Thursday, January 13, 2005

Chronicles of Magina

For virtue, freedom, human rights, to fall,
Beseems the brave: it is a Saviour's death.
Of heroes only the most pure of all
Thus with their heart's blood tinge the battle-heath.
Anon

Prologue

The story starts with Rylai Crestfall, together with a few other paladins, on a secret mission to recruit ...to be continued..

Chapter 1- Heartache

The Lone Ranger of the Plains gave a long sigh and stretched his arms wide, causing the two recurved blades on his hands to glint sharply in the moonlight. In his mind's eye, he could sense the carnage that just took place, from the fresh craters that bore the unmistakable signature of his nemesis, Kel'Thuzard to the corpses of paladins that littered the Plains. Shaking his head in despair, he put aside his weapons and slowly caressed the face of Rylai. Deep inside, his heart was shattered, just the spirits of other men back at the Sentinel base. However, his eyes betrayed no emotion--for he had none. Born blind, he was instead gifted with extraordinary powers of smell, sense and hearing. "You couldn't have prevented this, even if you wanted to..."offered his companion, Purist Thunderwrath. "Yes I could! If only I arrived earlier to relieve them from the ambush. She needn't have died..."His heart ached even more as he saw Rylai, the Crystal Maiden, putting up a fierce fight with her paladin companions even though she was terribly outnumbered by the Scourge undead. Although well versed in the arts of Frost magic, ( she had an unparalleled talent in this aspect, having mastered the notoriously hard to master Freezing Field technique at the tender age of 17.) she was still no match for Kel' Thuzard, the Lich King. The fresh craters testified to the ferocity of the battle. He saw her being struck down by frost nova after frost nova from the Lich, defenseless as ghouls moved in to claim her. Suddenly, his fists clenched, and his resolve hardened. "The dead do not lie in vain." Magina said as he picked up his blades, inscribed with mysterious elven runes. With a straight look on his face, he set off in the direction of the desolated plains that marked start of Scourge territory. "Where do you think you are going! Throwing your life away won't help matters!" Thunderwrath boomed, but his advice fell on deaf ears. He ordered the troops to bring Rylai back to the Infirmary.He furrowed his brows and said, " Gather the troops, at dawn, we attack to save that bumbling fool."

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