Pale shafts pierced the dimness and wrought unto airs frugal a shimmering of dust before windowpanes soot coated. However, aroused not were comforts of abode as morn were come in truth. In lieu of warmth expected intruded but cold as though lent were breath uncaring from the lips of skies bleak. Soon then stoked plumes above smithies grand to which struck were iron in unison with steel and steam. Chorus thusly accentuated effortlessly the austere figure which lay atop beddings scant. Dwarven hands repeated ceaselessly the clash of metal throughout the district which oft awoke before those others which relished still the yawning of day. Brows stern furrowed in winces fleeting with each hammer fall for which walls thin but invited said heralding of awakening. Eventually did such brow sharpen, remaining a time shut tightly whilst sigh inaudible slipped breathlessly from lips as stone. The moss green gaze knew then light slowly and so met once more the ceiling untended.
Hands, calloused as worn, held fast in attempt futile unto one another as to mayhaps hasten the coursing of heat thither. Yet, despite form which perched at bedding's precipice with footing below enduring already boards abrasive, did flesh wearied yearn as always for reprieve lengthy. Such desire were ignored more oft than ever indulged. Grasp then arose unto nape sore, tracing thereafter in descent collar and gauze laden therein. Though faded were sense touch begotten long since girded before embers forge born could feel he each suture which lay beneath. Ache bitterly did such wound with breath deepened and temple leftmost throb resoundingly. Indeed, it were as though body worn sought to but overwhelm will stirring with a veritable cacophony of discomfort. But stern did demeanor stoic, bracing with solace that all rent upon he would fade eventually and hold place amongst countless else which marred both flesh and plate akin. Arise regardless then did stubbornness and personage solemn, foot falls making toward the armaments nearby kept. The morn would wait for naught, as with each morrow.
Lend notice would none toward the silent figure for whom at pace measured departed across canal and districts alike, nor Rorrek unto the splendor which slept still. Sight as his own, embraced within steels of violet shade and silvered with royal hues, had walked dutifully throughout streets labyrinthine countless times before. Cobblestone beloved caught not gaze of the Knight this day, though gilded and of grandeur looming. Seen had he such walls aflame, rebuilt, and fastened unto heights once unbeknownst amongst times of yore. Summer claimed the season aloft and yet fell winds chill, fall in drear to usurp gradually with omens pallid. So drudge onward did visage strict through morn foreboding as bare, beneath halls rustic and barracks tidied, at the behest of routine.
Steps plated hushed atop grasses lush for which now strode the wearied man betwixt hovels of antiquity and the mountainous border of Elwynn. Said range nestled against the city as barrier natural with walls adjacent before the city proper. Soon enough however came softly the buckling of grounds hay cluttered underfoot. The stable was practical as opposed to the more illustrious structures which stood near, suited to fulfill convenience and purpose alone. Meander did Rorrek therein, striding past numerous horses until steed his own were met. The muscled and proud steed stood penned before him, coat and mane alike of blackness ashen. Gauntlets arose after step inward to grasp gently the long face of steed tenacious and so stroke tenderly until the mount calmed sufficiently. A derisive snort announced its contentedness and consequentially acquiescence of obedience. Lead then did the stalwart his steed toward a chest well worn which sat situated amid corner within the humble enclosure. With the lifting of but a single latch and lid were the sizeable pieces of elaborate armoring revealed.
"Sir Therrien," mumbled respectfully an aged stable hand, the elderly man having entered the quaint structure so to tend the troughs. Such aid sought not to assist the Knight whilst steed were armored as all attempts perhaps offered before were met always with insistence polite for tasks thusly to be tended himself. Helm did turn to peer above pauldron amongst armoring of beast begun, brow to incline without word spoken for moment brief. But moments after glimpsed again the stable hand to no avail for vanished had rider and steed seemingly long since as though never were they at all.
