Poison, a tale from Steamwheedle Cartel

Introduction
This is a script I (Celegil) once wrote when me and Richeron got the idea to make a Machinima in the style of 'Tales of the Past' but with less silliness, more lore correctness and no anime stuff. Sadly, things never got rolling because us two were far too busy with our respective studies. Because it would be a shame to leave the script rotting away on my computer, I decided to upload it to the Wiki. Hopefully, someone else someday might be brave enough to undertake the rather massive job. If you are a Machinima creator and you are interested in using this story, please contact me on my own discussion page or contact me in-game with a letter or a whisper.

Act 1
Scene 1 Narrator: The fight in Northrend rages on unrelenting. For months, the assault on the Lich King’s fortress has been a meat grinder for both the Horde and the Alliance. Narrator: Also the King of Stormwind, Varian Wrynn, has answered the call and is off to Northrend to do his part. Narrator: But not all wend to war.. The citizens of Stormwind continue their day to day duties the best they can. Life has not come to a standstill. The commoners having to do their best now that their King and the army has marched off. It is about the smaller conflicts and heroes, this story is about. Elizabetha: Richeron! Wake up damn you, its half past one in the afternoon. Richeron: Huh? Oh..yes dear. Elizabetha: By the light, you’re worse than a drunken Dwarf with a hangover. Richeron: But at least the drunken Dwarf has a lovely wife.
 * various images of the fight in Northrend while the narrator talks*
 * images of the army assembling in Stormwind, marching off with the King*
 * fade to black as we see the army and the King marching onto the boat*
 * happy and peaceful images of the Mages District*
 * flying cam into Richeron’s house. Elizabetha, Richeron and their two children are inside. Elizabetha walks up the stairs, Richeron is sleeping in bed*
 * Richeron wakes up slowly, he looks wrecked*
 * Richeron slowly steps out of the bed, wearing his nightwear*
 * Elizabetha blushes and makes a sigh sound*
 * Fade over to next scene*

Scene 2, Richeron: Oh my..*blushes deeply* This is…very silly.. Elizabetha: What is it they are making up now? Worse than the story you’re great, great grandfather was an ogre? Richeron: I..they..say..I had sex with..a Night Elf prostitute in Goldshire.. Elizabetha: Shhh! The children mister Withamhall! Richeron: Its not true dear..really! Elizabetha: I know, but we just have to endure. After the King comes back from Northrend everything will be clearer in the House of Nobles. Richeron: *grunts* Maybe his other twin of twins comes back instead, or his goldfish. Elizabetha: *whispers to Richeron* Oh that must be you’re prostitute. Elizabetha: Good afternoon gentlemen, can I help you? Guardleader Herius: Blessings upon you milady, we are in search of mister Withamhall. Richeron: Who is it? Not Nelson I hope! Say I will collect the Ogre droppings next wee- Oh. Guardleader Herius: Lord Withamhall, Count Ridgewell has requested an audience with you regarding a proposition. Richeron: *grunts* Has he said what kind of proposition? Guardleader Herius: No sir. I was just told to take you to him. Richeron: *sighs* Very well guardsman, take me to him. Elizabetha, I will be back soon. Elizabetha: Be careful Richeron, and light give you wisdom. Richeron: *nods to Guarleader Herius* Very well, take me to him.
 * Richeron, Elizabetha and their two children sit around a table, having breakfast, Richeron reads a newspaper*
 * Elizabetha sighs and moves over to Richeron to put a hand on his shoulder*
 * hard bonking on the door*
 * Richeron laughs as Elizabetha walks over to the door and opens it*
 * Three guards of Stormwind await*
 * Richeron shouts from inside, he walks to the door as he says this*
 * Richeron blinks as he sees the Guards, Elizabetha is now blushing*
 * the guards and Richeron walk to Stormwind Keep, fade out*

