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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Traxxius Part 5

As i re-entered Thrallmar i was overwhelmed by the shouts of praise and celebration, i quickly made my way through the crowd to Nazgrel. "Welcome back, Hammer of the Earthmother! You know... You are quite the hero nowadays, so what do ya say to coming back with me to my quarters and sharing a few brews with the Commander himself in Celebration?" Nazgrel asked. I thought about it for a mere second until i said, "Sure!".
We stayed in Nazgrel's little house for hours, he told me when i got there that he had a special brew he had been saving for a long time now. When he showed me i had no idea that he'd have eight GIANT barrels of it, he called it Thunderbrew. He also said he got it when he and a few others raided a dwarven cartel that was bringing this stuff to one of their local inns.
After awhile it was time to put the brew up, (with only a barrel and a half left...) and get to the real reason i was here. "Nazgrel... hic! why did you intvitee me heer?" I asked in a drunken stumble. "You no me well, *odd laughing from Nazgrel, the kind you would here from someone who had just smoked some bruiseweed* i itviteed you... hic! Over heer so i could send somewhere... hic! i cant for the lfie of my remeber." Nazgrel replied obviously drunk as hell, and couldnt even talk right. He fell asleep three minutes later, i threw a cover over him and got into his bed (SCORE! first sleep in a bed in weeks) considering he was on the couch.
The next day when the commander woke up i cured his hangover with some of my druid magic, and asked him about where he was planning to send me over our morning cup of Moonberry Juice. "Oh yeah, okay we need people here in Outlands... but... we have received terrible news... The Lich King, Arthas Menethil III, has re-awoken." Nazgrel paused to see the look on my face. He then told me i needed to go to Northrend immediately. He said that preparations had been made and i would have a private zeppelin waiting for me tomorrow. I grunted "Hrmm, you guys never heard of a day off... Have you?". Nazgrel laughed and said "In due time Hammer of the Earthmother!" "But things are going wrong with the world right now. We need your help!" he continued.
The next day the zeppelin woke me up to a loud horn. To my surprise, unlike the traditional zeppelin, for one, it was not piloted by goblins, instead they were orcs. Or two orcs (He did say it was a private zeppelin), and it looked like a much smaller version of a regular zeppelin, and it had headlights. I boarded the zeppelin, and went into the area near the bottom which was ALWAYS a staircase and a little balcony that i usually look down on. BUT this time it was different, there was a bed, a mini-fridge (Stocked with Honeymint Tea, MY FAVORITE!) and Mulgore Spice Bread (NOM! reminds me or home) and Zangar caps! It's like they actually asked me what i wanted! A King-sized bed, and the first print of Azeroth Today (Thats right! not a copy, the first print!), which is my favorite magazine EVER! So i ate, and read, drink and ate, and read, and finally fell asleep.
Later that night around three a.m. I awoke to the orcs telling me we had stopped in the Howling Fjord. Vengeance Landing, to be exact. i got up, ran-sacked the mini-fridge, and then got off the zeppelin. As i walked out i saw amazing sights of the new buildings and defenses that were set up by the Forsaken. When i came to this spot ten years ago with my dad, this was a small outpost known as Warsong Landing. When i got down from the skytower, i was greeted by Dark Ranger Lyana. She told me to go and speak with Apothecary Lysander, and see what he has for me to do.
I walked up to Lysander and he told me about this "New Plague" he was working on. I was shocked and took it as a sign of betrayal at first, until he explained it was called "The NEW Plague" for a reason, he said it would not harm the living but instead would obliterate all the undead within a 100- yard radius.
He needed me to recover 10 INTACT plague crates that the alliance had intercepted. He gave me until three p.m. to get them to him so i went to sleep.

~Manuscript for Traxxius' Journel Pages 41-50~

Gurzan, and Echeloned WoW

Ok today im posting about my mage, Gurzan on the Echeloned WoW private server, Echeloned has a realm called Avari, it is probably the closest thing you will get to Retail servers if u dont play Retail but want to play a private server for free that is just like Retail. Okay, if you play want to play echeloned go to http://www.echelonedwow.net/ and then create an account then set ur realmlist, THEN, create a HORDE!!! then goto /who and type in The Ghosts and look for someone who can add people! :P :)! my mage currently stands at a proud level 17 in only a 1 day played, no there arent no increased rates lol i just wanted to share how beast i am lol. And srry for the delay on Traxxius storys... getting to work on em now :) TTYL

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Hammer of the Earthmother

in Traxxius Part 4, You will see Traxxius referred to as the "Hammer of the Earthmother". This will be explained after the backstory AKA the Traxxius stories pages 1-120, have been published i will write another story explaining how he got this title, and from now on a lot of the NPCs will be referring to him by this nickname, and if you dont like that, then BITE IT BIOTCH!!!!!!!!

