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out story starts where most do, at the begining. Outland a year and a half ago.
The warrior growled under his breath, why did he always get the recruits that didnt want to listen? He stared at the Blood Elf on the other side of the pile of dead boars and tried to yell over the sound of metal grinding against metal, approaching very quickly "I said run Phelix!" The elf wasnt paying attention ground quaking beneath their feet he was staring off in the direction it seemed the sound was coming from and grinned "Sounds like we have a new playmate." The warrior was already running towards the nearest shallow ravine "The hell we do, now get moving!"
The Fel Reaver crested the hill at that moment, the ground quaked as he stepped over the hill causing Gnollbane to topple head first into the ravine with a quickly silenced "Oh s..." Phelix charged at the beast overly confident, he was batted away like a fly. HE hit the ground hard then stumbled dizzily to his feet. The world turned upside down as the fel reaver screamed and smacked him again his last thought before he hit the side of a hill and his world turned black was "That bastard bailed on me."
The warrior stood up holding his head "Damn that hurt." The he spied the body lying broken against the side of the hill and thought, Well better let Falcon Watch know they got another corpse.
Six months later, Falcon Watch, Hellfire Peninsula
He woke up with a startlingly green pair of eyes bent over his face. "H
e's finally awake" He didnt know who she was or where he was but with consciousness returning so did the memories of what happened. Gnollbane had fled leaving him easy prey for that monstrosity he would get revenge for that, How many others had he abandoned when they needed him? How many more would he continue to abandon? IT needed to stop, but first he needed to gain his strenght back and sharpen his skills with the light. "I need a portal to Silvermoon, ill finish recovering there." The girl nodded and went to find a mage. He would start by finding him forst, then make him watch as his entire army fell apart before he killed him, agrin spread across his face. As he stepped into the portal he thought Let the Blood Knights sharpen my skills, then get Sand back home where he belongs.
One month ago, a cave somewhere in Eversong
He didnt know what happened but he was glad Phelix was back. They were evn back in the same cave, things were good. He didnt like being told he wasnt allowed to see Sani anymore though, or not being allowed to have his gear, Phelix even took his smoke away from him. But Phelix promised he'd come back with presents, and food. So that was ok, he guessed. HE didnt like being left in the cave alone but thats fine, Phelix said he'd be back tommorrow he would just take a nap until then.
Fray Island
Merceth was sitting alone in the mess hall staring at a map, it was quiet at base today with the recruits all out on missions he liked it this way. But there had to be flaws in his plan somewhere, maybe he'd go find Mr. Smith or Mr. Nagades, get a second opinion on his plan. News of an Elf had shown up in the barrens asking a lot of questions about Fat Lute had reached him, maybe a potential recruit. It was only a matter of time before he showed up at base, Merceth sighred. This comm never worked inside for some reason, oh well a little fresh air never killed anyone, hed try to contact Mr. Smith outside, maybe take a stroll to clear his mind. He stepped outside the door and was blinded by light, as his entire body turned to agony he dropped to his knees. Phelix stepped forward an axe raised over his head "Well that was easier than i thought it would be, thank you Blood Knights for letting me back in." He grinned as he brought the axe down on the forsakens neck.
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When Sand woke up it was dark, but there was a fire crackling in the back of the cave. Phelix Phelix had a pan resting on a rock in the middle of the fire, it smelled like meat, that was good Sand was hungry. "Theres plenty in ym bag so eat up ok." Sand nodded and dug into the plate of meat already cooked and sitting next to the fire. The meat tasted kind of funny, but it was still ok. "I have to go, I have one more thing to take care of and then ill be back for good, just you and me." Sand nodded again as Phelix left, then he saw it. A pike with a head on it, right behind where Phelix was sitting, blocking it from view. Mr. Merceth. Phelix didnt do that did he? There was only one way to find out. And Phelix didnt realize Sand saw where he hid his gear.
He wandered the Plaguelands not paying attention to his surroundings, then ahead he heard the voices, Scarlets. Well a few minutes of entertainment wouldnt hurt, plus it might clear his head some, he still didnt know why everyone knew him. He was going to find out though. He ran straight up the road devestating the ranks of Scarlets that got in his way laughing the whole way. The road ended in a portcullis, he paused as he passed through. This area looks familiar, but why. There was a graveyard not too far away, as he stepped past the gate he realized he had been here before, but when. Looking at the head stones he came upon a pillar shaped one, large cracks ran up and down the stone, and the nameplate... it was his name on there.....
The memories came back in a tidal wave of emotions, talks with Rray sitting on the lake outside of Brill. The marraige to Elle on the steps of the masoleum, kicking Bllyths ass repeatedly, immediately followed by a beating from Kasshaun to remind him there was always someone stronger, or faster out there. His reminiscing was cut short by the sound of a twig snapping behind him. "Goodbye Gnollbane." The Elf standing behind him sent a flash of light at him. His world turned white, his entire body was agony, then instinct took over. As his knees began to buckle he screamed and starightned himself, the pain was unbearable but that could be endured. HE screamed again unseathing his sword, a spot in the middle of the withe turned darker, a murky outline of an Elf appeared, he had to act fast. Raising his sword above his head with both hands he swung, hard. The pain receded and vision slowly returned, at his feet lay a head, the eyes frozen open in shock. "NO! PHELIX!" the scream came from behind him, but before he could turn his wolrd ended. He fell to the ground a dagger protruding from the base of his skull, footsteps accompinied by the sound of crying retreated into the distance.
(I suck at writing stories, i know but i figured its better than leaving you guys with nothing)
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