"Naive fools!" The army of heroes stands before the mighty creature, blood hot from the concluding battle. "My death will make little difference in the long run." The being holds a sword in it's chest and it peers up from it's wound, "The Lich King has granted me my eternal reward!" The heroes prepare their final blow, the foundations of Naxxramas quake beneath the power they display. Mages prepare their blasts of energy, warriors clench their axes and swords and healers circulate wound easing energy through their allies. "This is not over! The world will pay a greater toll, for I will return!" screams the lich. The heroes attack, inches from victory. The lich is defeated as they land their blows, "Agghhhh! Do... not... rejoice! Your victory is a hollow one, for I shall return with powers beyond your imagining!" The lich explodes into a burst of corrupted energy and the heroes cheer, a warrior in heavy armor approaches the remains and holds up the lich's crown. "The lich is dead! Kel'Thuzad is dead!"
Now, years later, heroes will once again visit the icy north. Adventurers, mercenaries and soldiers have all come to face one another. The Alliance under Arinite of the Grey is assembling in Dalaran, investigating the frigid north for their enemy's activity. The Horde amasses in the ruins of the great Ymirheim, once a great city for the mighty men of the northlands. Both will face the perils of the Icecrown citadel, the seat of the damned.
"My lord?" asks a forsaken soldier. The gusts of Northrend spew crystals of snow across his emotionless face, "When can we expect these mercenaries?" Causis of the Grey looks to the soldier, "Soon, prepare the lodging. Their blood will need to be warm before we proceed." The soldier turns and heads toward the ruined homes of the Vryu'kl. Fires dot the village under the cover of sheets and piece of wood, Forsaken troopers tell tales, jokes and war stories. Some of which were the annihilation of the city they sit in. Causis takes a deep breath out of habit, "Any new from Tirisfal?" An aide nods, "Yes, intelligence reports a possible leak, the Alliance may know about this operation." Causis fondles his chin, "Secure the doorway to the Forge of Souls. We may have to move faster then we thought." The aide sounds surprised, "Sir?" Causis turns, eyebrow up, "Who do you think the Alliance will send?" The soldier quickly nods and heads off towards the camps. They'll send Greys and Alliance mercenaries. They could ruin everything!
Arinite stands anxiously in the flight-master's terrace. She begins to pace as a gnome appears from the Alliance quarter. "My lady, the preparations are complete and the SI:7 has informed us that there is a leak in Forsaken intelligence." Arinite listens in, "It appears they are in the ruins of Ymirheim, and there's a lot of them. King Varian has detached the sky guard to help you after all. Arinite smiles, "Great, now we have to wait for those mercenaries. When they arrive I'll debrief them. Prepare the fleet my fine friend." The gnome salutes and heads towards the Alliance gryphon station on the terrace. An Alliance sky fleet can be seen hovering in the distance, above the diamond forests. For the love of the Light, don't let the Greys be involved.
Describe your entry and we'll suit you up. Prepare for battle my friends!
Alliance: Led by Arinite of the Grey (Darced) http://www.mmo-champion.com/threads/...te-of-the-Grey
Mike Helson (Såfarie)
Horde: Led by Causis of the Grey (Darced) http://www.mmo-champion.com/threads/...he-Tainted-BIO
Salarissian Dawnfire (Shadow-Cleave)
http://www.mmo-champion.com/threads/...2#post12273432 (Aland Wood) (Nonfictionless)