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Is it alright to write a Warcraft story here?
If the admins say no please give me time to copy paste this somewhere else.
-Sargares did not unnecessarily plunge his sword into Azeroth this timeline.
-Horde Centric
The threat of Demon Horde has been brought to heel and the world is at a standstill once again. Yet... War still looms between the 2 great Coalitions. The Horde and the Alliance through camaraderie have come to see each other's power as respectable. Both have suffered the might of Deathwing, The brutality of the Scourge and the persistence of the Legion.
The Horde is now at a pleasant ceasefire. It is but a preparation for the coming storm; A brutal and ruthless war against the Alliance. In times of peace some pieces must be moved across the board. The Horde prepares its council in Ogrimmar. Have you heard of the story of Caesar? Perhaps it is irrelevant....Perhaps not. The cunning and headstorng Sylvanas should've known of such a piece of history.
While travelling to Ogrimmar from Lordaeron she was ambushed by renegade Silver Hand Paladins enchanted with invisibility. She was Bombarded with holy words and hammer strikes. She killed some and she did put up a fight but even the mighty Banshee Queen of Azeroth knew her own limitations.
News had reached Ogrimmar and panic had spread. Their fearless leader had fallen. A long deliberation was made to elect a new leader. The candidates were simply too centered of their own race or too greedy. The Chiefs would elect Thrall once again. The people respect him but the Elements do not. To him the seat of Warchief does not feel right. He was needed in time of panic and disarray. The decision was his to make of the war. But he had to make sure. He sent a messenger to the leaders of the Alliance to ask if they were responsible for the fall of the Queen. A reply came immediately stating that they were not responsible for the murder of the banshee.
The Forsaken upon hearing the news of their fallen leader were enraged and began gathering disorganized groups of Undead into war parties and small Legions. Preparing raids on outlying Alliance aligned settlements.
The Horde fearing that this would break the treaty. Outlawed the Forsaken from the Horde. They have truly become Forsaken. The alliance still feared this as a farce. The Horde had to prove it and so the Two coalitions encroached the fallen lands of Lordaeron destroying the Undead and cleansing it of it foul plague. The Alliance have claimed Lordaeron as a province of Stormwind. Its ruins were now garrisoned by Alliance soldiers at long last. But with the Alliance position strengthened war loomed even closer for the Horde. A weakened Horde that had even less bodies to throw at the Alliance.
There was but one saving grace; to weaken the Old Gods and Destroy all forms of Necromancety in the coming years. It took 5 decades alone and a few warchiefs to accomplish their Goal. Yet again war loomed between the two factions. In those 5 decades however prosperity began and populations exploded. A war that simply was too easy for the coalitions.
The Horde began to see the Alliance as comrades and when time was coming for a war to commence the Horde Faltered and began looking to small packs of leadership that were simply against a war. A Clan head that would lead half of the Horde's forces would find a way to escape a war doomed Azeroth would through a Portal to find a home like his ancestor's spoke of Draenor. A Clan head that would defy the standards of an Orc leader that would abandon a people but not the people who chose him.
In some way he found his way to a portal that lead him to paradise and leave the bitterness of blood that had stained Azeroth for a millenia. The Horde is now divided and a new home was found but what of those left behind in Azeroth? That shall remain a mystery but the name of the new hero of the Horde will not Mog' Hal of the Bleeding Stones clan!
This story is fictional. Roast it if you like but this unrealistic scenario would lead to one of my custom maps.
[Life of a Peasant] - Orchish Frontiers(FOTN Inspired)
I have many made up stories to tell so if anyone wants more please do tell.
If the admins say no please give me time to copy paste this somewhere else.
-Sargares did not unnecessarily plunge his sword into Azeroth this timeline.
-Horde Centric
The threat of Demon Horde has been brought to heel and the world is at a standstill once again. Yet... War still looms between the 2 great Coalitions. The Horde and the Alliance through camaraderie have come to see each other's power as respectable. Both have suffered the might of Deathwing, The brutality of the Scourge and the persistence of the Legion.
The Horde is now at a pleasant ceasefire. It is but a preparation for the coming storm; A brutal and ruthless war against the Alliance. In times of peace some pieces must be moved across the board. The Horde prepares its council in Ogrimmar. Have you heard of the story of Caesar? Perhaps it is irrelevant....Perhaps not. The cunning and headstorng Sylvanas should've known of such a piece of history.
While travelling to Ogrimmar from Lordaeron she was ambushed by renegade Silver Hand Paladins enchanted with invisibility. She was Bombarded with holy words and hammer strikes. She killed some and she did put up a fight but even the mighty Banshee Queen of Azeroth knew her own limitations.
News had reached Ogrimmar and panic had spread. Their fearless leader had fallen. A long deliberation was made to elect a new leader. The candidates were simply too centered of their own race or too greedy. The Chiefs would elect Thrall once again. The people respect him but the Elements do not. To him the seat of Warchief does not feel right. He was needed in time of panic and disarray. The decision was his to make of the war. But he had to make sure. He sent a messenger to the leaders of the Alliance to ask if they were responsible for the fall of the Queen. A reply came immediately stating that they were not responsible for the murder of the banshee.
The Forsaken upon hearing the news of their fallen leader were enraged and began gathering disorganized groups of Undead into war parties and small Legions. Preparing raids on outlying Alliance aligned settlements.
The Horde fearing that this would break the treaty. Outlawed the Forsaken from the Horde. They have truly become Forsaken. The alliance still feared this as a farce. The Horde had to prove it and so the Two coalitions encroached the fallen lands of Lordaeron destroying the Undead and cleansing it of it foul plague. The Alliance have claimed Lordaeron as a province of Stormwind. Its ruins were now garrisoned by Alliance soldiers at long last. But with the Alliance position strengthened war loomed even closer for the Horde. A weakened Horde that had even less bodies to throw at the Alliance.
There was but one saving grace; to weaken the Old Gods and Destroy all forms of Necromancety in the coming years. It took 5 decades alone and a few warchiefs to accomplish their Goal. Yet again war loomed between the two factions. In those 5 decades however prosperity began and populations exploded. A war that simply was too easy for the coalitions.
The Horde began to see the Alliance as comrades and when time was coming for a war to commence the Horde Faltered and began looking to small packs of leadership that were simply against a war. A Clan head that would lead half of the Horde's forces would find a way to escape a war doomed Azeroth would through a Portal to find a home like his ancestor's spoke of Draenor. A Clan head that would defy the standards of an Orc leader that would abandon a people but not the people who chose him.
In some way he found his way to a portal that lead him to paradise and leave the bitterness of blood that had stained Azeroth for a millenia. The Horde is now divided and a new home was found but what of those left behind in Azeroth? That shall remain a mystery but the name of the new hero of the Horde will not Mog' Hal of the Bleeding Stones clan!
This story is fictional. Roast it if you like but this unrealistic scenario would lead to one of my custom maps.
[Life of a Peasant] - Orchish Frontiers(FOTN Inspired)
I have many made up stories to tell so if anyone wants more please do tell.
