Chapter 7 - Judgement
Thirty years later, Mallet stood before Thrall. The Warchief had listened to his story without interruption. Indeed, no one in the audience chamber said anything. At last, Kheylez broke the silence.
"Well… Who won?"
Kurn reached out and smacked the back of Kheylez's head. "Idiot." He glanced apologetically at Thrall.
"In truth..." The human began. "I cannot recall the battle. It is a blur of pain and exhaustion. My wounds were mortal. If Tauphin had not been there, I would certainly have died on that mountainside.
"Afterwards, I returned to the camp with the flag and sword. The men thought I kept them as trophies of my victory, but I knew the truth. These items did not belong to me. I was merely their guardian until the time was right. Two years ago news reached me that the orcs had founded a city in Kalimdor. That was when the dreams began. I could hear his voice in the wind, see his face in the clouds, hear his laughter when I slept. And so I came, to discharge my oath."
Mallet strode forward and laid the weapon and the flag at the ground before Thrall's throne. The Warchief looked at them solemnly.
"Warchief." Kheylez strode forward. "About my request…"
Thrall grimaced at the stone guard. His nostrils flared with impatience. "What of it?"
"With your permission, great Warchief, I would like to escort this… valiant warrior… to the city gate. It would be a great honor to me, and it may avoid any… accidents."
Thrall looked into Kheylez's eyes and saw sincerity there. He nodded. "So be it." The lord of the clans then turned to face Mallet. "And what of you, paladin? Will you return to Altrec to continue waging war against my people?"
"No." Mallet replied. "I am done with war, and with fighting. I am going home, to see my family. And to hang up my hammer forever."
"Very well. I thank you for your troubles, and I wish you well on your journey home." Thrall turned to Drek'Thar.
"Did this blademaster leave behind any kin?"
"He did not, lord Thrall." The blind shaman answered.
"Very well. I will take custody of these artifacts. Until someone worthy of them rises from our ranks. Someone of strength, who understands the true meaning of honor."