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Begin Scourge Campaign.
Chapter One: King Arthas
-At the capital city of Lordaeron, the Dreadlord who were under Archimonde's
command discuss their plans for the Scourge.-
Detheroc: It's been months since we last heard from Lord Archimonde. I grow
tired of watching over these rotting undead! What are we still doing here?
Balnazzar: We were charged with overseeing this land, Detheroc. It is our duty
to remain here and ensure that the Scourge is ready for action.
Varimathras: True. Though, we should have received some kind of orders by now.
Kel'Thuzad and Sylvanas Windrunner, now Dark Archer, watch from a hill nearby.
Sylvanas: The Legion was defeated months ago. How could they not know?
Kel'Thuzad: Impossible to say. But the longer they remain in command, the more
they run the Scourge into the ground.
-A gate nearby starts to collapse.-
Sylvanas: What? Who could possibly...
-Arthas breaks in and approaches the trio of dreadlords.-
Arthas: Greetings, dreadlords. I should thank you for looking after my kingdom
during my absence. However, I won't be requiring your services any longer.
Varimathras: Prince Arthas!
Balnazzar: This land is ours. The Scourge belongs to the Legion!
Arthas: Not anymore, demon. Your masters have been defeated. The Legion is
undone. Your deaths will complete the circle.
Detheroc: This isn't over, human.
-The dreadlords leave, Arthas' friends come down from the hill to greet him.-
Kel'Thuzad: We knew you would return to us, Prince Arthas.
Arthas: I have returned, lich, but you will now address me as King. This is,
after all, my land. Now we must secure the kingdom by scouring the last
remnants of humanity from it!
Kel'Thuzad: But, my king, the humans have begun to abandon their villages.
They're feeling to the canyon passes! If they escape into the mountains, it
will be impossible to hunt them all down.
Arthas: Then we must slaughter them before they escape! Their deaths will be a
fitting tribute to Ner'zhul!
-Before long, Arthas runs into some of Uther's Paladins. They're a bit ticked
off about things, but that doesn't stop Arthas from slaughtering them all.
Eventually, he reaches a set of woods where one of the furthest villages is,
suddenly, an awful pain comes over him.-
Arthas: Aarrghh... The pain is unbearable. What is happening to me?
-Arthas is sent a vision of the Lich King, trapped inside his prison at Ice
Crown.-
The Lich King: Danger draws near! Power is fading. Time is running out!
Kel'Thuzad: King Arthas, do you need assistance?
Arthas: No. The pain has passed, but my powers are diminished. Something is
terribly wrong here.
Kel'Thuzad: Shall we recall our forces?
Arthas: No, I will finish the hunt. We'll solve this mystery once our business
is done.
-Arthas finishing quelling all of the human villages and villagers.-
Arthas: At last, the Alliance is finished! Once we round up the last
stragglers, we should be--
-The pain comes over him again.-
Arthas: Aarrghh... Not again!
The Lich King: It is I, the Lich King. Danger draws near the Frozen Throne!
You must return to Northrend immediately! Obey!
Kel'Thuzad: My king, you are not well.
Arthas: Take me back to the capital. I have a long journey ahead of me.
Interlude: A Kingdom Divided
-Sylvanas has snuck off in the middle of the night to meet with the three
dreadlords who had been controlling the Scourge in these parts.-
Balnazzar: Lady Sylvanas. We are pleased that you came.
Sylvanas: How could I not? For some reason I no longer hear the Lich King's
voice in my head. My will is mine once again. You dreadlords seem to know
why.
Varimathras: We've discovered that the Lich King is losing his power! As it
wanes, so too does his ability to command undead such as you.
Sylvanas: And what of King Arthas? What about his powers?
Balnazzar: Though his runeblade, Frostmourne, carries powerful enchantments,
Arthas' own powers will fade in time, it is inevitable.
Sylvanas: You seek to overthrow him, and you want my help to do it.
Detheroc: The Legion may be defeated, but we are the Nathrezim! We'll not let
some upstart human get the best of us! Arthas must fall!
