Hello everyone! Last week we talked about the story of Ner’zhul from him being deceived
by Kil’jaeden all the way to the moment where Ner’zhul was tortured and given a
new purpose BY Kil’jaeden. This week we’re going to go back in time a few years before
that moment and we're going to talk about the story of Arthas for these two characters would soon become
very much connected. Let’s begin shall we?
The moment young prince Arthas is introduced into the story line, he’s at the age of nine
helping out at the Balnir Farmstead. Jorum Balnir and his son jarim they're guiding one of
their horses called Brightmane as she’s giving birth and the prince was right there
to witness this miracle. You might say that sitting on the ground trying to soothe a horse
as she’s giving birth, that is no place for royalty, but Arthas liked to spend his time amongst
the commen people, something that made him beloved by all and his father allowed it.
As Brightmane’s son came into the world, Arthas locked eyes and he immediatly felt
a connection. As disgusting as the miracle of birth had been, this very moment was pretty
miracilous indeed. Just a few moments later, a horse rode up
to the farm. Uther the Lightbringer had come to bring Arthas back to the palace. A rider
from Southshore had brought ill news. Stormwind, at this time, it had fallen to the might of the
first orcish horde and the survivers had come to Lordaeron to seek help. Anduin Lothar,
champion of Stormwind, together with the mage Khadgar and even prince Varian who had survived the slaughter,
they had made their way to the capital city to discuss what to do next. Arthas wasn’t
allowed in on this meeting, but that didn’t prevent the prince from hiding away on one
of the balconys and listening in. Anduin Lothar told all present what had happened, that the orcs
were a real threat the world and that they had to unite. King Terenas showed compassion to young
prince Varian and he agreed that they should gather the nobles and make their plans.
After the meeting, Terenas left Varian in Arthas’s care and Arthas had a very hard time
trying to think of something to say. What do you say to someone who’s father was murdered
by a friend so the one thing that came to mind was telling Varian about the foal he’d
seen born today. Emotions flitted across Varian’s face, offense, disbelief, gratitude, yearning,
understanding. Suddenly the brown eyes filled with tears
and Varian Wrynn cried. Harsh, racking sounds of mourning for a father, a kingdom, a way of
life that he hadn’t been able to grieve until this moment. “I hate winter” Varian sobbed”.
As the Alliance of Lordaeron formed together to fight against the Horde, Arthas grew closer
to Varian and he found out that Varian was already a skilled fighter while Arthas simply
sucked. He was frustrated about this fact, thinking that his new friend and the situation with
the orcs would be a good enough reason to start training seriously, but instead the exact opposite
happened. Any and all that could wield a sword were summoned to rise up and defend the land
so Arthas’s training was put on hold, while the Alliance of Lordaeron managed to defeat
the Horde and even capture their leader Orgrim Doomhammer. Doomhammer was brought to the
capital city to be placed as a prisoner within the undercity, but he managed to break out
only to be captured again. This time they decided to place him within one of the interment
camps, these camps created to hold the orcs that surrendered after the first Horde was defeated. The humans thought that this
was a more humane alternative instead of outright executing the orcs, yet Doomhammer would not
be caged and he broke out again. Two years later, the dark portal re-opent and the orcs returned
for their second invasion this time not to take the planet. This time they came to collect those powerful artifacts.
Two years and Arthas underwent a growth spurt. At the age of eleven he was a proper young
man, yet his father still sheltered him and no real training was given.
One day Arthas found himself in the armory where he and Varian they had sparred together with wooden
training swords when they were young. He picked up one of the swords and he advanced on one of the old suits
of armor, imagining it was one of the foul orcs that dared to enter their lands..
...the sword seemed to take on a life of its own and it flew across the room.
