Storys of Warcraft II 

1-A Brief history of the Fall of Azeroth :
(as told by the Matriarch of Tirisfall)
 

My name is Aegwyn, and for over one thousand years I have wandered the realms of this
world and endeavored to safeguard the people of its lands against the ethereal powers of the
Great Dark Beyond. I have seen mighty kingdoms rise and fall. I have witnessed the deeds of
high nobility and the lowliest of rabble both conspire to define the destiny of mankind.

It has been only recently that I have, regrettably, become directly involved in the matters of
men. Fore countless ages it has been the charge of my Order to shelter and protect mortal man
from the mysteries of the Great Dark, and the palpable, heinous evils of the realms beyond.
To battle these dark forces of the Twisting Nether we were given considerable power.
- The Guardian must not interfere with the affairs of men until the time comes when a successor
must be chosen and the mantle of guardianship is passed to another.

Thus did I - Aegwyn , last Guardian of the Order of Tirisfal - judge that my time had come.
Forty-two winters had passed since I first came to the kingdom of Azeroth in search of the
Conjurer Nielas Aran. It was he whom I had chosen to sire the heir of my powers. Nielas was
exceptionally talented in the simple conjurative magiks of men, and I believed that he would
be the perfect mortal father for my child... and so he was ...

I gave birth to a son and named him Medivh - or "Keeper of Secets" in the ancient tongue of the
elves. - in the fall of the year 559 . I transferred all of my knowledge and power into the
infant, locking it deply within him to manifest itself only when he reached physical maturity.
Believing that my work on this world was done and seeing that my son would be cared for by
Nielas' people, I wandered across the fields of time, preparing myself for the passing.

I kept a distant, watchful eye on my son for much of this young life. I was assured that the
deep-seeded altruism of the Tirisfal would guide him in his trials and temper his heart and
mind as to make him worthy of the Guardianship that was, I believed , his destiny.

On the eye of the marking of this thitheenth birthday, the power locked deep inside of my
son awakened. Unable to deal with the raw, cosmic energies surging inside him, Medivh
suffered a massive psychic trauma. He was pacified by the good Clerics of the Northshire.
they removed the youth to their sacred Abbey and for six years tended to his all but comatose body.

Eventually, Medivh awakened from his sleep seemingly in full control of his faculties and powers.
Yet, underneath the confident and almost arrogant facade, I somehow knew that my son had become malevolent and corrupt. The wisdom and power that his birthright had been perverted
by distant forces within the Twisting Nether, altering the Human part of his soul and marking him
with its evil touch forever.

It was not until the first wave of those wretched creatures known as the Orcs thundered through
the dark rift that I realized how incredibly dangerous my son had become ....

With his mastery over the arcane energies incresing almost by the moment, Medivh had set out
to probe the extent of his ability to manipulate the world around him. Delving into the forbidden
arts of Necromancy, Medivh began to unravel the mysteries of life and death. He took to consorting with Deamons from the lower planes, using their powers to augment his own. His hunger for power
became stronger, and with every minor success Medivh fell ever deeper into the dark abyss of madness. He treveled far throughout the astral plane, exploring the infinite secrets of the Great
Dark Beyond. It was then, in the midst of swirling chaotic hallucinations, that Medivh first
encountered a worls beyond his own and captures a glimpse of the aberrant, murderous denizens
of that place.

Here at last, was the tool that Medivh had been searching for ...

Desirous of complete dominion over Azeroth, Medivh used the insights gained from the knowledge
of Tirisfal to strike a bargain with Gul 'dan the Warlock - the mightiest of the rulers
on the dark, red world that haunted Medivh's visions. Communicating through deep trances and
astral projection, Medivh told Gul 'dan agree to do Medivh's bidding.

Medivh agreed to furnish the location of the Tomb of Sargeras to Gul 'dan as well as an entire
world to conquer. In exchange for this gift, Medivh required the total destruction of the only
force he believed capable of contending his ascendancy to power-the gtat Kingsom of AZEROTH .

Thus, in the year 583 , the first of Medivh's unnatural Portals was opened between the world
of Azeroth and the red world of the Orcs. Although the time of my passing had drawn near, I
traveled to Medivh's mystic tower to reason with him and attempt to dissuade him from a path that
would surely lead to his own destruction. The power that was once of Tirisfal Had become so
twisted inside him that my pleas seemed as nothing. I fought with what energy remained in my
weakened bod, but having given all of my powers to him so along ago, I was easily defeated
and banished from his sight.

The arrival of Gul' dan and the Horde War Chief Blackhand heralded a war that tore the realm
of Azeroth asunder for nearly five years. The once rich lands of the kingdom were razed and
left fallow by the merciless Orc armies. And yet, for all of this craft and guile, Medivh did not
survive to see his plans come to fruitition. My son was killed by a bold Azerothien raiding party
who broke into his tower and slew him in the very room where he first made contact with the
minions of the Horde. Even the great War Chief Blackhand was eventually destroyed as his
ultimate victory drew near, betrayed by his servant Orgrim Doomhammer.

The gratest loss to the peoples of Azeroth came when King Llane, their benevolent and just ruler,
was killed as stormwind keep fell under the siege and was overthrown by the Orcish Hordes.
Only the valiant leadership of Anduin Lothar, Knight errant in their decimated homeland with their
lives.

Even with Medivh and his vile magiks gone, the portal continued to channel hundreds of Orcs
into the Human lands every day. With the death of Blackhand, Orgrim was quick to seize control
over the Blackrock clan - the most powerful Orcish force over on Azeroth. While others still vie for
supremacy over the rest of the scattered Orc clans, Gul'dan, the infamous Warlock and chieftain
of the Stormreaver clan, is rumored to be amassing a great navy to find the legendary Tomb of
Sargeras for himself. Rend and Maim, the barbarous sons of blackhand, also have secured a strong
following amongst the Orcs, and hope to wrest ultimate control of the Horde away from the treacherous Doomhammer.

Although other factions grow stronger within the chaotic Horde, it seems certain that all of the
clans will follow Doomhamer's plans to hunt down and destroy the renegade Humans of Azeroth
wherever they choose to run ....
 

The Alliance of Lordaeron:

( this and other storys coming soon ... )