Balnazzar: The lich, Kel Thuzad, is far too loyal to betray his master. But
you on the other hand...
Sylvanas: Hate him. I have my own reasons for seeking vengeance. Arthas
murdered my people and turn me into this... monstrosity. I may take part in
your blood coup, but I will do so in my own way.
-Sylvanas runs off.-
Balnazzar: I, for one, do not trust her. Her heart is still elven. She will
never side with us.
Varimathras: Don't be too hasty. She has great spirit, but her hatred for
Arthas will ultimately serve our cause.
Detheroc: Agreed. Well, if that's settled, let the festivities commence.
Chapter Two: The Flight from Lordaeron
-On the palace grounds, Arthas and Kel'Thuzad make their way to the harbor, so
that Arthas can obey the Lich King's command and go to Northrend.-
Kel'Thuzad: So the seizures have been getting worse?
Arthas: Yes. With my powers drained, I can barely command my own warriors.
The Lich King warned me that if I didn't reach Northrend soon, all could be
lost.
Kel'Thuzad: Fear not, my king. Everything has been prepared for your
departure, The ships are waiting at the coast and--
-Arthas walks through a gate. It slams behind him. In front of him are the
three dreadlords and several undead. Arthas is trapped.-
Detheroc: There's been a change of plans, King Arthas. You're not going
anywhere.
Kel'Thuzad: Assassins! It's a trap!
-Several ghouls rush Arthas, though he shows no hesitation in combating them
all. While weakened, he's still more than a match for them.-
Balnazzar: You should never have returned, human. Weakened as you are, we have
assumed control over the majority of your warriors. It seems your reign was
short lived.
Kel'Thuzad: There are too many of them, my king! Flee, escape from the city.
I'll find my own way out and meet you in the wilderness.
Arthas: All right, lich. Good luck.
-Arthas fights his way through the town, even in his weakened state. Some of
the undead in the area are still loyal to him, but for the most part, they are
against him. Eventually, he exits the city and is blocked by a mere four
abominations. Unfortunately, he has only two necromancers to combat them with.-
Arthas: We have no time for this! We must find our way out quickly!
-Two banshees come in. They each possess one abomination, causing the four
abominations to beat each other to death.-
Arthas: You have my thanks, ladies. But where is your mistress? Where is
Sylvanas?
Banshee: She sent us to find you, great king. We've come to escort you across
the river. Once we cross it, we'll take refuge in the wilderness.
Interlude: Sylvanas' Farewell
-A few minutes later, as Arthas and the banshees go through the woods, they find
a place to rest.-
Banshee: This is the place, sisters. We'll rest here, great king.
Arthas: Why here? We've got to find Kel'Thuzad before we-- Aarrghh!
Arthas is hit by another degenerating attack, the Lich King again speaks to
him.
The Lich King: You have been deceived! Come to my side at once! Obey!
-By the time Arthas realizes what's going on, the Banshees have killed all of
his troops.-
Arthas: What is happening here?
-He gets hit by an arrow.-
Arthas: Sylvanas!
Sylvanas: You walked right into this one, Arthas. It's time to even the
scales.
Arthas: Traitor! What have you done to me?
Sylvanas: It's a special poisoned arrow I made just for you. The paralysis
you're experiencing now is but a fraction of the agony you've caused me.
Arthas: Finish me, then.
Sylvanas: A quick death... like the one you gave me? No. You're going to
suffer as I did. Thanks to my arrow, you can't even run. Give my regards to
hell, you son of a bitch.
-Just then, Kel'Thuzad and a few skeletal mages appear.-
Kel'Thuzad: Back, you mindless ones! You shall not fall today, my king.
Kel'Thuzad's forces defeat the banshees. Sylvanas heads in retreat.
Sylvanas: This isn't over, Arthas! I'll never stop hunting you!
-Arthas and Kel'Thuzad finish the trip to the harbor.-
Kel'Thuzad: The effects of her arrow will wear off in time. All the
preparations for your journey to Northrend have been made.
