighty sword for the coming battle. The citizens have drawn out their weapons; the first battle of the war has begun...
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Unbeknownst to the brave defenders of Elwyn, another group of green-skins known as Orcs has advanced upon them from the west. They rode the white wolves of the north that however weren't getting used to the local temperature, which was indeed forever unstable. As they forward and forward, the saw many peculiar creatures and plants. But their mission was above their curiosity, so the green-skins rode on and on to search for any sign of sentient life to help them in their struggle.
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And a warning to Warcraft purists: the storyline is about to change greatly, and to go on a different path from the real Warcraft storyline.
And don't worry, your huge battle is coming in the next chapter!
REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW!
I WILL NOT POST THE NEXT CHAPTER UNTIL SOMEONE REVIEWS.
Disclaimer: I still don't own anything apart from some of descriptions, memories, lines, and Greh'tor with Mer'shorn and Kigami. The same goes for Yiriks, Megtern and Heth'nor Snakejaw. The rest is owned by Blizzard. Including Nazgrel and Drek'thar. And Elwyn, both the Town and the Forest. And shamed be ye that know not of Aedelas Blackmoore, even through he is of no real importance in the story... For now! I do own Erryl and the bandit twist for Blackmoore though.
Mr.Pessimisim: I know, and I will try to compensate for it soon.
Randh13th: Thank you once again, and now that I have some reviewers again, might as well update, huh?
REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW!
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Chapter Twelve: Oncoming Storm.
As the roosters announced morning, a handsome young man, with almost-elven blonde hair, his muscular structure hidden in simple peasant's cloth, made of wool, has slowly walked on the stone road towards the two-floor building of the town hall, which also included a large tower with the latest mechanical innovation - a Dwarven towerclock, as the people of Elwyn called it.
As the young man - and the member of the town council - has walked to the building, he had heard neighbors greet him - and that he returned - and then the villagers have switched to spreading rumors.
And the rumors were stranger then ever this time:
"Have you heard, that Blackmoore plans to free Erryl?!" "No, and why should he? He has the power as long as the ole' one-eye is in the prison..." "Bah! That's nothing! Did you hear that an army of green men is invading from Stranglethorn!" "The what? Anyway, them's lizardmen, and they came from the Swamp of Sorrow!" "No they didn't, you ninnyhammer! They are goblins, plain and simply, and they flew here on their airship things!" "They are in the league with Blackmoore!" "They are blue-skinned, and they are the jungle trolls from the south! I always told you that one day, they will go on a march to war one day!" "They are demons! Straight form the twisted neither, to search for the last of Tirisfal!" "The last of Tirisfal disappeared after they killed Sargeras the Demon Lord!" "This is insanity! The demons all died with that Sarhetar!"
And as the busy rumor exchange continued, the blonde warrior had only one thought.
*Could it be, that the curse has reached us as well?*
But no, the crops were fine, and the people only cursed each other kiddingly during the heated disputes.
*And what of their rumors? Could there indeed be an army of greenskins marching to Azeroth?*
No, he decided. Rumors as exciting as this were never right.
And then something in the trees has drew his attention. Some branches were moving and some of them even cracked. But he gave it no heed - end of August was always windy in Elwyn, and why should he be worried of some wind? But the wind that was now didn't seem enough to crack any branches. And then...
The sky above him was filled with two... or three massive boulders flying from the forest for one moment, and then his instincts demanded that he pulled himself back, and he begun to run, then heard a deafening thunderous noise, and stopped to look back, while covering his ears. One boulder now crumbled on the ground. The other two have hit the town hall. One has broken the towerclock; other has broken a window while it's second half has fallen down, barricading the door. The few town council members that survived were forced to jump out of the windows, some with important documents, some with bags full of weapons, as they realized the possibility of a battle. The citizens have hid in their houses. Silence has lasted for a few moments, enabling Cedric (and that indeed was him) to think.
*The rumors must have spoken truth!*
Then came a ferocious war cry, like a roar of a roused bear. And then the trees that were visible between the houses begun to fall, revealing a mass of greenskins. Their structure was muscular, and Cedric, despite the distance, could have sworn that he noticed blood-red eyes burning in flames. Behind the monsters was a carefully cut path.
*The rumors are the truth! But how come did rangers not notice it?*
Finally, Cedric spoke - "Men of Elwyn! We will make our stand!"
"Aye!" - Replied a black-bearded man-one of the council members - "we have brought out some of the weapons when we jumped out."
And some of the citizens began to come out. Wardens came out first swords unsheathed, and in the same woolen clothings. Cedric unsheathed his sword as well, and raised it up. The greenskins begun their charge from the woods, and Cedric has noticed that some of them bore loincloth, while the others were in full armor of iron and steel, and that few of them also had dark green skin, and bore strange black armor. They were armed with warhammers and axes, while dark-green ones had some strange long blades - all that lead to the conclusion that the dark- green ones were the leaders of these monsters. The people of Elwyn rushed to the bags with weapons and armor, and rushed back to their houses to dress themselves into the iron ring-armor and say their goodbye to their loved ones. Only then, Cedric thought:
*We let out guard down... But why is Elwyn the first to be attacked? It is of no importance...*
And then he remembered the eyes of the monsters... And of what he had once learned...
*It was the closest, and they only live to kill, to sink the world in blood... They are forever insane. But we will make our stand here, nevertheless!*
The people begun to come out, no in ring armor, and with axes, swords, bows, daggers, maces and shields. This was no army, but it was the best Elwyn had to offer.
"People of Elwyn!" - One of the members of the town council has yelled out from behind - "We make our stand now! They will only pillage Elwyn behind our dead bodies!"
And the people have cheered to this. Some of them, with a warden, were ordered to run to the wooden wall on the other side, in case that the other beasts will come from behind as well. Cedric now eyed the oncoming beasts again, and prepared with his mighty sword for the coming battle. The citizens have drawn out their weapons; the first battle of the war has begun...
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Unbeknownst to the brave defenders of Elwyn, another group of green-skins known as Orcs has advanced upon them from the west. They rode the white wolves of the north that however weren't getting used to the local temperature, which was indeed forever unstable. As they forward and forward, the saw many peculiar creatures and plants. But their mission was above their curiosity, so the green-skins rode on and on to search for any sign of sentient life to help them in their struggle.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
And a warning to Warcraft purists: the storyline is about to change greatly, and to go on a different path from the real Warcraft storyline.
And don't worry, your huge battle is coming in the next chapter!
REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW!
I WILL NOT POST THE NEXT CHAPTER UNTIL SOMEONE REVIEWS.