Standing there was the dwarven ambassador Muradin Bronzebeard who had just witnessed
the future king of Lordaeron pretending to fight orcs and throw his sword clear across
the room. The dwarf was as embarresed as Arthas was so he asked the prince where he could
find his father and quickly left him behind. Arthas had never been more embarrased in his
life, he didn’t even bother to put away the wooden sword. This encounter however, it did show Muradin
that Arthas was in desperate need of training and after discussing it with king Terenas,
Muradin told the prince that HE would become his teacher and he would teach Arthas all that he
knew, but if at any time he would feel like he was wasting his time, like Arthas wasn't doing
his best, the training would be over. Arthas couldn’t believe that he would be trained
by a dwarf, and not any dwarf, someone like Muradin. He was very exited to begin, but
before they could get to training, his attention was drawn by a young girl who had showed up
as a guest. Young Jaina Proudmoore was on her way to Dalaran to study the arts of magic
and the moment he saw her, Arthas knew that this girl was something special. She looked
like she could be a great friend, someone to have fun with, a girl who didn’t mind
going for a swim on a hot day or being hit by a snowball in the face. He was excited
to get to know her, but when he looked over at his father and Uther, he recognised the
look and knew that he would probably not even have the time to see her again before she
left. His training with Muradin also began and it was as rigorous and demaning as the dwarf
had warned. Uther and Terenas also decided it was time that the prince’s training was
stepped up in other areas. His schedule became very tight. He would rise before dawn, grab a quick breakfast and go on an
early ride with Muradin. The ride would end in a hike always leaving the prince winded.
Back home, a quick bath, lessons in history, mathematics and calligraphy. A midday meal,
then it was all afternoon in the chapel praying, medititating and discussing the nature of
paladins and the rigorous disciplines they must observe. Dinner followed and then Arthas
stumbled into bed to sleep the dreamless sleep of the utterly excausted. As he feared, there
was little time to get to know Jaina Proudmoore, so the prince came up with a brilliant idea. He suggested
to his father to escort Miss Proudmoore to Dalaran himself. His father was really pleased
to see his son step up to his responsibilities, Jaina was also very happy and Arthas got a chance
to get out of his duties and spend some time with Jaina..This way everyone was happy.
On their way to Dalaran, Arthas and Jaina decided to sneak away as their guards were
asleep and they checked out one of the interment camps where they held the orcs. When they
got close, Arthas saw nothing but monsters in the orcs, yet Jaina thought they looked sad. She also
noticed that they had children and she wondered if they truly belonged in the camps. Arthas
snorted and told her that they were killers, who knew what they would do once they were
released. Jaina sighed softly and they sneaked back to their camp to continieu the journey
in the morning and finally reach Dalaran. Jaina was very excited to begin her studies,
she felt the luckiest girl in the world, but Arthas had no affinity for magic so he didn’t
feel at home. Outsiders weren’t usually welcome in the first place which Jaina
thought was a shame since she thought that it would be very nice to see Arthas again. As she spoke those words, she blushed
and for a moment, Arthas forgot about the intimidation the city and he heartily
agreed that it would be very nice to see Jaina Proudmoore again. Very nice indeed...
For three years Jaina did her thing in Dalaran while Arthas focused on his own studies and
training. At the age of fourteen he was finally able to overcome his trainer and defeat Muradin. All the while the
training had been brutal, he had stubbornly refused any offers of healing, insisting that
the pain was part of the process. And for that stubborn refusal to whine or to quit,
he was rewarded twofold: he learned and learned well, and he won the respect of Muradin Bronzebeard.
How I miss those endless days in Lordaeron, sharpening your skill with this dull blade
Forging you into a weapon meant to withstand the demands of a great destiny.
Heh... You sure put them skills to use, didn't you lad?
Now you might have wondered at the start of the video why I spend so much time talking
about Arthas in the stable. About the moment that the foal was born, but that’s because the birth of that perticular foal would play
a critical roll in the rest of the prince’s life. The horse was destined to belong to Arthas. He knew that from the moment that they locked eyes
and he was not going to be used for riding into battle, that was done by a completely different breed of horse,
no this one would be part of ceremonies and pleasure trips. He had toyed with names
like snowfall or starlight, but in the end he decided to follow the informal tradition of
Lordaeron knights and he gave his steed the name of a quality. Where Uther’s mount was called
steadfast, his father’s Courageous, Arthas had decided to go with invincible.
One afternoon the prince found himself having some free time as his father was away on a
diplomatic mission to Stromgarde and Uther had gone with him. Even with the winter chill
in the air and Atumn’s last glorius days were gone, Invincible and Arthas found themselves
riding down the glades. Snow started falling and the next part is so crucial and described
in such a beautiful way...this is taken from the novel Arthas: Rise of the Lich King:
This moment, unable to save invincible, the vow to do what ever it takes to protect those
that need it, to sacifice what ever for the welfare of others...It changed the prince
and it played a huge part in the choices he made. What those choices are we’ll talk about
next week since I’ve been going on for long enough. Thank you very much for watching everyone,
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