Arthas: You have been a loyal friend, Kel'Thuzad. I don't know what the future
holds, or if I'll even return, but I want you to watch over this land. See to
it that my legacy endures.
Kel'Thuzad: I shall, King Arthas, I shall.
Chapter Three: The Dark Lady
-Two days later, Sylvanas puts her new freedom to better use.-
Banshee: You seem troubled, mistress.
Sylvanas: Aren't you, sister? Only days ago we were the Lich King's slaves.
We existed only to slaughter in his name. And now we are... free.
Banshee: I don't understand, mistress. I thought you'd be overjoyed.
Sylvanas: What joy is there in this curse? We are still undead, sister; still
monstrosities. What are we if not slaves to this torment?
-A portal opens in Sylvanas' base, and Varimathras appears.-
Varimathras: Greetings, Lady Sylvanas. My brothers and I appreciate the role
you played in overthrowing Arthas. I've come to offer you a formal invitation
to join our new order.
Sylvanas: Varimathras. My only interest was in seeing Arthas dead. I have no
time for your petty politics or power mongering.
Varimathras: Careful, milady. It would be unwise to incur our wrath. We are
the future of these... Plaguelands. You can either join us and rule or be cast
aside.
Sylvanas: I lived as a slave long enough, dreadlord. I won't relinquish my
freedom by shackling myself to you fools!
Varimathras: So be it. Our reply will come soon.
-Varimathras enters the portal he came from and disappears. Sylvanas knows this
means she has mere moments to prepare for his attack, and she does. Before
long she's beating down the walls of the dreadlords base. Eventually, he is
pinned between her and her banshees.-
Sylvanas: Any final words, demon?
Varimathras: Sylvanas, spare my life. I beg you! I can be of service... I
swear it!
Sylvanas: Just like a demon. You'd sell your brethren out just to save your
own skin. I'm listening.
Varimathras: I know what my brothers' plans are. I know where their forces are
based. Just let me serve you, and I'll help you defeat them!
Sylvanas: All right, Varimathras. I'll let you prove your loyalty to me. But
be warned, I'm keeping you on a short leash.
Chapter Four: The Return to Northrend
-After three weeks of sailing, Arthas' fleet arrives on the ice shores of
Northrend.-
Arthas: Northrend. If feels like a lifetime since I was last here. Something
out there is threatening the Lich King. We must reach Icecrown quickly.
Necromancer: My king, we'll need to establish a base here first, but this
island is nearly devoid of resources.
-Some elven dragon hawks fly over.-
Arthas: What the... They look like high elves! What are they doing here?
Blood Elf: Prince Arthas, we are the blood elves! We have sworn to avenge the
ghosts of Quel'Thalas. This dead land... will be cleansed!
Arthas: Northrend belongs to the Scourge, elf! You made a terrible mistake by
coming here. Slay them!
-Nearby, several crypt fiends pop out of the ground. They are led by a much
larger spider, Anub'arak.-
Anub'arak: Onward for the Scourge! Slay them in Ner'zhul's name!
Arthas: Who the...?
-Anub'arak's fiends quickly web the spiders to the earth and the undead pummel
them.-
Arthas: Thanks for the assistance, mighty one.
Anub'arak: The Lich King sent me to aid you, death knight. I am Anub'arak,
ancient king of the Azjol-Nerub.
Arthas: I welcome your aid, Anub'arak, but we have little time for
pleasantries. We must reach Icecrown immediately!
-Arthas destorys a nearby blood elf base, allowing his undead forces access to
resources. Arthas and Anub'arak take this down time to chat.-
Arthas: These elves are pathetic. It's no wonder we destroyed their homeland
so easily.
-Prince Kael teleports in.-
Kael'thas: Pity I wasn't there to stop you. It's been a long time, Arthas.
Arthas: Prince Kael'thas. I haven't seen you since... You lead these elves?
Kael'thas: This group, at least. What you faced here was merely a scouting
force. Defeating Lord Illidan's army will be far more difficult.
