Northrend: the frozen wastes.
seas of ice, fields of death- all must be crossed to reach the ulimate goal.
yet, so many have ventured to this far off land, that the follies of the old world seem to have been forgotten.
Or perhaps they haven't...
As armies, adventureres, knights and beserkers alike slowley trudge thier way through the snow, Lands have been left abandoned.
Women and children unprotected.
Sovriegnty not guarenteed.
Now these lands are barren, empty.
ready to be taken.
NOW is the time to rise up.
NOW is the time to create your empire!
Loyalty to king and country can only go so far, when those that distrust the "majority" rebel, the only option is exile.
But to what end.
YOU are your own leader.
YOU are the architect of your own fate!
Take your forces, head out to these "wastelands"
Make. Them. Yours.
But empires need fuel.
war machines don't run on nationalism and ethnocentricity.
Tanks arent powered by good intentions OR greed.
A large deposit of pyrite has been descovered in tanaris, in the ruins of an ancient troll city.
Take your forces, get that pyrite.
without it your empire is only an idea.
with it your empire is a superpower.
But you are not alone.
Others have taken this opratunity to break free.
some with intentions darker than you can ever comprehend.