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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. 


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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....

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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 survivabil...

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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, Malacra...

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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 ...

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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 pr...

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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 ...

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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 th...

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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 gr...

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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 ...

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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 o...

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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...

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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 ye...

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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. 


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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. 

<...

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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 ...

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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, hi...

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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 ...

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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 ...

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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 ...

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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 h...

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Diplomacy 101: Chapter 1

Awakening to the smell of burnt smoke, and scre

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