Arthas: Illidan? He's behind this invasion?
Kael'thas: He is. Our forces are vast, Arthas. Even now, they march upon the
Icecrown Glacier. You'll never make it in time to save your precious Lich
King. Consider this payment for Quel'Thalas... and other insults.
-Kael teleports out. Now, if you have read between the lines in Reign of Chaos
and this scene, you will take note that Kael and Jaina were apparently in a
thing, but Arthas' boyish charm won her over. Suddenly, another agonizing pain
comes over Arthas.-
The Lich King: Make haste! My enemies draw near! Our time is almost spent!
Anub'arak: Are you well, death knight?
Arthas: My powers are weakening, but I'll be all right. He's right. We'll
never reach the glacier in time!
Anub'arak: There is another route we might take, death knight. The ancient,
shattered kingdom of Azjol-Nerub lies deep below us. Though it has fallen on
dark times, it could provide us a direct shortcut to the glacier.
Arthas: We have little choice. Lead on, Anub'arak.
-Arthas and Anub'arak plow through several of Illidan's forces on their way to
the tunnel entrances. Once there, they defeat several drake-like enemies
guarding it.-
Arthas: You're certain we can reach the glacier through these tunnels?
Anub'arak: Nothing is certain, death knight. The ruins will be perilous, but
it's worth the risk.
Arthas: All right. Let's go.
Chapter Five: Dreadlord's Fall
-Back in the Plaguelands, Sylvanas prepares her next offensive against the
remaining dreadlords.-
Sylvanas: You've done well, Varimathras. You've led us straight to Detheroc's
stronghold. But tell me, who are those humans?
Varimathras: Detheroc used his telepathy to enslave a top-ranking human
warlord. I believe his name was Garabon or Gilithos, or something. Human
names all sound the same to me. Instead of stamping it out, Detheroc has taken
control of the last pocket of human resistance. They maintain their own army
within the keep.
Sylvanas: Your brother is more clever than I thought. His defenses are
considerable.
Varimathras: Yes, and with this paltry force you've mustered, a direct assault
on his walls would be suicide!
Sylvanas: I have no intention of assaulting the walls.
Varimathras: Then let's go before he---
Sylvanas: My banshees will possess those hapless humans. We'll use them to
open the gates for us.
Varimathras: You realize we'll have only a short amount of time before he
discovers what we're up to?
Sylvanas: Of course. If we strike quickly enough, Detheroc will never know
what hit him.
-Moments later, as some footman patrol, they run into Sylvanas' banshees.-
Footman: To arms!
-They possess the footman.-
Banshee: Whom do you serve, human?
Footman: The Dark Lady. I am hers to command.
-The footmen return to the bastion held by Detheroc.-
Necromancer: The patrol has returned! Open the gates!
-The gates open. Nearby, Sylvanas waits.-
Sylvanas: Ready yourselves. The moment is upon us! Now, my warriors...
strike!
-For about several minutes, Detheroc's troops will remain asleep unless.
This gives Sylvanas enough time to level one of the two bases before facing
resistance. She makes the most of the opportunity. Before long, she's freed
Garithos from the telepathic spell which controlled him and slain Detheroc.-
Garithos: The spell has been lifted. Is the nightmare finally over?
Sylvanas: Stand down, humans. I have no quarrel with you.
Garithos: What is it you want, elf witch?
Sylvanas: We have a common enemy. The last dreadlord, Balnazzar, currently
controls the capital city of your kingdom. If you help me kill him, I'll see
to it that you get your lands back.
Garithos: Why should we trust you? You're part of the Scourge that drove us
out in the first place!
Sylvanas: Not anymore. My only interest here is vengeance.
Garithos: Very well. I'll rally what's left of my forces and meet you outside
the gates.
Garithos exits.
Varimathras: Come now, you have no intention of giving them their lands back.
Sylvanas: Of course not. The humans are simply a means to an end.
Varimathras: You sound more like one of us with every passing day, my lady.