Unfurl with abandon had cloak thick betwixt posture plated and seat high set whilst sweep did winds through gates wide. Rider and beast as one at gait orderly to which statuesque were both amid gazes sentry belonging which pervaded about the bastion's entryway. Knew both adornment amongst regality distinctly differing that hovel chosen at will of the former for respite nightly. Craftsmanship magnanimous, as offered through but trials of services rendered long since, ensured the steed itself bore resemblance of fittings merited for battle immediate in lieu of patrol leisurely as seen now. Blues vibrant, brimmed with bronze and gold, melded among shielding plated and leathers secure. That of coat which were beheld still accentuated well the latching and seating of velvet crimson, kept at fastening of gold yet more smoothly shaped. Insignias prided of majesty lion likened shone from that engraved and embroidered alike, that of the latter held taut within banner pike mounted which sat tied unto the risen seat backing. And yet, though of appearance stately, were weathered all such the same. Spoke silently wounds of warring rampant through tatters and denting, severing engraved as marks honor bound unto themselves. Certainly were sight peculiar they, disrupting without clamor all tranquility for which surrounded whilst ventured further did treading unto the Elwynn woods. Lost indeed became such sight along path well trodden and beneath canopy which yielded not toward the yet still forbidding heavens above.
Flitted past had forest immense within but moments before gaze accustomed long unto trails and whispers known hither and anon again once meted were return. Approached soon would border of lushness west most, yet progressed not did rider and steed restrained. Listless remained Rorrek atop saddle instead, sight to gaze through visor downcast of helm unto garrison afar. Such were sight loathsome unto he as recollection ever sought to regale why, bile to roil amid breastplate worn then. As wisps were the menagerie of memories which bid harshly for due their own, inquiries and days bygone lost within those ordered halls. Before consumed further were hour at which thusly strode the dawn did lash the Knight reins held, gait to resume for many a pace until halt abrupt saw said reins seized. Halted were sight with thought of imagery grim and since forgotten to brows furrowed. Remembrance of one man younger, though of disposition strict, for whom oft lent regards alongside formality of tipping the brim of hat worn. The sundering of saddle leashes and buckles attached for which followed descent unforeseen and demise untimely...Fleeting were such images as stoked slowly in recalling were brow as his now. As onward were bidden beast ridden did all such fade, yet linger still and so seep unto routine regarded were thoughts of smirk wry and wreathed amid shadows lost. Clench would gauntlets thereafter amid the morn hour upon reins held with tightness anew.
Lessened with each advance were thickness of forest brim, dawn rising to pour inward betwixt the boughs and trunks which grew ever more sparse. Soon accompanying such infusion of light became apparent the babble of stream coursing which with faintness echoed from afar cascade torrential. Arching across banks divided stood bridge of masonry familiar, yet as well of stature sullen with disrepair neglected long upon inspection closer. For moments brief sounded again thrum subtle of hooves atop cobblestone whilst surmounted were crossing. Flow thither would such river to sever the breadth of Westfall from the Duskwood until pour would waters then heated amongst the pools of Stranglethorn. Ponder then did Rorrek of current southward but faintly as musings bent then unto blackened stone polished beneath and embers wrought of firebloom fair amid cleft forlorn. Dared not would sight his own gaze down said stream's length and so drown instead would emotions welling behind countenance stone hewn. Warmth, for the first of such day, shone then atop visage sullen. Stood there tussocks and hills alike of radiance golden.
Though fallow lain and strife ridden shimmered beauteously valleys to be traversed as morns numerous and yet to be. Rays of sunlight themselves seemed to be low laid and so nestled amongst the province. And yet, coursed not warmth numbly felt throughout armament cumbersome. Shun in truth would Knight thusly said light hither for now with visor held with spite silent. Though wondrous were breezes which caressed these fields felt he only rasp harsh of airs stale. Knew well he each stead and path, hillock and ravine, which lingered amid said region forlorn. However, saw would he regardless of traversing current, but view overhead from sojourn lengthy and distraught. Dourness held fast upon each crevasse and contour Rorrek bore, arms to slacken as though weighted with memories despised. So approached rider and steed then in descent southward through lands without tithe to lend.