Scene 3, Count Ridgewell: Thank you men, that will be all, dismissed. Guardleader Herius: Yes sir, certainly sir! Count Ridgewell: Well.. well… well Withamhall, what have I read now? Frolicking with purple breasts? Richeron: *grunts* They are all lies! Lies I tell you! The other nobles just can’t stand my recent admittance into the group. Count Ridgewell: Have you proof that you have not been in Goldshire? Richeron: *sighs* No..I am afraid not. But I have a wife and two children! Count Ridgewell: That says nothing Withamhall. You know what happed with lady Prestor. She turned out to be a light-forsaken black dragon! The plebs that read these articles, they’ll believe everything! And besides, you have a weak case. Because you DO spend a lot of time with those purple women. Richeron: You are referring to lady Ravenwind, and Moonsong? But they run a hospital, not a bloody whorehouse light’s sake! Count Ridgewell: I’ve seen miss Ravenwind, Withamhall. She is young like the rest of the prostitutes. I say again, you have a weak case my friend! Richeron: *grunts* Why have you summoned me then, this isn’t a proposition! Count Ridgewell: Patience, Withamhall. I was getting to that. Richeron: *sighs* My apologies count, please continue. Count Ridgewell: You know of Ashenvale, Withamhall? Richeron: Yes count. My wife and I sometimes visit friends there. Count Ridgewell: Very good, then you must know of the war between the Night Elves and the Orcs. Richeron: Of course, count. Count Ridgewell: They have requested our support. They believe they have the right to ask an entire brigade to come to their….primitive villages. Count Ridgewell: We will not give them that….instead…we give them you. Richeron: But..count, that would be- Count Ridgewell: Silence Withamhall, I will not hear you’re comments. My proposition is: You go to Ashenvale and explain to those savages that they can join the line just like every other race and nation. Richeron: And what if I accept, what does it mean for me? Count Ridgewell: You will return like a hero, of course. Richeron: And what if I don’t accept..? Count Ridgewell: You’re position in the House would be…unstable. Count Ridgewell: I take it we have an agreement..? Richeron: Y..yes count. Count Ridgewell: You’re boat for Auberdine leaves tomorrow, I suggest you tell you’re relatives.
 * Richeron and the guards arrive in the library, Count Ridgewell is inside and studying some books, as he hears the guard plate boots stops he speaks*
 * The guards walk off leaving Richeron and Count Ridgewell alone in the library, Ridgewell slowly turns around, closing the book with a bang in his hand*
 * Count Ridgewell walks back and forth*
 * Count Ridgewell stops walking around and turns to Richeron*
 * Richeron frowns a few times but remains silent*
 * Richeron blinks*
 * Count Ridgewell grins*
 * Richeron gasps for a few moments, Ridgewell keeps looking at him rather unfriendly*
 * Count Ridgewell shows Richeron the way outside. Richeron looks pensive and walks back home, fade out*

Scene 4, Elizabetha: Rich! Where have you been?! Richeron: I am sorry Liz…we need to talk. Elizabetha: That bastard…. Richeron: *nods* I know, but I don’t have much of a choice. Elizabetha: *nods slowly* You won’t go alone, I will come with you. Richeron: But what about Annika, and Iohannes? Elizabetha: I will take them to Nouala, she can take care of them for the time being. Richeron: *sighs* I am sorry I am forcing you into this.. Elizabetha: No..its not your fault. But we just have to endure, and complete the challenges the Light places before us. Nouala: How long will you be gone? Richeron: *shrugs* I am not sure…it could be a week, two weeks, months. Blueleaff: Whatever happens...Elune will be with you both. Nouala: And the children will be safe with us. They will hardly notice you are gone Life-Friend. Elizabetha: Thank you Nouala, Blueleaff. It is good to have you as our friends. Blueleaff: As it is to have you as friends, dear child. Crewmember: Oi yer landlobbers! This ‘ere ship be leavin soon so yer be gettin yer arses on board. Elizabetha: I..see. Thank you kind sir. Crewmember: Oooooi! A woman onboard and nae one ‘o these purple freaks. I’ll be enjoyin the sight ‘o yer tities..like icebergs yes they are! Richeron: Be off you imbecilic drunkard! Or I shall kick you into the water myself! Crewmember: Oi oi, one ‘o derm Nobles, I don’t be wantin quarrel with yer, nae I don’t. Nouala: Maybe a swim to Auberdine would clean his mouth? Elizabetha: *grunts* I can kick their behinds too. Richeron: *smiles* I say, that’s my woman. Blueleaff: We will not keep you longer dear friends, may Elune light your path. Narrator: And so, the two young parents sailed across the ocean to Kalimdor..hoping their journey through the forests would be safe..
 * Richeron walks home, it has become night. He knocks on the door off his house and Elizabetha opens the door*
 * The camera turns around the couple as they talk at the dinner table about the proposition Richeron got, eventually, Elizabetha’s face turns sour*
 * Richeron and Elizabetha kiss, a fade over to the next location.*
 * Richeron and Elizabetha wear their battle gear, Nouala and Blueleaff both hold one of Richeron and Elizabetha’s children. They all stand in Stormwind’s harbour, near the ship to Auberdine*
 * Blueleaff bows her head gently*
 * One of the crewmembers of the ship walks forward to the four, he is obviously drunk*
 * Elizabetha turns to the Crewmember, looking disgusted*
 * Richeron frowns deeply and raises his voice. Elizabetha, Nouala and Blueleaff look shocked*
 * The crewmember quickly drags himself away, Nouala and Blueleaff shake their heads*
 * Nouala glares at the sailor*
 * Richeron and Elizabetha take there leave, Nouala, Blueleaff and the children remain. As the Narrator speaks, the ship sails away*
 * fade out*

