Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Traxxius part 6

I woke up in a daze and realized i only had an hour to get the crates, so i instantly hoped up and put some clothes on, grabbed my warhammer, and took off. It took me about two minutes to find the first crate and realize that the alliance hadn't stolen the crates for personal use, they took them to keep them from the Horde. I had actually thought that i would have to sneak into an Alliance encampment and steal them back. Well i was running around picking up these crates when a hasty Blood Elf ran into me knocking me down. He helped me up, and I instantly knew who it was. "Lor'Themar Theron! What are you doing in Northrend?" I exclaimed, bewildered at the fact he was here. "I'm looking for you Traxxius, Hammer of the Earthmother! And what in the Light's name are you doing with those" He said, pointing at the crates of plague. "Why are you looking for me? Oh and these arent mine, im collecting them for some Forsaken guy back at Vengeance landing." I responded. "Well are you done? Because i need to talk to you. I... Well we need your help." He stated.
We grabbed the last crate and made our way back to Vengeance Landing, i gave Lysander the crates, and Lor'themar and i made our way to the nearest Inn to talk in peace. "Traxxius, we don't have much time. Look, remember when we met and i told you i was the acting king of my people, and that our true leader is in the Outlands? Well, our "true" Leader has betrayed us and we need your help to stop him!" Lor'themar explained. "Why do you need my help?" i asked. "Traxxius, Commander Nazgrel told me of your triumphs in the Outlands, i listened with great awe as he explained to me that you were part of the group that took down the Doom Lord, in Hellfire Peninsula. After he told me all this i realized we needed you to help us with the betrayer in the NetherStorm." He explained. "Okay, but you still haven't explained exactly HOW he betrayed you Lor'Themar." I stated prodding at him for more information. "He joined Illidin Stormrage in the Outlands, he and all of his followers are members of the legion now." The Elven Prince responded. "Oh by the Earthmother! he must be stopped!" I was to quick to let the words escape my mouth. "Exactly, and you are going to be one of the brave few who will take him down!" He said swiftly. "I... but... i..." I stumbled over the words. "I... I thought i had work to do here in Northrend!" I tried to convince him out of trying to make me kill the Elven betrayer. "Yes, Hammer of the Earthmother, you do have work to do here, but... There is something that must be done in the outlands and you will be the key member of the group that does exactly that, but do not fret, friend, i will not be just laying back and waiting for the news as a matter as a fact i will be in a group that will fight their way into the keep to establish a foothold for you and your friends to take breaks as you make your way into the keep." He rambled on, and obviously read my memory as i did believe that he was just gonna sit back and wait for the news of Kel'Thas' death. well eventually after a few honeymint teas and maybe a little bruiseweed (No im just kidding! Note to self: You should NEVER smoke bruiseweed in public, everyone is all over you asking for some...) i finally agreed to go back to that blasted westeland of a place. So Lor'themar had me thrown on a zepplin on the very next day. it was a very long flight and as much as i tried i could not sleep do to the fact that my anxiousness of what was about to happen i had an image of this blood elf man dressed in a red robe with burning red eyes in my head.

~Manuscript from Traxxius' Journal pages 51-60~
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