Hello everyone! Last week we did the first part of Arthas’s
storyline in which we talked about the start of his relationship with Jaina, the training he
received from Muradin Bronzebeard and the horrible event with his horse invicible that would scar him
for life. Yet despite that tragedy, life goes on even with these terrible losses so lets dive right into it
and see what else the prince has done...
Summer was full in blaze and prince Arthas and his entourage, they'd made their way through stormwind
towards the cathedral of light. Today’s the day the prince had been looking forward
to all his life, the day he would become a member of the order of the silver hand. Yet
he felt a nagging sense that he didn’t deserve the honor that was about the be bestowed upon
him and in a rare moment, Arthas had spoken of his feelings to Uther the Lightbringer.
This reply both startled and comforted the prince as he went through the ritual, was
accepted by the light and became an official paladin amongst the order of the silver hand.
Varian Wrynn, Jaina Proudmoore, all those gathered applauded him and congratulated him. He was now nineteen years old
and he didn’t feell like simply lingering in the palace of Lordaeron or do boring state
visits. He wanted to domething fun, something that his position, his abilities would
earn him and he knew exactly what he wanted that something to be...
Within Dalaran, Jaina Proudmoore had become quite good at her craft and she was even chosen
to become the apprantice of Archmage Antonidas. The high elf prince Kael’thas Sunstrider
was very interested in the young mage and he openly courted her. He had even invited
her to come and visit him in Quel’thelas, but unfortenatly for the prince, Jaina found
Kael’thas to be more intimidating than someone she could actually fall for. She felt no such intimidation
when her long time friend made a suprise visit. Remember that Dalaran didn’t usually allow
strangers to come in, but the prince had been able to convince them that he was going use his time
there to study more about their history, the nature of magic and other things that a king needed
to know about. In truth though, he was actually there because he wanted to see Jaina and studying was just extra.
Arthas approached Jaina one day with two sadled horses to go out for a nice picnic together on a
beautiful day and at first Jaina tried to tell him that she needed to study, that she didn’t
have time for stuff like this. but Arthas was able to change her mind. Jaina: “You'll’’ be a magnificent
king one day, she said teasingly, No one can seem to deny you anything”. He laughed and
together they rode out, shared a simple but delicious picnic and fell asleep in the heat
of the day. When Jaina woke up she didn’t see Arthas anywhere around her and her mind
quickly shot to the threats surrounding them. There were still orcs on the loose yet a mountain
cat or bear could just as easily take care of them. She want over the spells she’d
learned in her mind until the attack came ...sudden and silent...
A thump against the back of her neck and cold wetness was the first and only clue she had.
Arthas had gone out to collect some snowballs from the mountains to have the snowball fight
he’d dreamed off ever since they were young. Laughing, cold and wet he hugged her and told
her that he knew it all those years ago. He knew she would be a girl to have fun with.
Someone who wouldn’t mind going for a swim on a hot summer day or getting a snowball in the face.
From that moment on, the young lovers would steal moments here and there to sneak a kiss or
a hug since openly loving eachother that would just feed the rumor mill. As Jaina came back
from practicing her fire spells one day, Arthas was waiting for her and he dragged her into
the shadows for a loving embrace. What they didn’t know was that Kael’thas had followed
Jaina to bring back a tome that she had dropped on the floor and as he caught them in their act, he was
furious. Anger and outrage fairly crackled around the mage. He was powerfull and Arthas
knew that if it came to it, he wouldn’t stand a chance. Kael’thas kept his composure though and with clenched fists he hissed
Kael’thas kept his word and their relationship continieud. Although there had been no public
announcement, they both knew that their parents had spoken with one another and that there was
an agreement to let the courtship continieu. So it was that Arthas, already beloved by his
people, was send on more and more diplomatic matters while Jaina was usually chosen to
deliver messages from Dalaran to the capital city. Holidays and special celebrations were
also cherished moments where they could be together so Arthas traveled to Jaina for
the midsummer festival as she joined him during the celeberation of Hallow’s end. It’s
tradition during this time to burn the wickerman and burn away anything you do not wish to
take with you into the quiet, deep reflection time provided by winter’s enforced inactivity.