Act 2
Scene 1 Narrator: Ashenvale..the ancestral homeland of the Night Elves. A peaceful place for many millennia where the Elves live in complete harmony with nature. Richeron: Blast these roads! Do they even call them roads?! Bah.. Elizabetha: *sighs* I’m sure we are on the right path… Narrator: But peace can be like a dying plant.. Elizabetha: Rich! Look out! Celegil: Who are you, Human bag of meat? Richeron: I say! Excuse me lady..? Celegil: I said: Who are you?! Celegil: I smell a lot of Arcane around you! Richeron: So much for manners, hmph. I am Lord Richeron Withamhall, and this is my wife Elizabetha Istro Withamhall. And you are correct miss..Elf..I have studied in Dalaran. Elizabetha: Maybe it was not smart to tell her that dear.. Richeron: Why? She’s only one? Surely we can deal with her. Richeron: *swallows* I..uhm..see. Celegil: You will come with us Arcane addict..or else you and you’re whore will pay dearly. Elizabetha: Excuse me?! Richeron: *sighs* Lets work with them dear...they called in our help. Surely there will be some smarter Elf around. It will all be jolly good. Celegil: Take them away sisters!
 * We see Richeron and Elizabetha travel across Darkshore and eventually into Ashenvale. When they reach Ashenvale, the camera shows some creatures walking around, peacefully while the narrator speaks*
 * Richeron and Elizabetha walk in the middle of the forest, they seem to have lost their way.*
 * The camera zooms out and shows Richeron and Elizabetha in the distance, a Forsaken assassin stands behind a tree*
 * The Forsaken assassin starts to creep up on Elizabetha, when he is only an inch away from her, an arrow hits him and he falls down*
 * A loud cry from one of the bushes can be heard as Celegil jumps from cover and lands on the Forsaken, impaling her and possibly (if the effects allow it ;)) covering her with blood. Richeron and Elizabetha look a bit startled while Celegil stands up, breathing deeply, almost like a growl. For a few moments nothing is said and the camera turns around the group, then Celegil starts to speak.*
 * Celegil threatens Richeron with her blade/glaive*
 * Celegil whistles, a small number of other Sentinels jump from bushes around them*
 * Richeron and Elizabetha are taken away, surrounded by the Sentinels and Celegil, fade out*

Scene 2 Narrator: Deep inside forgotten caverns, hidden in the Barrens lies the sanctuary of the Druids of the Fang. Their original mission was to heal the lands of the catastrophe that occurred on the Barrens during the War of the Ancients, ten thousand years ago. But alas….how noble their goal…their leader got maddened and trapped inside the dream. The other Druids suffered dearly from his demise….and slowly descended into darkness…They are lead now by the Elder Druid Mordanus Sharpfang. Mordanus: What is it..? Random druid: Elder….I have good news. The Forsaken are willing to supply us with the necessary ingredients to make the poison. Mordanus: *grinning laugh* Good…those wretched idiots in Astranaar will see soon enough they made a mistake to shun our kind. You are dismissed. Ashana: You’re idea to ally with the Forsaken is excellent…my dear. When we unleash the poison upon both the Astranaar and the Warsong clan….you know what will happen.. Mordanus: Indeed…they will go to war….and when the Sentinels and Orcs lie screaming in pain….we can reveal the cure. Ashana: Indeed dear...indeed…then your kind will be accepted again...and you will show me the power of rejuvenation….so that I will regain my immortality. Mordanus: Of course….they will pay for what they have done..
 * This scene takes place in the Wailing Caverns. The camera flies around showing a number of Druids of the Fang go about their daily business. Eventually, the camera stops behind a male Night Elf named Mordanus Sharpfang, overlooking the gorge. While the camera flies around, the narrator speaks*
 * As the narrator finishes, another Druid enters the chamber and stands behind Mordanus*
 * As the Random Druid leaves the chamber, Ashana comes walking in from the shadows and stands close to Mordanus*
 * The Camera zooms out of the Wailing Caverns and eventually hovers somewhere above the Barrens, fade out*

