12-24-2010, 05:24 AM
Spoiler:
It is early in the morning, the Outriders attack Silverwing Hold, once again with the hope of overthrowing the Sentinels at this time of day. Kreyalor Skullhacker, a warbringer, led the attack. Moments after the Outrider forces passed the border to Silverwing, gunshots could be heard. One by one the Outriders came tumbling down the hill, but that did not halt the warbringer. Many bullets were shot at him, each missed. One last round was able to bring him down...
Skullhacker lay 'slain' in a pool of blood. The remaining forces retreated back to the base, leaving their flag carrier to rot. It cannot be described, the hatred born from that single flare. Indeed, the Warbringer was on the edge of his life, if he fell, he would come down, taken by the Soulkeeper. A Juggernaut, brought down by a single round to the chest. It tore his ragged tabard and penetrated his bulwark, impaling him through the chest. Blood spatter!
All he could hear were the Drums of War and the stomping Kodos. He imaged his own victorious return, his defeat over the kaldorei and his own trial overcome. Oh, how cruel life was! His dreams, left unfulfilled, His body, left lifeless, and his business, left unfinished...
"Now, count up your sins... and let it weigh on your soul."
The warbringer felt warmth, as if it was emitting from a fireplace. The orc's eyes shuttered. The bleeding would soon stop as Kreyalor felt a sudden cold coming from his chest and began shaking from the chills. The warbringer fell unconscious.
Few sweat drops came dripping down Kreyalor's forehead. The warbringer opened his eyes. He was back at the mill, on a table.
"Sorry 'bout that, chief...", said one of Kreyalor's brothers with a low tone. "Docs were comin'."
"Those idiots dropped ye when we were movin' ye to the infirmary!", cried out another.
Kreyalor stood there, looking them with his mouth wide-open, still shaking.
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