As a special surprise Arthas introduced Jaina to his countrymen and asked her to give them
all a show. Fire itself spawned from her hands instantly setting the wickerman ablaze and
the crowd cheered. Arthas leaned in close and whispered that she did a spectacular job,
so good in fact that they’ll demand her to come back each year to light the wickerman again. She turned to look at him and asked
They joined the celebration until Arthas lead
Jaina back to his quarters . They kissed and Jaina whispered: “Are we ready for this?”
I am if you are he whispered back. There had been other oppertunities for Arthas to share
this moment with someone. There was Taretha for example, as he went to inspect the orcish Gladiator
Thrall at the interment camp, she was send by Blackmoore to make the prince feel at
home, yet he had declined her and and she had not been the first either.
But Jaina was special and he was ready to bring this girls the rest of the way into
his heart. Under the light of the wickerman they shared their love, and later when the
wicker man had finally burned out Jaina told the prince that no one seemed to be able to deny him anything, least of all her.
The two young lovers continieud their relationship and during the Feast of Winter Veil it became
clear that to the family, Jaina was becoming more and more than just the daughter of the ruler of
Kul Tiras. Arthas thought to himself that it was only the logical next step, yet the
thought of it all made him feel uneasy. When Jaina jokingly told him that their children
will almost certainly be blond, the bomb inside exploded. He didn’t feel ready for this, was affraid
that he would ruin it all. What if he would become a bad husband or a bad king – what if –
and with those thoughts racing through his mind, he came to the conclussion that
he wasn’t ready yet. Not ready for children, not ready for the weight of the crown, the relationship
with Jaina. He tried to explain that he wasn't ready
and of course she was hurt, she had even asked him if they were ready
for this on the night that they came together, but she took a deep breath and she steadied herself.
It was alright, she honestly didn’t understand it, but it would be allright eventually. They
attended the ball together despite how awquard and painful it felt. Attending a ball together after just breaking up, that must have been horrible. The prince looked out
at the blanket of white snow and the moon – silvered lake, and he wondered to himself why everything bad seemed to happen during winter.
Breaking up with Jaina would soon be the least of his worries since this brings us close
to the events of Warcraft 3. That story I’ll save for next week, the events of Warcraft 3, but before we leave for today, we
do need to talk about Ner’zhul and Kel’thuzad. Remember that the orcish shaman Ner’zhul, he
ended up in front of Kil’jaeden where he was tortured for a while until Kil’jaeden
came up with a new plan and purpose. The orcs' failure to conquer the world for the Burning
Legion, it forced Kil'jaeden to create a new army to sow chaos throughout the kingdoms of Azeroth.
This new army could not be allowed to fall prey to the same petty rivalries and infighting
that had plagued the Horde. It would have to be merciless and single-minded in its mission.
This time, Kil'jaeden could not afford to fail.
Holding Ner'zhul's spirit helpless in stasis, Kil'jaeden gave him one last chance to serve
the Legion or suffer eternal torment. Once again, Ner'zhul recklessly agreed to the demon's
pact. His spirit was placed within a specially crafted block of diamond-hard
ice gathered from the far reaches of the Twisting Nether. Encased within the frozen cask, Ner'zhul
felt his consciousness expand ten thousand-fold. Warped by the demon's chaotic powers, Ner'zhul
became a spectral being of unfathomable power. At that moment, the orc known as Ner'zhul
was shattered forever, and the Lich King was born. Kil'jaeden then cast Ner'zhul's icy cask
back into the world of Azeroth. The hardened crystal streaked across the night sky and
smashed into the desolate arctic continent of Northrend, burying itself deep within the
Icecrown glacier. The frozen crystal, warped and scarred by its violent descent, came to
resemble a throne, and Ner'zhul's vengeful spirit soon stirred within it linked to the
armor, the blade Frostmourne and the helm of domination. From the frozen throne, Ner’zhul
began to experiment with his new found powers. He was able to touch the minds of Northrend’s
inhabitants and he was able to enslave them. He was able to cast a plague of undeath which did not
only kill, but also converted the fallen into undead servants. For months he gathered forces,
yet his conquest did not go unchallenged. The Nerubians were immune to his mind control
and even to his plague, yet there were other means of converting them. The War of the Spider
errupted with the aid of the dreadlords and Ner’zhul’s undead warriors, the Lich King
invaded Azjol- Nerub and brought the temple crashing down upon the spider lord’s heads.
