HDE Present Times, Moving On

After finishing all my tasks that were set for me in Sunstrider Isle, I head out to the Ghostlands, where I meet our newest allies, the Undead Forsaken, as strange and disgusting as they are appearance-wise, they to are consumed with vengence.

they also know what it is like being cast out by their own people, just because they were used by evil forces.

The Ghostlands is full of such wonderous sights, not only lush forests, but lately the destruction of the Scarred Vale appeals to me just as much,

As I write this I am preparing to go out and accomplish tasks set for me by the inhabitants of Tranquillen, I also got a new demon to command, a Void walker, he isnt much to look at, but his ability to keep enemies off of me is something very useful.

HDE Present, Sunstrider Isle

To Start my Warlock training i head to Sunstrider Isle the place where all the blood elf trainee’s go now, 

I felt bored mostly, most of it felt like stuff I had done before, but what I did like was when I summoned my first demon, an Imp, nasty little guy, he seemed irritated that he had to follow my commands, this made me happy,

I like my fellow blood elves have felt the thirst for arcane energies, though I have managed to resist becoming one of the wretched , which is good after fighting them I have no desire to join them,

tapping into the fel energies of my demons I am able to maintain control over my addiction, though some say this brings with its own burdens, they say that as we warlocks continue to feed off of the fel energy from our demons we become more like them,

Demons are powerful, why should we not want to be more like them? only through power can we hope to have our revenge, 

Back to my training, as I learned more and more abilities I decided it was time to pick up a new profession as I talked with other’s I decided to become a tailor using cloth scavenged from my slain enemies I would create items of power for me to wear, using my vanquished foes to further my agenda intrigued me so I decided to also take up skinning, so that I could sell the skins and make some gold.

while shopping around I bumped into Kaustic who was the Guild Master of a newly formed but fast growing guild, Alea Iacta Est. according to him these words meant “The Die is Cast” in some ancient dead language, intrigued I asked if I could join, it wasn’t long before I met other members of AIE, a fine group of people(I use the term loosely since I know not how Taurens and Orc’s will react to being called ‘people’)

With a powerful guild backing me and my professions chosen i decided it was time to go back into the wild and continue increasing my power

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HDE Past Lives, Deciding Fate

I wake up a few days later a concerned soldier is checking to see if i still live,

I’m covered in a black substance that kind of burns the beast dead beside me and my knife protruding from its neck.

My mind is filled with strange images, some terrifying some serene

“Are you alright little girl?”

“Yeah.. I’m fine, i think”

I don’t think I will ever be a little girl ever again

over the next few weeks I am plagued by my memories of my sister and strange dreams of another realm, The Twisting Nether, I don’t know how i know these words. I just do.

The war has all but ended, the scourge although still a threat in some areas is no longer our biggest concern, the magical energies that once sustained us have been cut off, many have fallen ill, though the youngest and the fittest appear to be able to survive this illness we hope to hear from Prince Kael soon.

Meanwhile I have spent time with a dying elder who as it turns out was a warlock and a powerful one at that, he told me he sensed that i had powerful magic locked away, he told me to speak with Alamma to start my training in the ways of the demon.

it made sense to me, use the demons to have my vengeance against their masters and those who destroyed our race.

HDE Past Lives, Life Changes

During the Last days of the war I remember what to this day drives me to seek vengeance for my people

My Parents had been killed in the first few days of the war, I don’t remember them much, maybe i was to young, I was raised by my older sister, Calinda she was a powerful Sorceress or so I tell myself,

The attack came so swiftly they overran our sentries and were in the village within minutes, the screams woke us, My sister pushed me into the cellar to hide while she prepared herself,

not wanting to hide like a scared child i armed myself with a small knife and creeped up the stairs, what i saw I will remember till the day i die, my sister surronded by ghouls and skeletons, a swift fire nova made them back off, and a few frost bolts finished them off. Her courage in the face off the odds brought tears to my face.

the next few minutes bought different kinds of tears to my face

a horrible and terrifying presence was felt and through the door walked what i know know to be a felhound then all i knew was it pounced at my sister and it seemed to drain her of all her arcane energies, leaving her vunerable to its tearing claws she attempted to block it with her staff but i guess she wasn’t strong enough.

through tears filled with anger and grief i watched her fall to the ground her lifeless eyes showed that at least her death was a quick one.

at that point my vision went red with anger, i charged the demon knife in hand.

HDE Past Lives, the Beginnings

As with all stories of great events and great heroes, this one starts with a war,

The Third Great War as its been known, The burning Legion returned to once more destroy all life on Azeroth created by the Titan Sargeras and now controlled by his lieutenants the Demon Lords, apart of the plan was the creation of the undead Scourge by the Lich King Ner’Zhul

The attacks on my village while not as intense as the ones on Quel’Thalas

they were still enough to leave a lot of us dead and injured.

I had no part in this war, i was not yet old enough to help

War has a way of making us all old.

Welcome to HDE

This is my tale of my Adventures in Azeroth as a Blood Elf Warlock.

Vengeance for the sin’dorei!