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Dathran closes his eyes, sighing deeply as he bans the sinfull thought of becoming King out of his mind. "Lordaeron must be retaken, no more..no less. It has been a year since I left and in that year we've grown, recruited and united our forces. But we have not taken more soil then we ever had." Dathran closes his eyes as a plan begins to unfold in his mind. "The Alliance has never aided us as they saw no cause in Lordaeron. But.." Dathran grins, stroking his beard before turning. Walking over the courtyard he speaks with fast pace and determination to himself Participents; The Scarlet Sigil,

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  • Dathran closes his eyes, sighing deeply as he bans the sinfull thought of becoming King out of his mind. "Lordaeron must be retaken, no more..no less. It has been a year since I left and in that year we've grown, recruited and united our forces. But we have not taken more soil then we ever had." Dathran closes his eyes as a plan begins to unfold in his mind. "The Alliance has never aided us as they saw no cause in Lordaeron. But.." Dathran grins, stroking his beard before turning. Walking over the courtyard he speaks with fast pace and determination to himself Participents; The Scarlet Sigil,
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  • Dathran closes his eyes, sighing deeply as he bans the sinfull thought of becoming King out of his mind. "Lordaeron must be retaken, no more..no less. It has been a year since I left and in that year we've grown, recruited and united our forces. But we have not taken more soil then we ever had." Dathran closes his eyes as a plan begins to unfold in his mind. "The Alliance has never aided us as they saw no cause in Lordaeron. But.." Dathran grins, stroking his beard before turning. Walking over the courtyard he speaks with fast pace and determination to himself "If we are to make the first step, if I call all the armies of Lordaeron together, if I strike the Forsaken with the full force and risk I can take. Then they will also come. With forces united we can stand a chance and take over the nation and at last..someone..could be King." Dathran nods, grinning slightly as he arrives at his desk. He sits down and begins to write. Three battles were about to be fought that would either win Lordaeron for him or bring him to the decision to burn it down. "Righteous Fire, Scarlet Fire..It shall be mine or it will burn!" Dathran's eyes widen as he notices he momentarily lost grip on his mind. He shakes his head, smiling. "No, the scent of blossom shall once more be carried by the morning breeze of Lordaeron. A nation will not burn but be reborn. Who will lead it..only time can tell." Participents; The Scarlet Sigil, Apothecarium, Holy Templars, Sheriff Richard of Menethil, The Alliance Cavalry, Order of Hellscream, Bloodsail Admiral Quincy, Mithurin Firecrow of the High Court of Stormwind, Alexander of Stormwind (lords of thunder). OOC; please put more info on their maybe a couple of pics if you have them.
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