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Traxxius Part 4

"Welcome back, Traxxius!" The commander shouted as i walked back into the camp. "Hello, Commander!" I replied. "Well, you have done well, Hammer of the Earthmother! But i am afraid our attention in the Hellfire Peninsula has been redirected from the Fel Orcs, to the abhorrent Doom Lord Kazzak, He is a Ered'ruin Doomgaurd, who currently resides in the Throne of Kil'jaeden. You must find and annihilate him. Since i felt as though it was wrong to send you with a group, without your permission, this time im telling you, you will be with a group. This is a dangerous task, therefore i refuse to send you there alone." The commander briefed. "I understand." I replied shortly, unhappy that i would be stuck with others again. "Well, Hammer of the Earthmother, You had better get going, the rest of your group is there waiting for you, i pray they don't start the fight without you."
The commander and i said our goodbyes and then i set off on my Nether Drake mount. It was so peculiar how a Ered'ruin doomguard, especially one as huge and terrifying as the one Nazgrel had described, had slipped my sight, as i had patrolled the Throne of Kil'jaeden, over fifty times. When i arrived the group was discussing strategy. The was an Orc Warrior, oddly named Drockdam... Another Tauren druid, again with an odd name... Quip... And another Orc Warrior named Matticus, which is a human name... These were also a bunch of free willed adventurers. "Oh, are you Traxxius, the one Nazgrel described as the, Hammer of the Earthmother?" The Orc warrior named Drockdam questioned. "Yes." I stated. the Warrior continued the talk about strategy, but after i heard my role i pretty much just zoned out till we got going, and thought of my own strategy, which would be easy considering i would be in cat form the entire time.
"Okay, lets go!" Drockdam shouted. I couldn't help but think about the fact that i had been reduced to following orders from a free-willed adventurer, ughh, it was horrendous! Anyway, we walked and plowed our way through various fire elementals and demons. Until i saw what Nazgrel was talking about... I mean this demon, monstrosity, thing! Was a complete giant, and also extremely intimidating! I was surprised, and almost impressed at the fact that these adventurers didn't cut and run the second they saw him. Since there were only two druids and two warriors, we couldn't do much about buffs, but we made due with what we had.
"Invaders, you dangle upon the precipice of oblivion! The Burning Legion comes and with it comes your end!" Kazzak screamed as Drockdam started the fight. I quickly switched to cat form and started destroying his health pool with my "kitty" claws, just something i like to call em, even though they're actually lion claws, ha ha! Everything was going fine, for the most part, but all of the sudden, Kazzak shot out an extremely long ranged volley of shadowbolts, which caught us all off guard, and caused the healer to jump to the ground in a cower, WAIT THAT'S MY MOVE! NO FAIR! (eh eh eh). I went other and knocked him around a bit till he got up and got back to healing Drockdam, who was just on the brink of death. But, that wasn't all Kazzak had in store for us. After about three more Shadowbolt Volleys, he casted a special De-buff on the other druid. "You now bare the Mark of Kazzak, puny druid!" Kazzak shouted, planting the De-buff called 'Mark of Kazzak' on the druid. This De-buff started draining the druids mana, and fast, and i had a bad felling about what would happen if his mana was allowed to reach zero. So i casted my Innervate spell on him, and boy i couldn't have been more right considering Kazzak grunted in discontent when i did so.
But that wasn't the last on Kazzak's un-welcomed surprises. Next he casted a De-buff called 'Twisted Reflection' on me! He then used his 'Cleave' ability which hit me for eight-thousand damage, and unbelievably healed Kazzak for twenty-five thousand health! I quickly realized, because of a content grunt from Kazzak, that his 'Twisted Reflection' ability had caused him to regenerate health when he damaged me. So needless to say i stood behind him to ensure that the cleave didn't hit me again. But that didn't stop his shadowbolt volley from hitting me... which hurt a lot... and helped him a lot... after the 'Twisted reflection' wore off, i went back on the full offensive procedure. But eventually something fudged up the plan again... Kazzak enraged! He immediately sent out 6 rounds of shadowbolt volleys. nearly killing everyone, we'll nearly killing Drockdam, quip and i, but it actually did kill Matticus... another fatality... god i must be bad luck or something!
Well after that enrage we sped up the pace, A LOT, and the Doom Lord was almost down. It took me awhile to realize that Quip had the 'Mark of Kazzak' on him again. And apparently, Quip didn't realize it either, luckily i caught it just in time to use Innervate on him again. Kazzak was almost down when he called for assistance, and in a moment we were surrounded by at least fifty Ered'ruin Doomguards. I told Drockdam to keep attacking Kazzak, while i switched to bear form and picked them all up, good thing quip was able to handle switching back and forth between me and Drockdam, otherwise, i would not be recording this right now. I eventually got all the demons down, and switched back to cat form, and turned back on Kazzak, just in time, as Drockdam delivered the final blow. "BACK TO HELL WITH YOU, DEMON! THE SOULS YOU'VE CONSUMED, THE FAMILIES YOU'VE DESTROYED, TODAY THEY ARE AVENGED!" He shouted, and threw his axe into the air right at Kazzak's head, the axe landed perfectly, and stuck into his head. "The Legion... will never... fall." Kazzak rasped as he died.

