Hello everyone! For this week we’re going to do a story that’s been requested a lot,
almost as much as the lich king’s story...the story of the ashbringer. The weapon that was
a scourge to the scourge, converted into darkness only to be reignited by the light and strike
down frostmourne itself. It has a beautiful story and we're probably going to do it in 2 parts, but I get ahead of myself lets first talk about its origin and its creation
so sit back, relax and I hope you’ll enjoy.
The origin of the Ashbringer goes back to the time of the first orcish horde invasion.
The Alliance of Lordaeron has been able to push back Doomhammer and his forces, all the
way back to the blackrock mountain and there the Horde is ready to make its final stand.
The Alliance of Lordaeron is ready to meet them head on and they’re not alone in
this fight, the paladins of the order of the silver hand are with them and amongst them
is a paladin called Alexandros Mograine. Mograine, in the distance, spots an orcish warlock dealing massive damage
to the troops and he orders soldiers to shoot the warlock down. As they do, the warlock
drops a mysterious artifact full of darkness, the artifact he used to empower his spells.
Mograine reached to pick it up and as he did the darkness took away the flesh around his
hand and his light was unable to heal the wound. Despite its obvious sinister nature,
Mograine decides to keep the artifact and the war against the Horde would be won by
the Alliance.
A few years later, Mograine recieved a visit at his home from High Inquisitor Fairbanks.
With him live his two sons, Renaul and Darion with Darion being the youngest of the two.
Darion nearly didn’t make it when he was born, but his father took him outside and
placed him in the cold water. To his joy and relief his newborn son started to cry, but
when he went back inside to show him to his mother he found out that his wife had not
survived giving birth to their son. From that moment on Darion would always be his fathers
favorite since he had his mothers eyes and losing him would mean losing his beloved wife
all over again, so Darion was a favorite of his father. Renault was often told to keep an eye on his youngest brother, but the
boys didn’t always listen. Once they nearly touched the foul artifact Alexandros had brought
with him from the war,but thankfully nothing bad happened because their father caught them in the act.
Now here we had Fairbanks at their home informing Mograine that a plague was spreading acros
the land. Arthas, Jaina and Uther were already send out by the king to investigate but so
far they had no succes. Mograine had been wanting to discuss something with some of
the other members of the silver hand so they met up in southshore to discuss the artifact.
You see, Mograine always believed that without light there can’t be darkness, light and
shadow are two parts of the same coin and he believed that they could forge this artifact
into a weapon of rightousness. His fellow men did not believe his conviction and they
tried to destroy the orb with the holy light, but instead of destroying it...the artifact
absorbed the light. More and more light they cast upon the orb until no trace of shadow
remained and the artifact was turned from darkness into light. Mograine picked it up
and as a miracle not only his hand, but his entire soul was cleansed and healed.
Mograine had been right about the artifact and the situation with the plague has become worse. Lord Commander
Dathrohan showed up to inform them all that prince Arthas had made the terrible descision
to purge stratholme, removed the paladins of the silver hand from service and has set sail to the lands of Northrend.
Officialy they were not allowed to do anything, but still, Dathrohan told Mograine to take the artifact and go to Ironforge.
There the finest crafters in the world, the dwarves, would be able to take the artifact, forge it into a weapon and they could use it against the Scourge.
They met up with King Magni Bronzebeard once they arived at Ironforge and Magni was in
a foul mood. He had been informed that his brother Muradin Bronzebeard had been killed
by the treacherous prince Arthas. He was grieving and hurting, but he accepted the job of crafting
the weapon. There are those that believe that master dwarven blacksmiths possess the ability
to impart emotions into the blades they shape. As Magni stood before the orb, thinking of
the brother he would never see again, he harnessed all of his rage, his fury, his desire for
vengeance. He called upon it, willed it all into being and with a massive warcry that
echoed in the vastness of the great forge he brought the hammer down. Again, and again
and again until finally he had crafted the finest weapon ever created by his hands. He
passed on the weapon to Mograine hoping that it was not too late because in the mean time
Arthas had made his way home and murderd his own father.
With great haste Mograine and Fairbanks rode back home since Mograine feared that something
might have happened to his sons, but thankfully they were smart enough to move to Hearthglen.
As Mograine stepped outside his home a small band of scourge emerged from the woods. In
an instant they met with this new mighty blade infused by magni’s emotions and the light
itself and in an instant the battle was over. The blade felt as much a part of Mograine
as the blood that ran through his veins. A beautifull lethal creation that left nothing
but charred bone in its wake. From that moment on the weapon would be known as the Ashbringer
and together with its wielder it did just that... turn thousands upon thousands of scourge
into nothing but ash...
That’s how the Ashbringer came to be and for a time Alexandros and the blade were the
scourge against the scourge. The Burning Legion would eventually be defeated at mount hiyal,
but the threat of the undead was not so easily vanquished and even the mightiest heroes can
fall. One day Alexandros, Dathrohan and several
others they made their way into stratholme to cleanse it of the undead, but the undead
were waiting for them. In the struggle, Dathrohan was seperated from his comrades and fell right
into the hands of the Dreadlord Balnazzar. Balnazzar did not just kill Dathrohan, ow no...
He infiltrated his body and soul and maskt himself to infiltrate the order and
manipulate it from within. He set to work upon corrupting Renault Mograine, turning
him against his father and his brother. There was already a rift since his father favored
Darion and Balnazar prayed upon that darkness within Renaults soul convincing him to betray
his father in exchange for great power and prestige.