Scene 3 Raenne: Who are these Sentinel? Celegil: I found them in the woods, the male has a nasty odour with him.. Raenne: *sniffs her nose* Hrmm…Arcane.. filth. Richeron: Lady Elf, if you would allow me to explain, all will be fine and dandy. Raenne: Be quick about it..I don’t have all day! Richeron: You see my lady, I have been send on a mission as a response to a letter that has been send to the King of Stormwind. My orders were to tell you that uhm…I..there won’t be any help. Raenne: *grunts* So our plead for help was not answered..by the Goddess, what were their arguments for this?! Elizabetha: The King is away in Northrend…and he took all of his armies with him. Raenne: So they send a Mage?! That’s like an insult for everything we stand for! Richeron: I say, my lady I am a Paladin but I have also followed Mage trainining. Raenne: That’s like saying a Demon Hunter is devoted to Elune...what nonsense! And at this time too! Elizabetha: What do you mean? Raenne: *grunts* Our children have fallen ill. We think its something with the water since the animals around the forest are not diseased in any way. We have had the Druid’s check that for us. Caliyen: Wolfrunner, Captain..I know this person. Richeron: Watch Captain Caliyen Starbreeze? I never knew you.. Caliyen: Little knew, but I returned here yes. Its Outrunner now though. Celegil: And she follows my orders. Not yours, pesky Human. Richeron: I say! Caliyen: Raenne, this man won’t harm us. He has many friends of our kind in the east. Raenne: *grunts* Those that deserted us you mean..*turns to Richeron* Very well then..you are free to go..but I am deeply disappointed at the Alliance for this. Begone, all of you. Richeron: Thank you Caliyen. Caliyen: You are welcome. I couldn’t let an old friend stand in the middle of Sentinels. *grinning laugh* Celegil: That said, you are not out of the woods yet, literally .I’m still here and I highly disapprove of your presence. Elizabetha: Can you just cut the bloody wild girl crap now?! Celegil: What?! You little piece of.. Richeron: *hasty laugh* Ladies, please, it will all be jolly fine if we don’t swear at each other. Celegil: *grunts* Hrm..fine. But you do nothing here to help us in any way. Elizabetha: Show us what its like then. Richeron: Liz dear! Are you sure that is wise..*sounds hesitant* Celegil: Show you what? Elizabetha: Well..if you show me how dire the situation is…perhaps my husband can convince the other nobles in Stormwind to support the cause. Celegil: Noble too?! By Elune you are a mockery to everything we stand for…but fine..follow me. I will show you how Ashenvale is slowly decimated by those bloody Orcs. Caliyen, you will come as well. Caliyen: Yes, captain. Random Sentinel: Raenne, we investigated the corpse of the Undead. Raenne: What did you find? Random Sentinel: Mistress, I think we found the source of our children’s ill health. Its poison! Celegil: *turns to the Sentinel* What? Randome Sentinel: Yes! And its done by a Druid of all! Elder Mordanus. Raenne: Oh goddess above..We will have to make the necessary preparations. Now away with all of you. I need to think.
 * Celegil, Richeron and Elizabetha arrive in Astranaar, surrounded by a number of other Sentinels. A possible option here is to let commoners watch from a distance as this scene unfolds. Finally, the group reaches Raenne Wolfrunner in the main building in Astranaar*
 * Richeron struggles to speak but Elizabetha interrupts him*
 * Caliyen wanders inside and notices Richeron, she walks forward to stand beside Celegil*
 * Richeron turns to Caliyen and gasps a little in surprise*
 * Caliyen sighs, then turns to Raenne*
 * Richeron, Elizabetha, Caliyen and Celegil walk outside. Astranaar returns to its daily business while the four talk*
 * Caliyen facepalms and sighs*
 * A random Sentinel runs in and starts talking to Raenne*
 * Richeron, Elizabetha, Celegil and Caliyen wander off into the forest. Fade out to next scene*

