I was in one of the last lines of defence, i had to watch all the other fall before myself, every time one of my comrads fell, it gave me a new vision as to how i would die. It finally came to us, the wave of death with Arthas at its crest, ready to crash down upon us and wash us away without a thought. I fought hard and long, knowing that i would not live, i only wanted for my family to escape. As I struck one of the bloated monstrosites through the chest i saw the reason i was fighting die. My sweet Nilthana, so warm and full of life, was aproaching me, her chest ripped open, i could see her heart, sitting in the empty cavity, still, cold, and silent. She leved cold eyes at me, eyes that were the same blue green as before, but now stared unseeing, as if gazing at the next plane beyond our own. She raised her bow, passed down in her family for thirteen generations, knocked an arrow, fleched with red dragonhawk feathers that we had gathered together. When she released her arrow, it did not pierce my heart, for my heart had vanished the moment i had looked into her unseeing eyes.
I awoke in this place, i was trained in this place, i broke free in this place. I now look over the destruction i caused, all in the name of the MONSTROSITY that made me into what i am now. I now see through the unseeing, and it is not the plane beyond i see, but my own for what it truely is. A place of cruelty and hate, of anger and lies. I see that it is hopeless to change it, but i feel i have to try, For Nilthana
Hey guys, this is my first roleplaying story, it follows the Travels of my Deathknight Highdeath, if you guys have any suggestions for where he should go from the newly reclaimed Archurus pls let me know, and pls pardon my spelling, i truely am awful at it
