World of Warcraft

The Carana Chronicles

Ark II

Ruler of the Frostmourne

Chapter IX

A Gathering of Sorts

Carana, Thrall, and the four orc bodyguards surrounding him advanced onto the parapet of Ogrimmar. Advancing to the ridge, they came upon the view of a heavily armored human. He carried a long sword that glowed red upon his back. His armor was in a ragged state, and the man seemed to be living on lost time. Upon further inspection, Carana noticed that the man's eyes glowed a bright blue.

"What is it that you desire human!" Thrall spoke, his thundering voice booming across the desert. "I have no desire to destroy you, but the past unanswered questions have angered me. Now tell me, what do you desire, or my armies shall obliterate you!"

At that the man stepped backwards slightly, his hand came to rest on the hilt of his sword on his back, but he kept his steady composure and bellowed back in a metallic voice, "I, your highness, am Bralyonis, Knight of the Ebon Blade. I wish to speak with you, Great Warchief Thrall."

Thrall rubbed his hand upon his chin and thought for a moment, before replying, "What is the Ebon Blade, Bralyonis. And what do you wish to speak of?"

"The Knights of the Ebon Blade is a group of renegade death knights, former servants of the Lich King Arthas. Now we have broken free from his grasp, to join the Alliance and the Horde in their efforts against the coward!" Bralyonis answered, and at this remark, Thrall seemed to be caught unaware at this answer, and frowned for a moment. "I wish to speak of a summons from the Archmage Jaina Proudmoore, who now resides in the human city of Stormwind."

"Very well." Thrall spoke at last, waiting long for thought, "I shall take answer the call, and travel to Stormwind."

At this moment, Thrall, Carana, and the four guards filed into order. Thrall looked over at Carana, "You and your friend out there are coming with me."