Scene 4 Narrator: The Orcs of the Warsong Clan have been in Ashenvale for the last few years, cutting the trees of the Night Elf forest to construct their growing population in Durotar, but also for their machines of war. Next to the killing of the demigod Cenarius, this is the main issue that the Night Elves have against the Orcs. Since the Battle of Mount Hyjal, the conflict has been growing slowly and is now at a breaking point. All out war..will be a reality soon. Rocmar: General, these Elves have been killing more peons this week, we must show them a message not to mess with us! Ihynlia: No, I believe this is not something we must do. We should ask the Elves for a portion of the forest. No more dead peons and no angry Elves. Vrakk: Bah! The spirits tell me these Elves will never agree! It’s a waist of time, General we should kill them now we have the chance! Torakk: ENOUGH! My patience with these arguments are running thin! I have my orders to keep as much of the peons safe as possible without provoking war! The Beastmaw Clan will follow these orders to the letter! Torakk: But I will NOT be peaceful to them either! Now get out of my sight! Torakk: *grunts* Yes? Tannaka: Chieftain, I have bad news. Many children have fallen ill. Torakk: *rises up* What..? How? Tannaka: Many have gone delirious and feverish, also some of the peons are feeling ill. Torakk: Bah! Peons always have excuses...but the children..hrm. Of course.. Tannaka: Yes Chieftain? Torakk: Those cursed Elves! That motherless whore of an ogre, this is her work, it always is! Tannaka: Who? Torakk: *grunts* That captain….always if something odd is happening around here it is her doing..always. Tannaka: Are you not guessing now? Torakk: *takes of his wolfhead helmet and points at a scar, if it is possible to edit in* She scared me for life that wench! Don’t tell me to guess sister! Prepare the outriders! We will find these harpies and tear out their ears! Tannaka: Yes brother!
 * The camera shows the Warsong Lumber Camp in Ashenvale. It shows various pictures of how the Orcs are cutting lumber. This all happens as the narrator talks. Eventually, as the narrator nears the end of his lines, the camera goes inside the fortress building and shows Torakk, Ihynlia, Vrakk, Kogar and Rocmar standing inside, in a circle*
 * Rocmar steps forward into the Circle and looks at Torakk*
 * Ihynlia steps forward*
 * Ihynlia’s mate Kogar nods at her. Then Vrakk steps forward*
 * Torakk steps forward, angry*
 * Torakk turns to Ihynlia*
 * Everyone leaves the chamber except Torakk who kneels down and watches a map. After a few moments, Tannaka, Torakk’s sister, walks inside.*
 * Torakk slams his fist on something, your choice as of something easy to edit*
 * Camera shows some images of Orcish Outriders riding out on Worgs into the forest, fade to black.*

Act 3
Scene 1

During these next few scenes, Richeron, Elizabetha, Caliyen and Celegil are the party unless mentioned otherwise.

Celegil: There you have it.. Elizabetha: Hrm..I am sorry to see this. Richeron: Oh my..this is not so fine and dandy. Caliyen: *grunts at Richeron* Elizabetha: Those children seem terribly ill. Celegil: Probably ill from their parent’s idiotic disregard to the forest. Elizabetha: I would so love if you stop saying smart-ass remarks! Richeron: Wait ladies. They seem as ill as the children in your village. *looks to Celegil* Celegil: *peers at the children* That is the smartest you have said whole day..this is interesting. The Forsaken who we killed did had some documents with him.. Caliyen: This could be connected. The documents that were recovered also spoke of Random male Orc: Hrm..weak. Randome Female Orc: They are ill. The General himself has said this, do you question him?! Random male Orc: Silence woman! Random Female Orc: No you are silent when you don’t get your dinner tonight! Random male Orc: *grumbles* Hrmsmm.. Random male Orc: Wretched Elves in the bushes! Narrator: Such is the risk of being in Ashenvale.. Richeron, Elizabetha, Celegil and Caliyen were taken to the keep in Warsong Hold. There, they were held captive..to rot and die.
 * Richeron, Elizabetha, Caliyen and Celegil walk through the forest of Ashenvale. After a few moments of images of travelling, the party encounters the first line of massive deforestation. There are a number of Orcs here along with a few Orcish children. The party kneels down in cover*
 * A shredder walks by the party, forcing them to stay quiet, then Elizabetha looks at a few of the Orcish children, they are coughing and crawling, ill*
 * A male and female Orc passes by the group*
 * The Male Orc spots the party hiding in the bushes*
 * The party tries to flee from a number of Outriders on Worgs that have responded to the random male Orc’s shout for aid. You are free to interpret this chase but in the end, the party gets captured and a net is thrown over them. Celegil and Caliyen try to bite the Orcs but eventually get knocked out cold with Richeron and Elizabetha*
 * Fade out to next scene*

