deadelfwalking: the living, a froth on layered depths. (We press on.)
Koltira Deathweaver ([personal profile] deadelfwalking) wrote in [community profile] exsilium 2012-08-16 09:58 pm (UTC)

[Koltira nods.]

The Lich King appeared, announcing that the entire battle--and everything that had lead to it--was all a ploy to draw Fordring into the open. But then Highlord Mograine threw the Ashbringer to Fordring, and in his hands the sword was purified. We watched as the Lich King fled in the face of such holy power.

Our chains shattered at this sight. Our wills and minds were restored to us, and Fordring welcomed us back. He suggested an alliance between the Argent Dawn and ourselves, devoted to seeing the Lich King defeated. Mograined reformed our order as the Knights of the Ebon Blade and agreed.

We had all done terrible things, unforgivable things, and the weight of them was unbearable on our newly freed minds.

[one last drink, and the bottle is done. He sets it down beside him on the ice.]

But we neither asked for nor expected forgiveness. We knew--I knew--that the only thing we could do now was turn our power against our creator, re-direct all of the rage and hatred he had instilled in us and throw it back at him. All we could offer was retribution.

[staring out across the lake, grimly.] And so we did.

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