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Featured: A break of freedom
Chapter Three: Bargaining (Part II)Voren’thal’s army wasn’t big, but it comprised some of the brightest among us. It was a strong, cohesive force, more than enough to take the broken city of Shattrath. As we gathered to leave, Neph approached to say goodbye.Chapter Three: Bargaining (Part II) by TheBlindAlchemist
Some people envied us. Our love was so obvious and true that left no doubt for anyone to contest. Even if our farewell kisses were soft and calm, restrained by the presence of so many elves around us, gathering and getting ready for the departure, our gazes were intense and devoted to each other. That was the last time he held me with such tenderness; that was the last time he kissed me with such pure love and affection.
I was forced to take my mind away from the night before and focus on what we were doing. We gathered in small groups with at least one mage on it, and so we were instructed to teleport the small group to a chosen area at Zangarmarsh. The reason we weren’t teleporting right up to Shattrath’s doorstep was that it was a lo
Chapter VI: The Goldshire's PrideChapter VI: The Goldshire's Pride by Blueredor
Previously...on The Chronicles of Azeroth
"I see those fools at the Abbey sent some fresh meat for us", Garrick said mockingly challenged and looking at them, "you success to overcome all my thieves... is the first time that adventurous as you manage to beat many of us".
"I don't know whether to take it as a compliment", Nailock said trying to deduce, "or nonsense".
"Nailock", Davis said reluctantly.
"Returns the vineyard of the town, Garrick!", Gabriel demanded by threatening with his hammer.
"You are finish!, you don't have more forces", Davis said as he and Karjub prepare their spells.
"Not if i'm still alive!", Garrick scream willingness to fight
"Don't think Cough you won", Garrick said about to pass out, "...the others....will... avenge!".
"Behold, the heroes of Northshire!", Mcbride proclaim with loud applause being accompanied by all the crowd.
"Garrick Padfoot", Willem formality yells the sentence, "by numerous robberies, murders, looting and be a member of defias...the people
Chapter V: Garrick PadfootChapter V: Garrick Padfoot by Blueredor
Previously...in the Chronicles of Azeroth
"Mrs. Milly!", The peasant screamed, "Mrs. Milly!".
"What happened?, Milly asked with frightened face,"...Who did this?".
"The border...the soldiers", The peasant cried without control,"...they...murdered them!".
"Huh?!, Who?", Milly asked.
"The Defias!", a peasant yelled.
"The woman is still alive!", the bandit yelled.
"Doesn't matter", the leader said, "we've what we need", pointing his finger toward the cart, "extract all the grapes of the sector and call in the rest for the invasion on this town, hahaha".
"Well", Willem said after a sigh, "I hope you strapped your belt on tight lads, because there is work to do here in Northshire".
"Recently, a new group of thieves has been hanging around Northshire", McBride said, "They call themselves the Defias Brotherhood", points a finger at the map of the entire Northshire indicating places, "and have been seen across the river to the east," slide his finger to the Northshire vineyard also known Oswor
Chapter IV: The Power of the VoidChapter IV: The Power of the Void by Blueredor
25 years after the First War (year 617 by King calendar)
After that so memorable morning, dressed in peasant clothes with a purple t-shirt and black short hair, Milly Osworth, is working on Osworth vineyard, located on the east side of Northshire to provide their famous wine from her family to the village. Raisins, grapes and wines, many peasants collects, irrigates and gathers the grapes in carts for move them to the town...now in the lunch break, Milly dried perspiration from his forehead by the hard morning's work.
"Well guys...ugh", Milly said while dry his forehead with his cloth, "let rest!".
"Yes ma'am!" The peasants responded once finished moving a cart with grapes near to the river.
All set off to the Osword farm located in the east hills, once Milly opened the door, all drawed strangeness faces. The entire cabin is dark, from the deep, a peasant is tied and blindfolded only illuminated by a candle. All came to help him, but every t
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