World of Warcraft

The Carana Chronicles

Ark II

Ruler of the Frostmourne

Part III
How the Other Ones Live

Part I

Braylonis strode down the haunted halls of Acherus: The Ebon Hold. With the foul undead scourge finally driven out of its hallowed halls, the Knights of the Ebon Blade could finally rest again. He sighed, taking in account the past few weeks. After the Scourge sent him and 999 undead, led by Highlord Darion Mograine to destroy the Lights Hope Chapel, the 300 defenders of the Chapel defeated the forces of the scourge there, where High Priest Tirion Fordring showed Morgraine the truth of the world. The Lich King attacked, and Morgraine savagely attacked his former master. The Lich King bested him, and proclaimed how the lives of the 1,000 undead were worthless. Morgraine gave Tirion his sword, the Ashbringer, and Tirion beat back the Lich King. The Knights of the Ebon Blade were then born.

Over the past few weeks the Knights of the Ebon Blade retook the floating necropolis of Acherus, and renamed it Acherus: The Ebon Hold. Now that the task was finally done, the Knights of the Ebon Blade could extend friendly relations to the Alliance and the Horde.

Bralyonis walked over to a rune-forge, and inscribed his Katana with the rune of Lichbane. As soon as the rune was set in, the sword lit into holy fire, which he mentally supressed, until the only sign of it was an orange glow along the blade. He sheathed the sword in its scabbard as Darion Morgraine approached him. Bralyonis bowed low and long to his superior, before rising again.

"Bralyonis, as you now know, we have succesfully cleared Acherus. Now it is time to join the Alliance and the Horde. I want you to take this letter to King Varian Wrynn at Stormwind." With that he gave a letter to Bralyonis. There are portals over there." Morgraine pointed to the observation deck across from the forges.

Bralyonis strode over to the observation decks, and stepped through the portal to Stromwind.

Time to meet the king. Bralyonis thought as he was whisked through seemingly never ending time and space.