Sylvanas: Watch it, dreadlord.
Chapter Six: A New Power in Lordaeron
-The next day, outside the capital city, Sylvanas prepares her attack.-
Varimathras: The capital city is heavily defended. Balnazzar is no fool, my
lady. This battle can be won only through attrition.
Garithos: What's the matter, demon? Are you afraid?
Varimathras: Watch your tongue, human dog. Your hollow bravado does not
impress...
Sylvanas: Stand down, gentlemen! Save your anger for Balnazzar. Garithos,
I'll lead my forces in a frontal assault while you attack the city from the
rear.
Garithos: An aggressive ploy, milady. So long as we get our capital back, I'll
stick to whatever strategy you wish.
Sylvanas: Give the order. Let the attack commence.
-It does not take Sylvanas long to reach the heart of Balnazzar's forces. She's
eager to take claim of the capital city.-
Sylvanas: Let's see, I've made one of your brothers my servant, and tore the
other to bloody shreds. I wonder what your fate holds, Balnazzar?
-Before long, she has knocked down the entire base, leaving Balnazzar all alone.-
Sylvanas: It's over, Balnazzar. Varimathras?
Varimathras: Yes, my lady?
Sylvanas: Kill him.
Varimathras: But I... It is forbidden for one of the Nathrezim to kill another.
My defection was one thing, but this...
Sylvanas: I require one last test of your loyalty, dreadlord. Do it.
Balnazzar: You wouldn't dare!
-Varimathras kills Balnazzar.-
Garithos: There, your business is done. Now, I want you wretched animals out
of my city before I...
Sylvanas: Kill him, too.
Varimathras: Gladly.
Varimathras casts rain of fire on Garithos, killing him. Some ghouls eat the
corpse.
Sylvanas: The capital city is ours, but we are no longer part of the Scourge.
From here on out, we shall be known as the Forsaken. We will find our own path
in this world, dreadlord... and slaughter anyone who stands in our way.
Chapter Seven
-This chapter is split into three parts. I'm not really sure why, probably
because the map would have been huge if it were all one level. Oh well, the
story through this chapter is rather contiguous-
Part One: Into the Shadow Web Caverns
-Arthas and Anub'arak have been walking for quite some time to reach the caves
Anub'arak spoke of.-
Arthas: We've been walking for hours. We've got to quicken our pace. The Lich
King is defenseless without us.
Anub'arak: I left many of my warriors at Icecrown before I came to find you,
death knight. They will hold the line for as long as they are able.
Arthas: Tell me, where are all your people? Shouldn't there be nerubians
around here... undead or otherwise?
Anub'arak: I've been wondering about that myself. Something must have driven
them all off.
Dwarf: We did, ye rotting bastards! We been watching ye all along!
Arthas: Muradin's dwarves! Impossible... Doesn't anyone stay dead anymore?
Dwarf: We've been wandering this forsaken land ever since you killed Muradin
and left us to rot, Arthas. Our leader, Baelgun, led us into the ruined city
to survive. But there's no way we're letting you in!
Arthas: We have no time for these games! Sapphiron, attack!
-A giant frost wyrm flies over Arthas and knocks down the gate protected by the
dwarves. Two of them manage to escape, but the third is frozen to shards.-
Arthas: Well done, mighty Sapphiron. I wish we could take you with us, but the
confines of the dark earth are no place for you.
Anub'arak: The Lich King's time is running short... we must hurry.
-Baelgun and his men have set numerous traps and secret passages up in the
tunnels Arthas and Anub'arak enter. Because of this, the dwarves are able to
hold off for quite a while. Many Nerubian spiders also attack Arthas, which
puzzles him. Anub'arak explains there was a great war between the two spider
races. Despite these troubles, Arthas eventually reaches the end of long
cavern.-
Baelgun: I remember you, evil prince. You're the one that killed poor Muradin!
Arthas: Get over it already.
Baelgun: I won't let ye through this door, traitor. The recent quakes have
awakened dark things under the ice... ancient, horrid things. We've vowed to
keep them locked where they are.