Road winding coughed forth dust as layers wind ferried were disturbed from slumber. Occasionally were perturbed silence yet more with cries shrill of carrion beasts, though approach would nothing unto the Knight. Onward as path ever unwound traveled they at pace which attested unto familiarity smelted amid mind and days bygone. Stir not would he atop saddle rigid for which ensnared were form within contemplation pensive. Such dwelt atop brow his own until cast were shadow anew. Gaze enticed peered upward unto gates neared, that of militia's holdings soon to be entered. Sentinel Hill, despite trials arduous and abandonment bitter, stood with pride unyielding. Remembered then upon faces numerous were pines monolithic and airs frigid as militia hereabouts knew once call clarion unto formation of brigade. So return did they, peoples destitute and sturdy, unto lands of ruination again once quelled were the world's crown. Few would in turn remember the statue likened figure from said turmoil since passed in campaigns buried, only that oft came rider stern in patrol through walls resilient here. So came and went again the reserved man unto where transient and passerby tread. Registered hardly were fork's turn westward once more and the passing of Moonbrook, locale sought at last within view.
Outcropping rock laden overlooked the cliff face which jutted outward unto seas billowing, jagged as maw which knew erosion relentless. It were here in which upon occasion numerous arrived the Knight so to preserve self and solemnity in silence utter. Naught but winds howling and plumes sea foam comprised spoke hither. Lead were steed toward brush dried and withered which sprouted betwixt boulders evident, reins tied unto these in fastening secure. Closed did gaze shut whilst removed were helm stern and so laid near thereafter. As well removed in motions deliberate as meticulous were tabard orderly in which folded atop helm prior were the twin lion insignia. Heave deeply then did the cuirass' entirety in inhalation before exhale heralded sight to open. Stare long did Rorrek upon the horizon which sat beneath a sun now raised well before stepping nearer the cliff precipice. Gale salt scented whirled in flurry through hair hazel to which light illuminating lent almost illusion as vibrancy atop expression his own. Though, farce were this whilst persisted the countenance walled as stone. So began the ritual of routine and preparation.
Turn did the solemn man so to face along the cliff's length, drawing slowly the armament holstered atop cloak worn. Greatsword, obsidium forged, knew grasps firm and breath measured. Such blade, weathered as armors girded amidst, were among weaponry varied in keeping. Held had palms plated hilts numerous as form and suits crafted. Each kept purposes specific for wearing or sentiment, yet these worn now had sufficed for seasons long enough. Yet, pitting shallow shone atop the weapon held from forays ventured in times recent to which swore did the poised figure to amend state pitiful. Crouch slightly then did form as positioning began in earnest, stance defensive as readied against foe unseen. Forward kept were girth of blade before straightened was posture and sword raised overhead for moments many. Began then regimen upheld since that of yore, blade swung in arcs connecting. Fluidity came at once unto said practice, though rigid were form his own in matters else seen. Sabatons knew place immediate in reciting wordless as whir yet swifter did steel cleaving. Forth and back repeated the motions in expertise calm, steps to curtail at portions and swivel to form in unison with gauntlets worn counters, parries, and thrusts. Such ritual seemed without flourish for which instead presided wholly naught but concentration experienced. Dance would shadow Knight belonging against the fields and cropping of stone near as wane did the sun but higher still.
Eventually, as such routine continued unabated, did develop pattern strict with alterations flitted throughout. With each pass came again steps yet swifter, strikes but more rapid in prompting. In truth saw no longer fields golden the eyes moss green in their furrowing. Before gaze thus occupied came sights unbeknownst to those only for whom preserved innocence still. Taken gradually were Knight from sparring furious and returned unto locales distant and far for which claimed once before fragments of soul housed. Scents intermingled with sights seen again, hairs standing atop nape despite collars mail and leather bound. Preserved amid recollection morose, and drudged forth from depths ill begotten at behest of motions practiced, were they. Ashen fields asunder torn, valleys pure stained crimson atop sheets of white, despoiled shores bleak with drift of wreckage rampant. Vary immensely would settings each for which eventually stood Rorrek no longer amongst Westfall's cliffs. Stare did the Knight unto faces countless in loss and moments fated which resided still amid memories kept. Change did forms their own before him in flashes fleeting, yet the same remained he and outcomes witnessed. Grit did teeth whilst sheen fine of sweat began to layer brow furious. Connecting of strikes perhaps witnessed before began deterioration. So as well would steps practiced falter slowly, growing precarious along cliff line strode near. Indeed, fall did stone and gravel unsettled beneath where walked stalwart armored as though courted were mishap intentionally should such occur. With each moment's passing became the arcs once orderly lashings rabid as blind. Haggard were breath and heaved did muscles in torment acrid. Yet, press onward uncaringly did the former stoic in the flurry of sights which now threatened to well over in emotion his walls raised. Anger bloomed forth alongside hatred rooted deeply, lusts for blood and fears ignoble rallying swiftly therein. Felt he emblazoned with shames innumerable, envy for those else as corpses which trudged heavily through did greaves crying out as the sweat which matted brow above. Skirted he in routine of swordplay lost to visions rent unto brim crumbling...yet, such were meant not this day to be.
