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My World of Warcraft Tale - Please Rate It in the Comments Below!

Post by Holywarden

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Aleric stood upright as he assessed the situation. It was dire, and the chances of him coming out alive were slim. He was with a group of experienced champions he had handpicked through the argent tournament. Aleric was a champion of the light, wearing the fabled armor of judgment, and wielding the only blade capable of defeating such an opponent. An opponent of pure darkness. His name, was Arthas, the Lich King. The blade, was the Ashbringer, the Bane of the Undead Scourge, the weapon needed in the war against the Scourge. And they were finally here. Aleric thought to himself, that if he did not make it through alive, he would never join the Lich King's army. He nodded to the group, and charged into battle.

Aleric Burnier was born into a wealthy family. He had everything he ever wanted, food, drinks, toys. But this wasn't enough for him. He was bored of the money, he was bored of the toys and tasty foods and drinks. He wanted adventure, he wanted to live for something. It was at a young age that he made up his mind. He would be an experienced adventurer. He left home at the age of 15, and trained under a wealthy adventurer named Greydagger. Greydagger would later become his greatest friend. After finishing his training, he went all sorts of places around Azeroth. He even went to the treacherous Azshara, a dangerous and hostile land. He adventured for the next 6 years. Later, he got bored of this and settled down in one of the wealthiest towns in his homeland, Goldshire.

His first blow was parried by Frostmourne, the runeblade wielded by the Lich King. The rest of the group went into action, casting spells, raising their weapons, and keeping the rest of the Scourge out of this battle. Hours passed. It felt like years to Aleric. Twice he came near death, and once even passed into the realm of the undead. He was saved both times by Arthas's father, King Terenas Menethil II.

It wasn't until he was at the age of 24 that he decided to join the Argent Dawn. The Argent Dawn was an organization that was made to defeat the Scourge and defend the Eastern Kingdoms from the Lich King. He was trained under the most powerful Paladin in all of Azeroth, Tirion Fordring. He trained hard, and eventually became a very powerful Paladin. Not as powerful as Tirion, but pretty close. It wasn't until he was 40 that he had finished his training. He had heard word of new dangers on Azeroth, dangers that could not have gone unheard. He also heard word of adventurers becoming powerful wizards and warriors. At the peak of these dangers, he joined up with the adventurers to quell them. First, they defeated Ragnaros, the Lord of Fire. He then went on to defeat Onyxia, the Broodmother of the Black Dragons. Nefarian became angry, and started his own plot of destruction. He too, fell.

Aleric was tough, but Arthas was tougher. He just wouldn't die, Aleric thought to himself. Arthas grew angry of this fight, and sunk his sword unto the frozen floor. An explosion erupted from the sword, putting him and his group at near death. The Lich King talked about how he would rise them up, as champions of the Scourge. Aleric winced at the very idea. He could feel his life fading from him....

Aleric, after quelling the dangers on Azeroth, mysteriously disappeared for a while. On an uncharted island, he began to solve mystical riddles to lead him to the fabled judgment armor. At last, after a long 2 year search, he found it. A true armor for a Paladin. But there was more to do. After he found the armor, demons invaded Azeroth. They were pushed back, and more came pouring through the Dark Portal, a portal that was thought to be destroyed. He led the attack through the portal and beat back the demons to the outer reaches of Draenor. He even led the fight against Kil'jaedan, the demon's right hand. Sargeras would be too powerful for them to defeat, not to mention, not even there. So they occupied Draenor, and kept the demons off the planet.

Aleric suddenly awoke on the frozen floor. He saw the ghost of Terenas Menethil, and Tirion Fordring wielding the Ashbringer. The Lich King was ensnared in a pillar of souls. Aleric eyed the now broken Frostmourne. He conjured his holy magic, eyed his now ready and strong group, and charged once again on Arthas.