~Manuscript from Traxxius' Journal Pages 31-40~

Traxxius part 3

I was in Hellfire Citidale, unknowingly the Commander had arranged for me to be in a group of four others, free willed adventurers. There was an Orc Warrior, an Undead Mage, A Troll Hunter, And a Orc Shaman, a average group, but the question was, why did the commander think i needed them? I had handled missions like this on my own before! While the thought of anyone thinking i needed help was enraging, i didnt say anything to the group.
After a few minutes we were buffed up, and ready to go. Everything was running smoothly, the red skinned orcs were dropping, and fast until we came up to a real challenge, Watchkeeper Gargolmar. We wait for him to get clear of the other orcs, and then we attacked. "What do we have here?" the Orc Taunted. Out of nowhere, two Fel Orc Sentries appeared, The warrior wasn't expecting them and was fatally caught off gaurd, so i switched to bear form and grabbed their attention. It took awhile, but like those before him, he dropped to the ground, dead.
We continued through the Ramparts until we stumbled upon an open area, but through a closer look, courtesy of the hunter, we saw a... well what looked like an Ered'Ruin Doomguard, but he was horribly mutated and discolored. The mage told us this creature, well freak, was the infamous Omor the Unscarred, a major member of the legion and one of the Overseers of the Fel Orcs, he also told us we should rest up, because we were in for one hell of a fight! But we were spotted, because the mage was trying to cast a protection spell on me, and he was able to sense the magic being used. "Haha! I see you over there! Pathetic mortals! Come, and die!" The demon shouted. Within a nanosecond i felt as if something was tugging on my very soul, and in an instant we were standing right infront of him! "Lok'tar Ogar! For the Horde!" We all shouted in unison. I was able to capture his attention, and keep it that way. The mage was casting frostbolt after frostbolt, maybe he threw in a pyroblast or two, but i wasent paying much attention to him. I was utilizing all of my abilities, the hunter was doing fine, well until he shot a Multi-shot which Omor saw, needless to say the demon used its power to deflect the shot, and split it into two shots, sending it them, and hitting the hunter and his pet. They were both killed instantly. After awhile the three man team of me, the shaman, and the mage, brought the demon down. We searched his body for any spoils of war, and found a staff that was perfect for the shaman and a leather chestgaurd that worked perfectly for me. To bad the mage didn't get anything, even though, he didn't seem to mind.

We continued, Dropping orc after orc. We finally got to the leader of the Hellfire ramparts after another fifteen minutes of killing fel orcs. The bugger was riding a dragon... How the hell are we supposed to take that out? Of course we found out that we actually didn't have to. Vazruden spotted us standing on his platform and took it as the challenge it was, i gotta give him props though, he didn't wimp out and throw stuff at us while he was riding the dragon, but instead he jumped off and took us on face to face. Of course i grabbed his attention, and kept it that way. The mage started of this fight in a highly offensive manner, as in Fireblast, pyroblast,
and fireballs, along with the ever powerful Arcane Blast, and Arcane Missiles. Needless to say i was proud of the him. The shammy, just casting those heals at me like there was no tomorrow. We were actually doing pretty good... Well... You know... Until the mage wasn't watching where he stepped and walked right into a patch of fire. Of course, he didn't survive, I was paying to much attention to the flaming mage that Vazruden was able to knock me on the head, pretty much unconscious, and praise be to the Earthmother, for the shaman, who was able to cast a special healing spell and give me back my consciousness, but thats not all, he also casted a vengence spell, which literally ripped Vazruden in half.
I thought we were done here, but sure enough Vazruden's dragon, Nazan, Landed, and attacked. The dragon went down fast, and without giving any fatal injuries to me, or the shaman. When the fight was done with i turned to the shaman and said "Thank you brother. Your assistance here will not quickly be forgotten, nor will the sacrifice of our companions". The shaman just nodded his head and teleported away.
When i got back from the Ramparts, i checked in with Nazgrel, apparently, he had another mission for me...

~Manuscript from Traxxius' Journal, Pages 21-30~

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