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The Fallen (STILL WIP!)
Over two hundred years ago, Draakgar Wickedclaw, a half-orc and his clan, called The Fallen, ravaged cities and performed savage rituals for the Burning Legion under the brutal reign of a pit lord named Graazak. After trying to destroy Orgrimmar, the clan was defeated and with the death of their master, many took their own lives. Those who lived were imprisoned first within Orgrimmar in a secret prison and then when the Dark Portal opened, they were sent to a heavily guarded prison beneath the surface of Hellfire called Gahk’ rethar Prison. The only remainders of this once mighty clan were Draakgar, the Lieutenant, a fel orc warlock named Grekk Fathomback and a handful of low ranked initiates mostly orcs, some fel orcs. These few survivors of this dreaded company were locked away for life in this prison in Outland... or so it seemed.
A deep, trembling, rumble echoed throughout the halls of this forsaken place. Footsteps pounded as if it were a stampede. Draakgar stumbled around in his shaking cell wondering what could be happening. There are no earthquakes in Outland. Shrieks pierced the eardrums of all who heard them, followed by grunts of victory. Each of the prisoners was more confused than the next until down the prison halls dashed a horde of demons slaughtering all the guards in their path. The fight raged for days, but in the end, the prison keepers warded off the demonic invaders leaving the Burning Legion’s plan to reunite The Fallen “crushed.” There were few survivors of this attack and all were badly wounded. As the hours passed, Draakgar noticed the pearlescent aura of the enchantments fixed upon his cell door wane. As the aura dissipated once and for all, he knew it was time to strike and he howled as he readied to break down the barrier that had kept him from the outside world for hundreds of years.
His savage howl strangled the nearby listeners and with that he began growing fur, his nails elongated and grew black. His mouth began to stretch like it was elastic and there he was. His mangy charcoal fur reflected the character of his soul. He was indeed savage and incosiderate, but that had been his downfall. With a rabid snarl, he leapt at the door and tore it down. There were three guards outside, they tried to defend themselves, but they were already badly weakened. Draakgar fell to his knees as he turned back to his normal self and then he began his journey to freedom.
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I have already begun work on this project, however it is so minimal that this can only be considered an idea at this stage.
The hero (villain), Eldrin Wickedclaw, will be a ranged unit (either archer or warlock) who will have the power to transform into a werewolf for melee attacks. This will not increase his power or be an "Ultimate" but rather a way to change things up. There will be times when in order to kill something you will have to transform into a werewolf which will have its bonuses and there will be times when the range is too long and you will need to be your ranged form.
I am hoping that this will make this campaign prove interesting and fun.
Also, the storyboard up there is incomplete and I need ideas for that section alone! That information will be all that will be posted on the Map Development page until I write the rest and hide it in spoiler tags as I don't want to ruin the story.
Anyways, I would loooove comments, critique, feedback, ideas, or anything you've got to offer!
Thanks!
Update - 11-9-09: Improved story a bit.
Update 2 - 11-9-09: Improved story further.
Update - 11-10-09: Added to story. New section is early WIP.
Update 2 - 11-9-09: Improved story further.
Update - 11-10-09: Added to story. New section is early WIP.
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