Chapter four
The Marsh
After receiving the call to come to Dalaran for a mission, Marsh had quickly finished with his work within Ice crown and had headed for the floating city of Dalaran. When he was finally within range to see the city, he quickly found himself in awe of the sheer power it had, and still was taking to keep it afloat. Having been a student of the Arcane once himself, he knew it was an astonishing show of power; it also served to show just what the Kirin Tor could achieve.
Upon landing on Krasus' landing Marsh' dismount and ordered his steed to await him upon his return. Looking around, he saw people staring at him and giving him side glances. Ah, he thought, the faces.
Being away in the wild for so long Marsh' had forgotten the looks a Death knight's presence earned. He still remembered his death. Being one of the first explorers of Northend, Marsh' had come upon a group of cultists. Quick to kill the fiends he was unaware that they were servants to a powerful death knight. After killing the cultist's the death knight came upon Marsh, but before Marsh was able to react the very cultists he had just slain rose once more and impaired his movements as the death knight impaled him upon his rune blade.
After being the Lich kings puppet, Marsh was freed from the nightmare by the Ebon blade. Having been assigned to the Shadow vault, Marsh was freed when the Ebon blade had infiltrated the place and broken the lich kings hold upon it.
Marsh was shaken from his memories by someone calling his name. Looking around he saw Klash, a shaman. Marsh' could not help but take a liking to. It was not his good nature, but his merciless attitude to his enemies. Klash would call upon the elements to annihilate his foes with the sheer force of the elements. He had informed Marsh once that the scourge was an affront to nature and that he would not rest until it was wiped from the world forever. I'll impressed with the youths determination, he couldn't help wonder if Klash included all undead in his statement.
'So you finally made it.' Klash called with a sly grin on his face.
'I came as fast as time allowed.' Marsh shot back. 'What is going on?'
'Not sure.' Klash told him. 'A letter was left for us. I was in the city and sent out the call. The others are waiting. Come on.'
Marsh' ran after Klash, displeased as he watched the energetic shaman change into a wolf and run down the street.