Arthas: We'll take out chances, dwarf. We're going through that door, one way
or another.
-Arthas kills Baelgun and the rest of his dwarfs to get a key, which allows them
to pass into the lower caverns.-
Arthas: The air smells awful in here. Something doesn't feel right.
Anub'arak: If the dwarf's story was true, there's no telling what awaits us in
the darkness. This stairwell leads into the heart of the old Nerubian empire.
We must be cautious.
Arthas: By all means, you first.
Part Two: The Forgotten Ones
Anub'arak: We have entered the Old Kingdom. Be wary, death knight. Whatever
scared the dwarves still lurks down here somewhere.
-This area consists of more tricks and traps which test a players' ability to
solve puzzles. Eventually, hordes of spiders will attack Arthas' men, but he
holds them off. Then, in a large hall, tentacles pop out of the ground.
Clearly, this is what scared off the dwarves. But there is more, upon clearly
the hall and entering the main chamber... Anub'arak figures out what it is.-
Anub'arak: It cannot be... A forgotten one. Look to your defenses, death
knight! Fight as you've never fought before!
-The creature is a huge dome shaped enemy. It spits out globs at the undead
forces, but is eventually slain by Arthas and his troops. However, several
dozen other enemies rush in from a nearby door. Anub'arak spots the stairwell
to the next area.-
Anub'arak: We cannot take them all! Hurry, death knight... up the stairwell!
Hurry!
Part Three: Ascent to the Upper Kingdom
Arthas: We're running out of time, Anub'arak. How far are we from the exit?
Anub'arak: Not far. We have entered the Upper Kingdom. The exit should lead
us to the base of the glacier itself. However, there are still hidden traps
and pitfalls to account for.
-The cave starts to shake and the ceiling begins to collapse.-
Arthas: Take cover!
Anub'arak: Arthas!
-Arthas wakes up moments later cut off from the remainder of his forces. He is
alone and very weak.-
Arthas: The entire passage collapsed! There's no time to dig through this.
I'll have to move quickly and find my own way out! Hopefully, Anub'arak and
the others survived.
-Arthas moves through quite possibly the most annoying and difficult part of the
game. After tangoing his way across some movable floors, he winds up in a
large hall. A wall gets knocked down to his north, and out comes Anub'arak.-
Arthas: Anub'arak! You made it!
Anub'arak: I see now why the Lich King chose you as his champion, death knight.
Few men could have survived this labyrinth alone.
-It's not over yet, though. Arthas has mere minutes before the entire cavern
collapses to get out, and there are several monsters between him and the exit.
With Anub'arak's help, though, they are all defeated.-
Anub'arak: Now, quickly... head through that door! The exit to the surface
lies just beyond!
Arthas: It'll be good to see the sun again.
Anub'arak: Remember, Illidan and the true battle still await us in the world
above. Hopefully, our trek through the dark earth bought us the precious time
we needed.
Interlude: Boiling Point
-Several hours later, Arthas and Anub'arak arrive at the base of the glacier.-
Arthas: We've made it, Anub'arak. Our forces are already assembled and
waiting.
Necromancer: Greetings, King Arthas. You've arrived just in time. Illidan's
naga and blood elf forces have take up positions at the base of the glacier
and...
-Arthas has another vision.-
Arthas: Aarrghh....
The Lich King: Arthas, my champion. You have come at last.
Arthas: Master?
The Lich King: There is a fracture in my prison, the Frozen Throne, and my
energies are seeping from it. That is why your powers have diminished.
Arthas: But how?
The Lich King: The runeblade, Frostmourne, was once locked inside the Throne as
well. I thrust it from the ice so that it would find its way to you... and
then lead you to me. And so it has. For now we face a grave danger. My
creator, the demonlord Kil'jaeden, sent his agents here to destroy me. If they
should reach the Frozen Throne before you, all will be lost. The Scourge will
be undone. Now hurry! I will grant you all the power I can spare.
