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Diplomacy 101: Chapter 22

Varrus watched on, as his companions attacked en masse. 

Koren, mounted on his dragonhawk dive-bombed downward while Kith'ix was just about to stand up. He rolled to the side, midnight, dodging an umbra beam, then rolled back into position in an instant. 

The dragonhawk knight then drove his magical lance deep into Kith'ix's left eye. A giant clawed hand pinched up at him, snagging his mount from its tail feathers just a foot short from crushing Kor...

Diplomacy 101: Chapter 21

Despite the sound of calming waves, and idyllic cooling sea breeze, the air surrounding the Heroes was tense. 

None imagined that a creature this huge was capable of life on Azeroth. 

Many Elves were white knuckles as they grasped their weapons tightly. 

The smiles and laughter from minutes ago was gone as the realization that another brutal battle awaited them. 

Furthermore, every Elf was equipped with th...

Diplomacy 101: Chapter 20

Varrus was toying with the Grand Soul Gem in his hands thinking about which stat point or attribute he should affix to his gear. 

If the latest brush with death taught him anything, it was that either speed (agility) or strength were possibly just as important for survivability as all the other stats. 

He thought he could simply perform a short range teleportation in the form of Blink, and keep kiting all of his foes. 

However,...

Diplomacy 101: Chapter 19

Hexlord Malacrass sat himself upon Zul’Jin's throne on the deck of the lightning totem ship. 

His tiny, diminutive frame made for an interesting juxtaposition when the seat was intended for a 7+ ft. tall Troll. 

Dangling his legs off the seat, Malacrass nursed his broken tusk, and coughed droplets of blood due to his broken ribs. 

He played with a shrunken Troll skull in his hands, marveling at it. 

‘T...

Diplomacy 101: Chapter 18

AN: Kael’Thas gets a new nickname this chapter :) 

A thousand lightning bolts rained from the sky, forcing Kael to erratically dodge each and every attack. 

The lightning elemental from the last remaining totem ship seemed to possess limitless energy as it continued to light up the sky. 

Thunder boomed in his ears as a bolt grazed the tip of Al'ar's wingtip. 

“Al'ar!” Kael cried out,...

Diplomacy 101: Chapter 17

(Right before Varrus showed up to heal Lor'Themar) 

Varrus felt good, real good. 

No, good didn't even begin to define how incredibly amazing life was at that moment. 

He had literally just had the jaws of death pressed against his neck from a lion sized, magical lynx-inches away from having his skull crushed like a watermelon on YouTube-and there was nothing more intense than barely surviving a close call!

Diplomacy 101: Chapter 16

From Lor'Themar's perspective, an endless wave of green-blue Forest Trolls were dismounting their boats every second. 

A constant barrage of arrows were traded between both sides. The defense of holy wards and lightning shields were put to the test to determine the skill of Elven holy magic, and Troll shamanism. 

Accompanied by this ranged exchange, mages and shamans dueled, hurling fire and lightning at one another creating magnificent explosions o...

Diplomacy 101: Chapter 15

Lor'Themar was tired. 

Tired of war.

Tired of politics. 

Tired of death. 

Tired of being tired. 

Lor'Themar was weary of it all. 

4,332 years of age, too young to miss the founding of Quel'Thalas, old enough to fight in the first Troll War. 

He was hopeful, once. He believed in the system, and the king upon the throne. Time had made him a cynic.&...

Diplomacy 101: Chapter 14

Situated on the high ground, Varrus was little more than 50ft. away from the shoreline. 

A distance somewhat far, yet infinitely close when close to 10,000 Trolls were itching to decapitate his head, and fornicate his skull. 

Yet the path to the high ground in a mass group battle such as this was not to be underestimated. Some might even call it unnatural, for the curvature of the slope, and the steep embankment was almost at a 45 degree angle. ...

Diplomacy 101: Chapter 13

Varrus shaded his eyes, and took in the mass of Forest Trolls as they made landfall. 

Despite culling nearly half of the Troll fleet, the green tide disembarking from their ships was so numerous, it was astounding. 

The lightning storm from earlier had cut away a mile+ long strip of land, exposing the Elven line to the numerically superior Troll army. 

In response, the commander of the battlefield, and Ranger General, Lor'Thema...

Diplomacy 101: Chapter 12

Once more in her home of Murder Row, Faedra gently tapped her well manicured nails on the arms of her chair with one hand, while the other hand gently stroked a fluffy black cat. 

In a room with 8 other individuals, it was the only audible noise as all sounds coming in and out of the room were muffled. 