Aleric soon returned to Azeroth, noticing a disturbance in the light. One day, a necropolis appeared over the Eastern Plaguelands. He stood by Light's Hope Chapel at the hopes of defeating the Undead Scourge there, but there was a new type of enemy they had to face. The Lich King found strong adventurers and killed them, ressurecting them as new Death Knights. It was a hard battle, but was won. Tirion, now at the chapel, eyes the dark looking portal in front of him. The Lich King stepped out, and threatened to kill them all. But Tirion wasn't threatened, and instead stabbed the Lich King with the Ashbringer. The Lich King, now weakened, released his hold on most of the Death Knights, and retreated to Icecrown.

Aleric channeled his holy magic into Arthas, who was flailing helplessly in the air as he was attacked by the adventurers. The Lich King, acknowledging the end, spoke once more, his last words. “So this is it. The lion and the lamb, albeit it strange. The lamb against the lion, the lion against the lamb, and the lamb so boldly defeated the lion, against unnerving odds.” Arthas then fell, his helmet rolled across the frozen floor. Terenas spoke to his son one last time, saying that he knew he wasn't himself, and that he will finally find peace. Aleric bowed to the dying Arthas, as did his group. Arthas finally died. But there must always be a Lich King. Aleric so boldly said that it was his time. He had fought and saved Azeroth countless times, experienced life and death at its fullest. But Bolvar spoke up.

Aleric, with Tirion, sailed to Northrend, the continent on which Icecrown was located. Aleric went through the halls of the Scourge, defeating the minor leaders. He then went to Naxxaramas, and defeated Kel'thuzad, a very powerful Scourge leader, and the Lich King's right hand man. He braved the challenges of Ulduar, learning it's secrets, and stealing it's armor and weapons for the march against Icecrown Citadel. He then set up a tournament for adventurers to prove their worth against Northrend's most fearsome creatures, to see if they could be deamed fit to be called, a champion of the light. Then, after 4 months of the tournament, he chose the 25 strongest and smartest adventurers to march against Icecrown Citadel. Tirion joined them as well.

Bolvar said that he was dead already, and that he should be the one to bear the burden. Aleric spoke up against him, but Bolvar did not relent. He said that he would be the new Lich King, and that he should not be remembered as what he will become, but what he died being. Aleric stepped up the icy stairs of the Frozen Throne, and slowly put the helmet on Bolvar. He then retreated, casting a portal back to Dalaran. He then built a statue in remembrance of the sacrifices and hardships that Tirion, his group, and he had faced.

Aleric, now at the age of 52, is still an able bodied fighter. Mostly relaxing in Goldshire, he is always at the ready to defend Azeroth once again. Countless times he has gone away to defend the Kingdoms of Gilneas from rebels and other threats. But he is not known by his name anymore. His name is long but forgotten. People know him now by, Holywarden.

Post by R1TeR

Decent read, but might wanna tone it down with having ashbringer and fighting the lich king etc.....

Post by Adamsm

Way too much jumping around. And yeah, there's no point at putting yourself in the place of Tirion.

Post by oneforthemoney

It was a pretty good story, I have to say. The interlocking between his fighting the Lich King and a reminiscing about his life I believe is the real strength of the story. However it was a bit choppy, so I might suggest either smoothing that out somewhat so they lead into each other more seamlessly, or are clearly two different events occurring simultaneously. Maybe his recollections being summoned due to him thinking about how this event is what his life had been leading to, thus his stroll down memory lane.

Aside from that, as the two above me said, maybe tone back Aleric's adventures somewhat. Tirion being there yet seeing the ashbringer in Aleric's hand was a bit jarring, but I liked the idea of him going on a journey to find his armour. He doesn't need to be on the forefront of everything after all, and more personalized quests help add depth to the character.

Post by Holywarden

Thank you all for your opinions. I will release a new story shortly to address the problems you all had with the story. Keep in mind that this was my first draft on my big warcraft project, and I will probably make a bigger, possibly huge story out of the scraps I show here.

Post by Monday

I have to agree with the others. I enjoy stories that interlock flashbacks with current action (a lot). However, I dislike self inserts.

My World of Warcraft Tale - Please Rate It in the Comments Below!

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