Capítulo 56: Chapter 56
When his vision returned Cyrus and the group found themselves on a giant wooden dock. Although it was daytime the area was darkened by the rain clouds that blanketed the sky, the rain was thick and heavy causing a constant drum of rain to be heard. Looking forward to the familiar castle and banners that were adorned throughout the port town, it didn't take long for Cyrus to know where they were.
"Theramore Isle in Duskwallow Marsh. What the hell is in Duskwallow?" Cyrus spoke up which got the group's attention.
They were stunned by the sudden change in scenery and weather. Before they entered the rift, it was warm and sunny. Now it was hot and humid with a constant heavy shower of rain. The rain drops seemed the size of of silver stags which upon hitting the waters surface was creating a mist which floated around with the breeze.
A few dock workers could be seen loading cargo onto a large ship, while others were unloading another.
The guards on duty were quick to notice Cyrus and the group and one guard quickly ran towards the fountain in the main plaza while another approached the group and knelt down.
"Your highness, we had no idea you would be arriving. Please forgive our lack of a proper welcome." One of the guards had hurriedly explained.
Before Cyrus could respond he heard the gallop of a horse, looking in the direction of the sound Cyrus saw a red hair woman in full plate armor and shield on her back. She was riding a black horse with white hair starting from half way up its legs down to his feet.
She quickly dismounted the horse upon arriving but before she could speak Cyrus raised a hand to stop her.
"Aye, you weren't informed for a reason Sergeant Amelyn. Now it has been a long journey so if you would kindly bring me to Commander Samaul so that we can make the necessary arrangements for myself and my party that would be appreciated." Cyrus quickly replied cutting off any long discussion.
"As you command, your Highness." Sergeant Amelyn saluted and led the group out of the port towards the main keep. As they walked Cyrus thought hard about what was in Duskwallow, his eyes looking at the mage tower. that he knew all to well.
'The only way to know who I'm here to retrieve is to know the timeline. Obviously they didn't fear me so it is before Arthas becomes the Lich King. I can only think of one thing that's in Duskwallow and that's Onyxia's Lair. This could get ugly.' Cyrus thought as they made their way thru the fort town.
Margaery, Daenerys and Myrcella were taking in the new sights and environment. The banners they saw flying were new to them as well as the style of armors and even the movements of the guards were different. The architecture was similar to what they've seen but at the same time it gave of a domineering feel that few castles within Westeros could give. It reminded them of Stormwind.
Little did they know that was because the world they were in was much more dangerous than their own for a long time. Azeroth had seen many wars not only against the Horde and Alliance but with the Burning Legion and Scourge. Not to mention other factions who turn into extremists such as the Scarlet Crusade.
When Sergeant Amelyn brought them to the keeps main command room, Commander Samaul was already there waiting for them.
Giving a bow of respect to Cyrus, Commander Samaul asked bluntly "What brings you to my humble post Prince Arthas? Coming unannounced gives me pause to worry."
"I am here on more personal matters rather than one of the official capacity, Commander Samaul so no need to fret. I was hoping if you had any word from scouts in the south near Wyrmbog?"
Cyrus asked.
Hearing his question Commander Samaul immediately tensed a bit. But before answering he looked to the group behind Cyrus, unsure of how to answer. He didn't recognize Alexstrasza or any of the other girls.
Seeing his hesitation Cyrus knew what he was here to do and who he was to save. Anduin Wyrnn, a 10 year old Anduin that is. He was kidnapped by Onyxia and brought to her lair where he escaped and hid from her forces the Black Dragonkin. His father Varian was split in two after being kidnapped by the Defias Brotherhood working with Onyxia and her dark magic. Afterwards she disguised herself as Lady Katrana Prestor and slowly began to try to take over Stormwind by aiding young Anduin in calming the city and its people after he was crowned king.
However after both Varians, one after the other appeared she could no longer hide who she was and after turning into her true form she battled the knights of Stormwind and was eventually fought off. But in her retreat she took the 10 year old Anduin and fled across the sea to her lair here in Duskwallow Marsh.
"You can speak freely, they are with me and are here to help. If I'm not mistaken Onyxia has awoken and her forces are probably on high alert." Cyrus continued to play the role of Arthas to keep things moving along.
"Aye they witnessed her fly into her lair and soon after the guard black dragonkin tripled outside the entrance, but a few hours ago I received a report that a third of the forces returned within the lair while the rest have begun regular patrols of the surrounding area." Commander Samaul began explaining the reports as he handed a stack to Cyrus for him to read for himself.
'So Anduin must've escaped his bindings already which is why a third went back inside to track him down. It's not a big cave so he will definitely not be able to stay hidden, but if memory serves me well it's not that they can't find him. They can't get to him due to the fact that he is in a crevice which only Onyxia would be able to retrieve him from with her magic. Varian and his duplicate should be on their way here now. So the question is do I go now, or wait for backup. Although Onyxia isn't too bad it took 40 level 60s in classic to fight her and in Wraith and after it was 10 level 80s and my group is definitely a little short.' Cyrus thought as he read over the documents.
"Thank you Commander, I wonder if I could get my usual room for the night, we will be departing tomorrow." Cyrus asked as he handed the reports back to Samaul.
"Aye your highness, it's not in use at the moment since Lady Proudmoure is in Stormwind currently." Commander Samaul answered back with a smirk.