-The vision ends.-
Arthas: I saw another vision of the Lich King. He has restored my powers! I
know now what I must do. It's time to end this game... once and for all.
Chapter Eight: A Symphony of Frost and Flame
-Moments later, as Arthas arrives on the fields where the blood elves, naga, and
Illidan have set up bases, a battle is about to erupt.-
Arthas: Time's running out, Anub'arak. We've got to get inside the Throne
Chamber before Illidan does.
Anub'arak: The Throne Chamber lies within the frozen peak of the center of the
valley. It can only be opened by activating the four enchanted obelisks that
surround it. Illidan's forces have already entrenched themselves near two of
them. We'll need to drive them back and reactivate the obelisks ourselves.
-In a naga base, Illidan is meditating. Kael and Vashj come up to him.-
Lady Vashj: We're sorry to interrupt your meditation, master, but all our
forces are in place.
Kael'thas: Once the chamber is opened, we will destroy the Frozen Throne as
promised!
Illidan: Then the hour has come at last. After today, the Scourge will meet
its end. Can you hear me out there, Arthas? Its end!
Arthas: Illidan has mocked the Scourge long enough. It's time we put the fear
of death back in him.
-Arthas and Illidan battle for the obelisks. The take control of one,
either of them must stand on it for 30 seconds straight. Whenever one of them
controls all four at the same time, the level ends in victory of defeat for
whomever. If at anytime Arthas and Illidan meet in battle, they'll have a nice
talk.-
Illidan: Hello, Arthas.
Arthas: You look different, Illidan. I guess the Skull of Gul'dan didn't agree
with you.
-Arthas can pay a visit to Kael's base, here's the dialogue from the event.-
Arthas: Are you still upset that I stole Jaina from you, Kael?
Kael'thas: You've taken everything I ever cared for, Arthas. Vengeance is all
I have left.
-After a considerable amount of time, Arthas will finally take control of all
four obelisks. The gates to the peak the Lich King is imprisoned in is open.-
Arthas: We've done it, Anub'arak. The Throne Chamber is open! This is the
hour of the Scourge.
-Before Arthas can get there, though, Illidan runs to block the door with
himself.-
Arthas: The Frozen Throne is mine, demon. Step aside. Leave this world and
never return. If you do, I'll be waiting.
Illidan: I've sworn to destroy it, Arthas, It must be done!
Arthas: Never!
-Arthas gets off of his horse and brings out Frostmourne. Illidan stands
twenty or so feet away, his wings spread and his blades ready for action.
Arthas charge and swings the runeblade. Illidan blocks it with his left blade,
but the force sends him to the ground, he struggles to keep Arthas at bay. He
manages to get up and swings the other blade at Arthas, who parries out of the
way. An exchange of swings and blocks takes place.-
-Illidan goes airborne and gets ready to swing Arthas with one of his blades.
The Death Knight does not wait for it, however, he rushes to get underneath
Illidan and slashes Frostmourne across the demon hunters chest. Illidan hits
the ground, motionless. He presumably died from such a strike, but if not,
he's not getting up anytime soon.-
Finale - Cinematic
-Arthas walks up the icy ramp of the Lich King's home. As he walks, he hears
voices of Muradin, Uther, Jaina and various others from his past. After
a minute or so, he reaches the icy prison in which the Lich King is held in.
There is indeed a crack from where the Lich King tossed Frostmourne through
before.-
The Lich King: Return the blade... complete the circle. Release me... from
this prison!
-Arthas charges the prison and slices it with Frostmourne. The prison shatters,
the Lich King's helmet falls to the ground. Arthas picks it up and puts it on.
The rest of the cavern begins to collapse.-
Arthas/Lich King: Now, we are one.
-For the next minute, the cinematic just shows Arthas asleep in icy chair at the
top of the mountain peak. The camera zooms out, with eerie chant music in the
background. The peak stands high above the rest of Northrend.-
End.
I hope you all enjoyed these, god only knows it took awhile to get it all. I'll be starting on the Rain Of Chaos sometime next month, enjoy.
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