The Netherdrakes
Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2011 9:44 am
I was sitting in The Broken Tusk having a drink with my friend Flory. She was tellin me about her time in the Outlands when she started to talk about creatures i've never heard of. She said that they were blake dragons whose eggs had been exsposed to raw nether energies. I asked her if she had one, since she had said that they could be obtained as mounts. She said yes, we walked outside and she called her mount to her. it was the most amazing thing i had ever seen, its wings were transparent and trailing lines of vaporized air, and it had crystals of condensed energy growing out along its spine. I thought about my puny armouren wryvern and wanted a netherdrake desperatly. She said that they were extreemly hard to get and i said i don't care.
Five months later i'm here, on the netherwing ledge. i look down at my hands and no longer see the fine hands of a blood elf but the rough scared hands of a fel orc. i was so close to getting my drake i could taste it. i had just finished a quest for the lead fel orc when he walked out of his partially burned down hut and started to perform a ritual of summoning. When he finished none other than Illidan Stormrage himself walked out of the portal. apparently he could see throught the disguise the netherdrakes had given me. he ordered my slow and painfull execution. i was beggining to think i would have to fight my way out when the little goblins who had ben standing by the fire turned into GIGANTIC nether dragons. they picked me up and flew me to Shatterath. there I was given a choice of all the netherdrake verieties. i saw one that i had always wanted, the one Flory had been riding. i wlked up to him, he said his name was Onyxian. he let me mount him. Now i ride on wings of living shadow, ready to swoop down on my enemies and tear them to pieces
(i opologiese in advance for my spelling, i can't spell for crap lol)
Five months later i'm here, on the netherwing ledge. i look down at my hands and no longer see the fine hands of a blood elf but the rough scared hands of a fel orc. i was so close to getting my drake i could taste it. i had just finished a quest for the lead fel orc when he walked out of his partially burned down hut and started to perform a ritual of summoning. When he finished none other than Illidan Stormrage himself walked out of the portal. apparently he could see throught the disguise the netherdrakes had given me. he ordered my slow and painfull execution. i was beggining to think i would have to fight my way out when the little goblins who had ben standing by the fire turned into GIGANTIC nether dragons. they picked me up and flew me to Shatterath. there I was given a choice of all the netherdrake verieties. i saw one that i had always wanted, the one Flory had been riding. i wlked up to him, he said his name was Onyxian. he let me mount him. Now i ride on wings of living shadow, ready to swoop down on my enemies and tear them to pieces
(i opologiese in advance for my spelling, i can't spell for crap lol)