First off, I don't own any Warcraft, more specifically Warcraft III since it is almost a COMPLETELY different game. (I do want a Illidan action figure though, normal, or Frozen throne verson, dosent matter)
This story is supposed to be what life is like as a footman, includes talking with other footman, abuse by the Knights, and reckless suicide missions to damage the enemy at the sure cost of a footmans life. Plus arrogant heros.
"Yawn" muttered the footman. "My name is Bob" the footman said so that the author, and the reader don't get him confused with the other footmen, cause in reality, he dosent have a name.
"Hey footman, what are we doing?" said Bob to a footman. "Well, for now we are just standing here" said the footman, "I guess we are going to go into battle soon".
"HEY FOOTMEN!" shouted the Archmage that strode up confidentally, "Come on, we are going to take out some creeps." "Why are they called creeps?" said Bob. "Insolent footman" muttered the Archmage, suppressing the urge to polymorph Bob.
a/n: yes, I know the Archmage cant polymorph, but hey, it's the ARCH mage, im sure that somewhere he learned how, just prefers to summon water elementals and so on.
"There they are" said the Archmage, "They are fairly tough, might be dangerous". "You mean dangerous for US, not for YOU" muttered the footman, shortly before being polymorphed. "What?" said the Archmage, "I was just DISGUISING him, so he can sneak up on the creeps unnoticed" said the Archmage, as he issued off the newly sheepified footman.
"ouch" said Bob, "that had to hurt". "Darn, I was sure the sheep thing would work" said the Archmage, "Lets try it again, he probably just didn't act sheepish enough" he said, as all the footmen began running away. "HEY, THE BASE IS THE OTHER WAY!" shouted the Archmage.
They ran straight into the creep camp, and being driven by so much fear (of becoming sheep) they hacked the creeps to shreds as they ran by at top speed. Shortly after, "HEY you FOOTMEN!" said a Knight, "pathetic, running from an archmage, just cause your afraid of some lil ol creeps that might BITE you" the Knight said as he smacked Bob on the head. In fact, he hit Bob so hard that Bob woke up 5 hours later, after the battle was over.
"Hey Bob, we are moving out, the scourge are trying to summon some big demon lord, gonna destroy the world and all, and they need little people to run in and get killed, so we are all going." Said another footman. "Ok, whatever" replied Bob