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Since arriving in Northrend, my travels have been filled with distractions, but these distractions have ultimately lead to many fascinating discoveries and new experiences. Despite my decision to explore these new opportunities, I was left contemplating my actions. Was I avoiding my ultimate mission, to aid in the destruction of the Lich King? Or is this really the way I was meant to go? Moving forward was the only thing I could do. Sleeping outside a small hut, I saw a red drake. Perhaps he could take me back. On my way over I was surprised to see a letter addressed to me.
It seems this Ollo character presents himself whenever I question my intentions. He seems to know me well, though I’ve never met him. I looked up to see something familiar flying towards me. Could it be? As if flew closer, it was clear. My white gryphon has returned! Landing with a thud, the gryphon ruffled its feathers and bowed before me. I climbed aboard, and we soared to the east toward Wyrmrest Temple.
I watched the ground far below as we flew. I wondered just how long it would have taken me to traverse this land on foot, with my disobedient ram. As the brown fields turned to a pristine white, I saw an impressive golden tower in a clearing. Wyrmrest Temple glowed a brilliant yellow as the sun began to set.
As we flew closer, I discovered that this temple was under attack by the blue dragonflight. Suddenly my relaxing flight took a turn for the worse. I hung on tight as we evaded fighting dragons, narrowly escaping a few blue drakes on our tail. Struggling to regain control, my gryphon slammed to the floor of the center platform, knocking me clear off. I scrambled to gather my things as my gryphon shook off his nasty fall.
“Piket I presume?” A tall, highly decorated commander approached. “I am Lord Afrasastrasz. Ollo spoke highly of you.” I bowed before him and introduced myself. He continued “Emboldened by the overabundance of magic now flowing through the Azure Dragonshrine, the blue dragonflight has dared to attack Wyrmrest Temple itself! I ask that you ride one of our defenders into battle to slay their dragons and drakes, and to attack the eruption of ley line energies at the dragonshrine itself in order to destabilize it.”
Looking out at the storm of fighting dragons, I began to feel a little apprehensive. Just then I heard a deep voice “Greetings, gnome. I’ve been expecting you.” The voice came from an old, battleworn red drake. I nodded, and said “We need to get into flight. Are you ready?” We set off, sailing directly towards a red drake that was overwhelmed with attackers. My drake spewed fire, killing three of them instantly, but we were too late. The drake fell lifelessly to the ground.
Suddenly we found ourselves surrounded by blue drakes and azure dragons. We fought valiantly, but in time my drake began to take heavy damage, “I think it’s time to cast renew, he yelled”. “What? How? I’m a warrior!” I didn’t know how to heal him. “The scroll!” he said desperately. I grabbed a scroll that was affixed to his saddle and read the phrase. The drake began emanating a golden hue. In a burst of energy, he pulled up and flew towards the sky, leaving a swarm of blue drakes behind.
Below, a pillar of purple light shone through the ground. “We need to destroy that ley line.” The drake flew downwards toward the glow, stopping near the base. He shot a concentrated burst of fire at the crater. It seemed like an eternity. The drake continued to burn the center until it collapsed. The explosion gained the attention of a group of drakes, who quickly followed suit. We made way towards the temple, with an ever increasing flock of blue drakes and dragons attacked.
Their frost magic was blinding, yet somehow we made it close to the temple. I read the scroll again, but it was no use. “We made a great team, Piket”, the red defender let out one last mighty roar as he tossed me to safety. I picked myself up and ran towards the edge of the platform, only to see my drake land in a plume of snow and ice. “Incredible! I continue to be amazed by what you younger races seem capable of. Please come back and help us again,” the commander exclaimed. Despite my perilous experience, I assured him I’d be back.