Many knew of the two's relationship and in another timeline were even married and had a son Ulther Menethil. Seeing Arthas flinch Commander Samaul gave a hearty laugh, "Aye Prince Arthas, Lady Proudmoure has taken to your room when doing her duties for the Kirin Tor."
Feeling the stares from behind Cyrus continued on, "Alright Commander, I appreciate your information. I take it that King Varian and his party are already en route and should be here in a few days?" Seeing the commander agree with a nod of his head, Cyrus breathed out a sigh. He knew trouble was coming and wasn't sure what to do. Would he be able to bring both Jaina and Alduin back? Would Jaina even leave given the choice?
Jaina was a very proud and dutiful woman, she dedicated much to the order of the Korin Tor throughout her life. But he also knew that even during the Lich King events she continued to hesitate when it came to Arthas, believing he was still in part Arthas and not entirely swallowed by the Lich King. She even confronted the Lich King herself with a small party of heroes where she confirmed for herself Arthas was no more.
As they were led to the area where they would be staying Cyrus pondered on how he should approach this situation. He knew if he could bring back both Jaina and Alduin it would bring a massive boon to his forces back in Westeros but he doubted he would be able to since each time prison only contained one hero.
So who was trapped in this could be either of them. A part of him wanted it to be Alduin but a 10 year old boy wouldn't help him much, but it was possible that after leaving Alduin would return to his age from the time of his imprisonment. He wasn't sure how it worked. Thrall didn't seem to age much upon exiting but he was an Orc and they aged differently than humans.
As they approached the rooms he was brought out of his thoughts by Sergeant Amelyn notifying them of their rooms. The girls were placed in the room down the hall from the royal chambers where the royal guard was usually placed that followed the royal guest.
After thanking her for the escort Cyrus entered the room. Upon seeing the massive amount of books scattered about the room he couldn't help but shake his head. Jaina was very studious and was always buried in a book unless she was doing a task.
Just as Cyrus sat down at the desk in the room to think there was a knock at the door. Knowing it was probably the others he used a spell to open the door allowing them to enter.
"So my Prince, mind telling us what's going on and who Jaina is?" Margaery was the first to ask in a playful tone.
Cyrus released a sigh, he knew it was coming but wasn't sure how to answer.
"Well in this world I am Prince Arthas Menethil and am held in high regard amongst Alliance and even Horde factions. But I'm sure that you already pieced that together. As for Jaina, it's a bit complicated. She is a powerful mage and one not to be taken lightly, which is all the explanation you will get at this time. Onto what's going on, well if I'm not wrong we are here to kill a dragon. A large Black Dragon." Cyrus explained as he looked at a map of the region.
"Is it Balerion?" Marcella asked hesitantly which cause Cyrus to chuckle a bit as he shook his head in denial.
"No, her name is Onyxia and she much smarter and more cunning than Balerion the Black Dread. In fact everything that has led up to now in this situation was all due to Onyxia, well the tail end of it anyway." Cyrus spoke as he slowly brought the event to mind.
Seeing the distant look of nastalgia and excitement Margaery could help but ask, "Can you tell us the story? I very much want to know about your world."
Seeing the others nod in agreement Cyrus couldn't help but laugh.
"Sure, well to give you an overview not to long ago the Second Great War ended. The war was between the Alliance which is made up of Humans, Night Elves, Dwarves and Gnomes and the Orcish Horde. While the Horde is also made up of other races such as Trolls, Tauren and the Forsaken who are the undead who were able to break the Lich Kings control over them. But in this particular war it was mostly Humans vs Orc. This war had happened immediately after the first and was a battle over dominion of the whole continent as well as the world. Stormwind fell and the Orc razed it to the ground, following the conclusion of the war it needed to be rebuilt. So the nobles of the city commissioned the Stonemasons Guild to repair it, which they did. However as they worked for years to rebuild Stormwind their fees and salaries didn't get paid. The nobles had already ran up a huge debt expanding the military and pretty much crippled their own economy, so whe the guild requested what was rightfully theirs there was nothing they could give. Rather than being forth coming and negotiate and arrangement the nobles called the guilds workmanship poor and felt they shouldn't pay. So as you can imagine things didn't go so well. But what nobody knew was a certain dragon who disguised herself as human was the one pulling all the strings. After no resolution could be found thru the king who did attempt to mediate fell thru the masons rioted which led to the murder of the Queen while she tried to calm the rioting masons. In his rage King Varian began to use harsh methods to not just quell the riots but to destroy the guild entirely. After the surviving member escaped Onyxia used her influence to worsen the situation and thus was born the terrorist group the Defias Brotherhood. One thing led to another and King Varian was kidnapped and his ten year old son was crowned King. Onyxia had used her magic to split Varion into two she imprisoned his main personality and released the other to return home. However his son Alduin could tell something was off with this father cause his personality was different. Eventually the other part of Varion escaped and returned to Stormwind ousting Onyxia from the city and stripping all her power she had spent years to cultivate. That brings us to now, as she escaped the city she grabbed the boy and brought him to her lair, which is where we are heading." Placing his finger at the southern end of the map, the girls looked at where he was pointing seeing what looked like a giant stone claw.
"So rest well tonight, cause tomorrow is going to get dangerous. Your skills will definitely be put to the test. I will handle Onyxia along with Alexstrasza while you three will have to handle her whelps." Cyrus gave them a smile which each of them stiffen.
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