Stagger with groan pained and so stumble inland did the disheveled being, sight his own far from disposition oft maintained. Against stone were thrust cloak and backplate as one, form to sink thereafter atop grasses dried. Absent were breath though burn did lungs his own, countenance beleaguered and disarranged now utterly. Hold still, as iron, did gauntlets then atop handle and hilt of blade hefty to which attempt lift again said sword would they...Met were such with failure apparent, grasps metal embraced to but reposition themselves atop hilt crafted whilst blade's point buried deep amongst soils loose. Grimace bore fruit to outrage as mourn did wounds sustained, flaring in protest to exertion rendered. Breathless and heaving began the tremors subtle as unfolded the pitiful display of loathing and efforts habitual. In silence did sight begin drifting, to dwell atop tabard folded and the Imperial crest therein."Peace," spoke once faintly Rorrek then for which such fell hollowly from lips with resentment imparted.
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Never darker were such halls of iron and hate than now, darkness torch lit enveloping the silence which but moments prior rang of struggle and futility alike. Yet, disturbed still were the bowels of Orgrimmar and the underhold deeps with but sound repeating while raged the siege. The grotesque thud continued in encores sought not, met upon each fall with the shattering of bone and seeping of marrow blood mingled. Lift did haze of fervor from the gaze moss green to which saw he no longer beneath him the solemn countenance which bore likeness as his own. Again were sight as the world were, corpse Kor'kron pinned as remnants foul. Steep were the depression which cleaved the being's features, unrecognizable with exception of an Orcish similarity. Choking were the repugnant airs which emanated from the battered and nightmarish thing, disemboweled in body and armor with savagery brutish. Manifest did reality before the solemn man whom sat atop such butchery, horned helm in grasps with abandon shaking. Bludgeon had he, for time unbeknownst, said opponent formerly proud with mask unseemly. Bite indeed did pauldrons and cuirass hideous for which the veins of forging saronite born unveiled their madness and desires of bearer within then. Slumped did gauntlets then return the long and malformed helm atop countenance graven, seeking thereafter mace abandoned amid melee's fury. Smelt they of death.
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Rampant were tremors which shook gauntlets violet colored, hilt grasped in desperation livid. Sight before enraptured with visions past now blurred and waned from focus and distortion whilst the stern man fought as to regain composure again. Fade did the memories conflict arisen for which in silence were breath found eventually as before. Peace indeed were word wishful, spoken with frequency now as seen never before amid decades rotted. Such utterance knew naught but vapidity from lips statuesque. Come again would the culling of war and all horrors inevitable. Stagnant were the world now, snuffed beneath blanket of tenseness stifling. This Rorrek knew. Trust not did sense his own in treaties frail, nor believed he to be alone in such...return would conflict abhorrent and so readied would armors and title be. Await did world for catastrophe unbeknownst whilst whispered were hope otherwise.
Return did control at pace feeble, composure forming once more Knight recognizable. Ache did laceration sutured beneath collar reinforced as gauntlet massaged thither in absence. Wander had brow fatigued as gaze closed shut, seeking thoughts elsewhere in lieu of those which harrowed without surcease. Warmth of hands healing amidst fragrances soothing seemed then to reach among thoughts fettered. Sight of tresses fiery and auburn which framed visage welcoming as demure in manner surfaced within the instant before open did gaze again. The Knight could not, despite disposition current, refrain from a slight smile in surprise of musings unexpected... Stare long would eyes moss green atop the crest of Empire sworn upon tabard near before stir would he again.
Time uncounted ebbed at said perch for which remained the fool of stubbornness weighted by years of allowance. Though come would tumult and burdens anew rose eventually he again and so in presence impassive as before strode rider and steed again, contemplations tucked amid compartments their own. So mended in wait stalwart wounded for which built expectations anew for that to be sacrificed assuredly thereafter to the seeking of peace.