{You are a group of heroes , members of the Argent Crusade and Knights of the Ebon blade . Come together to end the reign of Arthas , You are arriving at Icecrown Cidatel}
Gretari walked into the cidatel , he immediatly felt a sort of chill but felt stronger at the same time . 'Good day' Tirion Fording said in a very bored manor , Gretari looked up at Tirion he admired him . Gretari then went to speak to Highlord Darion Mongraine .
'Greetings Gretari , Are you looking forward to starting this campain ? ' Darion questioned
'Yes I am your honour , the scourge must come to an end and I want to be part of it ' Gretari answered
'Thats the spirit ' Darion preached . ' We have about 40 minutes till we start clearing out some scourge wait around if you want and get yourself in the zone for the fight ' .
Gretari sat down on the floor he immediatly began thinking of what was to come . Invisioned in his mind was Arthas's rotting , dead courpse