Anub'arak: I once ruled Azjol'Nerub
Then...came a war I could not win.
I was FORCED into servitude!
Though the nerubians were immune to his plague, Ner'zhul's growing necromantic powers allowed
him to raise the spider-warriors' corpses and bend them to his will. As a testament
to their tenacity and fearlessness, Ner'zhul adopted the nerubians' distinctive architectural
style for his own fortresses and structures. Left to rule his kingdom unopposed, the Lich
King began preparing for his true mission in the world. Reaching out into the human
lands with his vast consciousness, the Lich King called out to any dark soul that would
listen and Archmage Kel’thuzad was one of them willing to embrace the whispers.
Kel'Thuzad says: I was cast out by my comrades, exiled. Forced to wander the Frozen Wastes.
But I was not alone, not entirely. The voice, now my only companion guided me to my destination,
strange, nightmarish creatures awaited me at the entrance, I felt my blood run cold,
as cold as Icecrown itself. Inside I bore witness to horrific acts, demonstrations of
power. Power that could be mine for the asking. Terrified I ran, but did not get far, all
too soon my choice was made. Too late did I realize that such power does not come without
a price. Ner’zhul convinced him to come to Northrend
and even though the ingame book Kel’thuzad and the forming of the scourge claims that
Kel’thuzad gave himself up willingly, his short story tells a different tale. As the
fallen Nerubian King Anub’arak gives Kel’thuzad a tour of Naxxramas, the mage begins to doubt.
The things that are shown to him were terrifiying and sickening. There was a demonstration of
the plague where a human woman and a human man were locked inside a cage. The female was sick,
she begged Kel’thuzad to show mercy, to burn her body and end her missery, but Kel’thuzad
simply looked away and whispered to Anub’arak to make her be quiet. In response, Anub’arak
pierced her heart and dropped the corpse on the floor causing the man to howl with anguish,
but that was just the start. The female rose as an undead servant, told her husband
to get away from her, that she would hurt him, she pushed him away causing him to fly
against the cell bars and slid down. She was unable to control herself as the transformation
was completed and she leaped at her husband, lashing out, baring her teeth-
The man screamed, and blood spurted onto the cell floor. Kel’Thuzad flinched away. Closing
his eyes didn’t help; he could still hear unspeakable sounds. Ripping, shredding. Chewing.
A soft, wretched mewling that he very much feared meant the undead woman was aware of
her actions on some level, but unable to stop herself.
Sickened and horrified, he teleported out of Naxxramas altogether, staggered a little
distance away, and threw up. Finding a patch of unsullied snow, he scooped up handfuls
and scrubbed viciously at his mouth and face. It felt as if he would never be clean again.
What had he gotten himself involved in? There was no escape though as Kel’thuzad
was escorted back infront of Ner’zhul who explained to him that his powers were beyond
comprehension, that he could read Kel’thuzad’s mind as if he was reading a book. No schemes
or future plans of overthrowing the lich king would ever be accomplished and not even death
is a certainty when dealing with the Lich King. Serving this spectral being--the Lich
King, as Kel’Thuzad was beginning to think of him--would assuredly bring Kel’Thuzad
great power… and damn him for all eternity. But that knowledge came far too late. Besides,
damnation had little meaning without the prospect of true death.
“I am yours. I swear it,” he said hoarsely. and Kel’thuzad pledged his loyalty to the
Lich King. He worked on using his connections, his fortune, the power of illusion, persuasion,
sickness and force to spread the plague acros the lands of Lordaeron and establish
the Lich King’s hold upon Azeroth.
Which brings us to the end of part 2 and next
week we’ll talk about the events of Warcraft 3 where young prince Arthas would face impossible
choices and eventually find himself on the road of damnation. That how ever I’ll save
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