We are neither the living nor the dead, and we will be forgotten by the living and the dead.
We return to the world we once said goodbye to, but we can never return to the days when we lived, and we can never return to those we once loved.
We are both existent and cursed, and therefore we forget the past and are forgotten by the past. - Sylvanas?
Windranger ……………… Gentle Musha hangs high in the night sky, looking up from the high Thunder Bluff, and this bright full moon looks exceptionally bright.
Minotaurs are usually mostly active during the day, and although some activities take place day and night, Thunder Bluff is generally quiet at midnight.
The smoke from several bonfires curled up and was sent into the starry sky by the night wind.
The minotaurs were asleep in their tents, with occasional heavy snoring coming from inside.
While most minotaurs are very cohesive - oh, except for the Terror Totem, of course, who don't get along with almost anyone - Minotaurs of every profession prefer to live in groups with like-minded people.
Shamans who serve the souls of the ancestors reside in the Soul Heights, while the Druids mostly live in the Elder Heights, and as for the hunters, just by looking at the name, yes, they live in the Hunter Heights.
Most of the warriors lived on the main peak, arching v, guarding their chieftains and civilians.
It's not that these professions are hostile to each other, but rather that they influence each other, with shamans' elemental spells and druids' natural spells easily causing resonance and uncontrollable surprises, while hunters need a quiet place to train their pets and improve their traps.
As for the warriors who inhabit the main peak, that is their natural calling.
In the middle of this deep night.
Two figures, smaller than any adult minotaur, were slowly walking on the rope bridge between the main peak and the Soul Heights.
The old wooden bridges creaked beneath their feet.
However, these bridges can also sound when it is windy, so they are not afraid of being exposed.
They crossed the rope bridge and stepped onto the Soul Heights, the sound of small footsteps in the night, but barely discernible compared to the heavy footsteps of the Minotaur.
They came to the southernmost part of the highlands, where a narrow mountain path winded down the mountain wall to the middle of the steep rock pillar.
They walk very slowly, because the night gives them the best protective color.
But at the same time, it also makes it impossible for them to see the mountain road under their feet.
They were almost groping their way against the rock wall.
But after about a quarter of an hour, they finally reached their destination.
It was a cave carved out of a cliff, perhaps natural.
There was no one standing guard at the entrance of the cave, and the forsaken who were guests here didn't seem to care about it, because the undead who had died once always took life and death very indifferently, whether it was their own or someone else's.
"Wait a minute, I'll take a look!"
In the darkness, Diego's voice rang out.
He slowly unfolded his senses. to detect any stealthy enemies around you, as there are not many thieves among the Forsaken, and these undead are almost inherently possessed by an unrivaled affinity for darkness.
Diego wasn't surprised to see the existence of these Forsaken in Thunder Bluff, as according to the memories of his previous life.
It's time for these free~free undead to join the horde.
Twenty-one years after the opening of the Dark Gate, many great events have taken place.
This year was the second year of victory in the Third Great War, in which the Alliance and the Horde fought together against the invasion of the Legion.
The warriors of Azeroth returned to their homeland to recuperate; During the year.
Thrall founded the orc kingdom of Durontar, and the magnificent city of Orgrimmar.
At the same time, Gianna?
Prodmore also established an alliance with the seaport city of Theramore; In this year, Arthas, the fallen Prince of Lordaeron, shattered the Ice Throne and became the new Lich King after becoming one with the soul of the Lich King Neozu.
But compared to these major events that dazzled the people of Azeroth, a small event that seemed to be less noticeable took place - a new power quietly rose to prominence in the north of the Eastern Kingdom continent.
When the Lich King fell into a slumber, his grip on his vast army inevitably waned, and a small army of the undead took advantage of the opportunity to break free from their master's iron rule.
Although this self~ reason seemed like a blessing at first, it was not long before these undead who had been human beings in their previous lives were tormented by the memories of their time as minions of the Scourge Legion, which was an indescribable fear.
The undead who did not fall into madness discovered the fact that the people of all Azeroth wanted to destroy them.
In their darkest hour, Sylvanas, the former ranger general of the elven kingdom of Quel'Thalas?
The Windrangers gather together the fleeing undead.
Sylvanas was defeated when her kingdom was attacked and turned into a banshee by Arthas into a powerful Scourge legion, and this time, she also escaped from the Lich King to regain her freedom.
Under the leadership of their new queen, this independent army of undead, known as the Forsaken, has established the Undercity beneath the ruins of the capital of the Kingdom of Lordaeron.
Some of the Forsaken fear Sylvanas, others value the safety she provides, and the rest find the purpose of their cursed bodies through the Banshee King's destruction of the Lich King's intensity.
Despite their lack of contact with the Forsaken and the Scourge Legion, they are threatened by humans who are dedicated to the eradication of undead creatures.
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As a way to achieve her own ends and protect her embryonic country, she travels to Kalimdor to lobby the tribal chiefs, and eventually, the tribal Grand Chief Thrall and the Minotaur Chief Kane?
Bloodhoof agrees that the Forsaken in the Eastern Kingdom can effectively temper the alliance and facilitate the Horde.
Lady Sylvanas's wisdom and strong diplomacy have made the Forsaken a part of the Horde and a powerful force for the Horde in the Eastern Kingdoms.
As a result, many of the Forsaken have been sent to orc and minotaur territory to strengthen cooperation with each other, but to be honest, most of the Forsaken are not that interested in their new allies.
"Hey, Diego, if you want me to say that you don't need to go through such a hassle at all, let me go up and shoot it all and I'll be done."
Behind Diego, a young man said impatiently, "Is that Masrae?"
Bearskin, he had to arrive at Thunder Bluff three days later than Diego, but he was just in time for this night scout.
"Shut up, Masrae!"
Diego said unceremoniously, he was a little unwilling to retract his perception, to be honest, the hunter's ability to detect stealth is not so reliable, many times it depends on luck, if the thieves are experienced enough, they generally can't detect it, so most hunters prefer to throw a light when they suspect that there may be thieves, but they obviously can't do it today.
"Let's go in!"
He put a lizardskin cloak over his body and felt through the shadow of the cliff into the cave.
(To be continued.) )