Renault convinced his father that Darion had been kidnapped by the undead and taken to
Stratholme. With all haste Alexandros and Fairbanks rode to stratholme right into a
trap. Countless undead were waiting for them there and while Fairbanks simply fell under
their numbers, Mograine kept slicing them down until countless turned into only a few
and even those few fell before the Ashbringer. the battle had been endless, Mograine was
tired and he had dropped his weapon. This was the oppertunity his son had been waiting
for as Renault appeared, picked up his fathers blade and stabbed him in the back. Alexandros
was betrayed by his own son and even worse, this plan was created by Balnazar and Kel’thuzad
since Kel’thuzad knew that Alexandros was a great enemy to the scourge...but he could
become an even greater ally. He took the body back to Naxxramas and started to torture him
until nothing remained of the once righteous paladin. All that remained was the death knight
Mograine now, one of the four horseman wielding the corrupted Ashbringer.
In the meantime the order was not doing so well. They found out about Alexandros death,
Fairbanks had actually survived the trap at Stratholme, but as he tried to expose Renault for the betrayer that he was,
he was placed in chains. Balnazar disguised as their leader was still covering for renault,
corrupting from within and while some wanted to recruit help from different races against
the scourge, others believed that their organisation should remain pure. In light of this the order
split up where as the Scarlet Crusade recieved Renault Mograin as their first commander while
others formed the organisation known as the Argent Dawn which Darion Mograine joined.
Darion up to this point only knew that his father had died and he didn’t believe that
Fairbanks words were true. One day he met with a troll called Zabra Hexx who had earlier
taken up residence within the scarlet monastery and from its books he had found his faith
in the light. Alexandros Mograine had made a connection with the troll, spared his life
and Zabra could still feel their connection. He knew that Darion’s father was still alive
and he had dreamed of a floating fortress above a burning city. It seemed like madness,
but if his father was still alive then Darion had to try and save him. From within the argent
dawn he recruited volunteers to join him into Naxxramas on what could surely be a suicide
mission, but despite all odds and a few casualties along the way...Darion manages to reach the
four horseman and take out his own father.
This act stopped his fathers physical form, but his spirit was bound to the corrupted
blade and would know no rest. From the weapon his father whisperd to Darion to get out of
Naxxramas as fas as he could and take the sword to the scarlet monastery. Darion’s
brother Renault still lead the scarlet crusade and his father had a lust for vengeance. When
Renault struck out against Darion, called him a traitor and was prepaired to sever the
final ties to his former life, from the blade rose the spirit of Alexandros Mograine. Renault
couldn’t believe his eyes, begged his father to forgive him and with a quick slice his
father ended his life and told him that he was forgiven.
The youngest of the mograine family couldnt believe what had happened to his father, but
the scourge was still gathering more and more forces and they were getting ready to assault
lights hope chappel. In a dream Darion talked with Fairbanks since Fairbank had already
lost his life within the monastery and they were talking about finding some way to redeem
his fathers soul. Darion was not ready to give up on his father quite yet and Fairbanks told
him to seek out the exiled Tirion Fordring. I’ll dedicate a video to Tirion in the future,
short version is that in the past Tirion was a member of the knights of the silver hand
but his honor compelled him to protect an orc named Eitrig. This act caused him to lose
his titles, land and they even tried to take away his light but Tirion found out that no
one can take away your conviction in the light. He has spend years in exile watching from
a distance as his son Taelen grew up and now Darion is told to go and talk with this exiled Paladin.
At first Tirion has no desire to listen to Darion, but he changes his mind when Darion
tells him that his fathers soul is at stake. The entire tale seems disturbing and unbelievable,
but Tirion can sense that a soul is trapped within the blade and tells Darion that if
there’s anything that might undo the corruption, then it would be an act of love greater than
the act of evil that corrupted the sword. Such an act is often the ultimate test of
faith. With this knowledge in mind Darion makes his way back to the Argent Dawn, but
before he leaves he asks Tirion to come back. He was once a vessel of the light with faith,
wisdom, valor, honor. Tirion was once a paladin and an inspiration, he could be a hero once
more but the decision is for Tirion to make.
Once Darion arives at lights hope he finds out that a massive scourge army is making
its way to the chappel. Beneath it the order has relocated 1000 of the bravest souls, warriors,
priests, paladins, champions of battles long past, they were all moved beneath the chappel
to keep them away from the scourge, to keep them away from being turned into their enemy.
Kel’thuzad and the scourge know this, that’s exactly why they want to take the chappel
and the Argent Dawn gets ready to lay down their lives to defend this holy place.
In the distance they see them coming, hunderds, thousands, uncountable abominations of the
scourge marching upon their little army. The light, their faith, it is with them but against
these numbers it’s simply not enough. Those that fall are turned into the undead and not even the arival of Tirion Fordring himself
can stem the tide of battle and Darion realises what he must do.
A strong act of love, the ultimate test of faith. A greater act of love then the evil that corrupted the blade.
Darion takes the corrupted Ashbringer and he stabs himself with the blade. His soul in exchange for that of his father and in
response the heavens themselves open up. A reckoning of a thousand vengeful souls, the
light itself it crashes down upon the scourge army decemating them within seconds. As Darion
falls down on his knees he can feel darkness closing in. His actions have saved the day,
but in the end Kel’thuzad has not lost everything just yet. He claims the youngest mograine
as his new death knight, wielder of the corrupted ashbringer.
Darion has set his father free and in exchange he himself has become an agent of the lich king...
an agent of the scourge
This brings us to the end of part 1 for the story of the ashbringer and next week we’ll
continieu since the blade still has a big part to play within the story. Not only was
the corrupted ashbringer in the game once with its own special event, those that have
created a death knight before already know that light and darkness are not set in stone.
However I’ll save story for next week since I’ve been going on for long enough. Thank
you very much for watching everyone, I really hope you enjoy the story so far, I'm very exited that we're finally doing the story of the Ashbringer.
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