Darkness crept around the edges of the meeting chamber, the only light illuminating the room were dozens of pale projections, as well as a map in th...

Diplomacy 101: Chapter 11

“Zul!”

“Zul!”

“Zul!”

5,000+ Forest Trolls of the northern fleet chanted as they beat upon their war drums, and blared horns. 

Standing at the helm of the water totem ship, the three Troll leaders in charge of the expedition watched on as a green tide of Forest Trolls disembarked from their canoes, and charged toward the disorganized Elven line. 

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Diplomacy 101: Chapter 10

Syra pouted to herself as she took up position on the docks at the northern tip of Silvermoon. 

The last five days of her marriage were the most spectacular days of her life. 

Finally free from her mother's controlling grasp, for the first time in 88 years, Syra had made a choice of her own. 

Under her mother's tutelage, Syra had been trained how to wield every weapon imaginable, and excelled at combat like none other.  2024-08-04 21:13:21 +0000 UTC View Post

Diplomacy 101: Chapter 9

After Kael’Thas decimated the enemy air force, the ground troops cheered in a frenzy. 

“The Prince! The Prince! Rally sons and daughters of Quel'Thalas, rally!” Lor'Themar shouted, and banged his bow against his chest in an attempt to uplift morale. 

Varrus clapped and shouted alongside everyone else. 

Every little bit of zeal would help in the upcoming conflict, and Varrus was no different from everyone else, in that he ...

Diplomacy 101: Chapter 8

Once the debris from the falling rocks cleared, a horror awaited. 

Their natural chokepoint that would invalidate the overwhelmingly large number of Trolls had been vaporized in a flash. 

Chants and tribal drums blared across the open waters. 

“Zul!”

“Zul!”

“Zul!” 

Dense electric arcs continued to dance amongst the clouds and channel towards one of the Troll sh...

Diplomacy 101: Chapter 7

AN: Still an OTP.

Once the alarm was set throughout the city, Koren swiftly departed to rally his dragonhawk knights, and Rho'dan left to gather the army of irregulars, as well as the few hundred Crossguard that were undergoing training.

As much as Varrus would want his personal force to have more time to train, this was an all hands on deck situation.

"Say that again Pathaleon, how many Trolls?!" Sanguinar questioned with in...

Diplomacy 101: Chapter 6

Quel'Thalas, a land once golden orange in a perpetual state of autumn, was now wrought with dark clouds due to the destruction of the Sunwell.

Light drops of rain began to fall upon Helios, though he paid it no mind.

All was lost.

The kingdom, his squad, and worst of all, his oh so loving, eternally supportive wife. After centuries of trying, she was finally pregnant. Yet when the call to arms spread through the land, she was the first to vol...

Diplomacy 101: Chapter 5

Waking up feeling refreshed, Varrus blearily reached over to kiss his wife good morning, only to find a noticeable void in the bed.

In place of his wife, there was a note. Varrus rolled his eyes, and sighed in relief. He hated to admit it, but her near constant presence acted as a blanket of security, and warmth he didn't know he needed.

Holding the letter up to the light, it read:

You were so cute while you slept, I couldn't bring myself to ...

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Diplomacy 101: Chapter 4

"I heard stories from my father while learning the history of our people, but dismissed it as unimportant. I now understand why the Vandercross were granted a seat on the Convocation. Without the Sunwell, we are nothing." Koren Vongstag, one of the twin dragonhawk riders said in a mix of awe and bitterness.

"Hmm." Varrus intoned as he sat atop the bulwark overseeing a never ending supply of Mana Stones being exchanged for Undead scalps.

Now was one of the rare, p...

Diplomacy 101: Chapter 3

Today was the fifth day since he had woken up in this world. It was a sunny, mild day clear of rain. If it weren't for the smoldering buildings and stench of undeath, Varrus might even say it was a nice day.

They had just cleared a street, and the rangers were clearing buildings while Varrus watched. Only a group of 45 High Elves were saved. It was a surreal feeling considering this street of apartments could house thousands.

Using the map feature, Varrus wen...

Diplomacy 101: Chapter 2

Varrus woke up to the sound of soft moans, and the steady slap of flesh on flesh coming from another room. There was nothing quite like a zombie genocide to get people's survival instinct to kick in it seemed.

Feeling a warm body under his right arm, Varrus almost flinched when he saw her unblinkingly looking at him.

Instead of pulling away, he smiled, and booped Syra's nose with the tip of his finger.

Her smile widened, and she took a deep w...

Diplomacy 101: Chapter 1

Awakening to the smell of burnt smoke, and scre