Portrait of a Champion

The Black Knight Slain by The Champion of Stormwind

The last few days have been hectic ones in my battle against the forces of the Lich King, and have left little time for recording my exploits. Suffice it so say that I have achieved great glory on behalf of my Kingdom, and in doing so, I have neutralized one of Arthas's most fiendish lieutenants.

Due to my great skill and dedication, I achieved the rank of Argent Valiant in record time. Upon doing so, it was only a matter of applying the proper degree of effort to reach the rank of Champion. I have now earned the title "of Stormwind," and wear it with pride in display to all whom I encounter.

So as to do honor to my friends the Dwarves of Ironforge, I have undertaken the path of a Valiant of Ironforge, which I expect shall soon see me reach the august rank of Champion with that worthy contingents. No alliance is as tried and true as ours with the Dwarves. Compared to the cancerous entanglement that is the Horde, we are as titanium against wood. Victory shall come, so long as we continue to remain true to ourselves and our allies!

But enough praise of our brothers-in-arms! To be sure, all the bards of the human lands could sing the worthiness of this proud and mighty people for all the days of Azeroth, and still not come close to capturing their quality. However, now is not the time for such idylls.

As I was saying, I continue to make my presence known among the Argent Tournament, on the very footsteps of the Prince of Darkness's seat of power. One of my first actions upon being named Champion of Stormwind was to call out the vile Black Knight, the imposter to the Argent cause, whose actions in our ranks were despicable even by the standards of our great foe. I emerged victorious, strengthened by the memories of the fallen warriors done in by Arthas's treachery.

In between my training with the tournament, I have continued to scout Icecrown and surrounding environs, and have won many victories for the Alliance. It is my hope that the actions of myself and others like me may soon see our enemy pinned down in his icy tomb of a citadel Then we shall strike the final blow!

But first, we must continue to act, and we must solve the riddle of Ulduar. Next time, an account of my initial foray into that stronghold of Titan power.

The Argent Tournament

On the orders of King Wrynn, I have reported to the encampment of the Argent Tournament in the northeast corner of Icecrown Glacier. My mission here is threefold: First, I am to receive additional training in certain forms of armed combat that will no doubt prove useful in the ongoing battle against Arthas and his undead legions. Second, I will root out spies and traitors among the ranks of the Argent Crusade. Third, I will win glory for Stormwind and the rest of the Alliance.

Upon arrival, I reported to the Silver Covenant Pavillion to commence my participation in the tournament. I must admit that my considerable weapon skills aided me greatly in achieving the rank of Valiant, and the other tasks put upon me by the Allied leaders in the tourney enabled me to go about my ongoing scouting and reconnaissance missions with double efficiency.

At present, I continue to train towards the rank of Champion, which I feel certain I will reach in the next few days. As I continue along this path, I must take care to bide my time so as to ensure maximum intelligence gathering with regards to the other participants. In particular, I must maintain my vigil towards the contestant known as The Black Knight. This mighty warrior pretends to be an orphan from Westfall, now seeking the downfall of the Lich King. However, I have learned through investigation that he is an agent of the very fiend he purports to oppose! Scoundrel! Soon, he will feel the wrath of Lordaeron, and the Light shall rain down upon him and wash his malevolent designs away!

I know what evil lurks in the hearts of Orcs . . .

Coming soon, a look at why we must continue to oppose these bloodthirsty, green-skinned savages.

Frenzyheart v. Oracles

Coming soon, an account of my adventures in the Sholazar Basin among these warring tribes.

In the Service of The Argent Vanguard

Coming soon, a tale of triumph, tragedy, and salvation reclaimed: the story of my role in the latest push into Icecrown, and the redemption of Crusader Bridenbrad.

Into the Waygate

Coming soon, an account of the completion of my tasks on behalf of the Avatar of Freya, including my journey through the Waygate and my epic battle with Scourge in the drifts of the Icecrown Avalanche.