WARCRAFT IV -- CHAPTER 3 - Reign of the Damned 1 (Undead Campaign)

by Suedomsael

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Warcraft or any of its lore characters and settings. My own fanfiction stories for WARCRAFT 4. I first wrote my Warcraft fanfictions the year 2015. I rewrote it all up to update my writings. STRUCTURE: My stories are NOT written in a typical novel form of writing. The way I wrote my stories is like how a Warcraft RTS game (NOT WoW) is played, only in words.

3. The New Rulers

Meanwhile, at the ruined Capital City of Lordaeron, Varimathras approaches Sylvanas and speaks with her regarding a dire news. Upon hearing about the recent attack of the Scourge in Hearthglen, the Dreadlord reports to the Dark Ranger of the new war that is upon them. The two leaders of the Forsaken begin to discuss their defense against the Scourge army that have now begun its offensive move. They also made their plan of retaliating against the Scourge and wiping out all of their forces in the entire ruined lands of Lordaeron and even in the fallen elven kingdom of Quel'thalas as well.

Varimathras: "Lady Sylvanas, I bring you grave news. Our foes had already begun to move against us. It has come to my attention that the Scourge have recently assaulted Hearthglen. It appears that we have lost control over that region. I am certain that they will attack our other holdouts as well."

Sylvanas: "So it has finally began. I knew this day would come. We must tighten our defenses and prepare our warriors for war! We fought hard to gain our place, and our freedom from the Scourge! I will not let them take everything we fought for! This city and the Plaguelands is ours, dreadlord!"

Varithmathras: "Then we must act quick! Surely, they will soon launch another attack against us!"

Sylvanas: "And so we shall! Kel'Thuzad and his armies are closing in on us from the far east. They maintain their hold over the ruined city of Stratholme and my ruined homeland of Quel'thalas. The Scourge surely try to attack our stronghold in Vandermar next, Varimathras, the town that we have taken from your brother, Detheroc. I want you to head in there, and watch over the defenses of our stronghold in Vandermar, Varimathras. The Scourge must not be able to advance here in this city!"

Varithmathras: "As you wish, milady. I will be in charge of overseeing the defenses of Vandermar. We shall make sure that we maintain our hold over the entire Plaguelands and of this Capital City."

Sylvanas: "See it done, Varimathras! The Scourge will make a mistake if they try to take Lordaeron from us. They no longer have power over this land nor to any of us! We are the Forsaken! We are no longer part of the Scourge! We are no longer slaves to the Lich King! I already once fell against Arthas and the Scourge, and it will not happen again! As for Kel'Thuzad and the rest of his lackeys, they will meet their end by my own hands! Kel'Thuzad cost me the chance of killing Arthas in the Tirisfal Glades, and I will make sure he pays for it! And then in time, we shall also take the city of Stratholme from the Scourge as well as my home of Quel'thalas. They shall not stop the Forsaken!"

Varimathras channeled a magical shimmering portal and made his way directly to their stronghold in Vandermar Village. Leaving Sylvanas in the Capital City, the Dark Ranger begins to strengthen up the defenses of her fortress in the city. With the upcoming new war against the Scourge at hand, Sylvanas and her Forsaken army prepare themselves to fight their undead kind once more in a cold contest of dominance and control over the northern lands of Lordaeron. A new undead civil war is starting on the Plaguelands with the rebellious Forsaken facing the loyal minions of the Lich King.