Scene 2
 * This scene takes place just outside the keep in Warsong Lumber Camp. There is a large gathering of random Orcs, Trolls and Tauren that stand around the party as they are tied up against totems (or a wall, whatever is more easy for you). The crowd swears against the party (think up something creative like: ‘Purple whores!’ ‘Human rats!’. After some time, Torakk and his entourage of Vrakk and Kogar walk up to the party. First to Celegil in specific*

Torakk: Hah! Now it is my turn! Torakk: Who is this then..Quite a long way from Stormwind..Human. *spits* Slaver. Richeron: I say, such dastardly lack of manners! Elizabetha: Rich, I think it would be smart if you didn’t insult him. Torakk: The woman is smart. Smarter then the rest of you filth. Tannaka: Maybe she knows more about our sick pups. Torakk: Hrm, good point sister. Speak woman! Why did you poison our pups! Richeron: Green sir, I say- Elizabetha: Rich! *sighs* We don’t want to harm your children. Random Orc woman: The bitch is lying! Kill her! Torakk: Hrm, and you want me to believe that? YOUR kind that enslaved us for years! The pain you caused us..and you call us monsters. Torakk: You treated us like filth…Hitting my sister Tannaka...hurghm..monsters. YOU are the monsters here, just like the Elves who poisoned our children! Elizabetha: *sighs* I have proof that we did not do it. Torakk: Speak quickly then human! Richeron: But good sir, may I not- Torakk: SILECNE! Let her speak! Elizabetha: The Elves children were poisoned as well, they have the same symptoms as far as I could see. Tannaka: Hmm..interesting. Let her continue. Torakk: Continue, Human. Elizabetha: The Elves here captured an undead, he carried documents implying some Druid of the Fang that worked together. Elizabetha: You have to trust me, the Elves are having the same type of problems. If not worse now that they still need to adapt to mortality. Torakk: *grunts* Very well..I shall ponder about this. But if this is some trick.. Elizabetha: It is no trick..I assure you. Torakk: Good..take them inside and feed them.
 * Torakk slams hard into Celegil’s face. If possible, a camera image of some drops of pink Night Elf blood on the ground or a stream from Celegil’s nose. She seems quite out of it (=almost unconscious)during this scene. He then copies the process with Caliyen who falls really unconscious. He then walks over to Richeron and looks at him, curiously*
 * As Torakk tells of his memory, various images of a flashback are scene of a camp with Orcish slaves in Hillsbrad, during the time Thrall was a prisoner of Lordearon as well*
 * The crowd falls silent, Torakk walks around, pondering on a decision*
 * The crowd disperses, Richeron, Elizabetha, Celegil and Caliyen are taken inside the keep by a number of grunts. Torakk follows them*

Scene 3

Torakk: I read the documents. But tell me why I should believe these are not fake? Elizabetha: Why would we? The children in Astranaar are sick as well. Celegil: You are stupid, Orc. We never write in Common while this document is written perfectly! Torakk: Silence Elf! I could have killed you already! Elizabetha: *sighs* Shut up Celegil. Richeron: She did have a point though..about the common. Torakk: Hrm..fair enough. But even if you are speaking the truth, what do you ask of me? Richeron: Perhaps..we could go to this Druid, ring the doorbell? Torakk: Hah! Funny little human. Caliyen: Its not a very bad idea..I happen to know the location of the Fang Lair. Torakk: No, its not. Hrm. We shall go then, to this Druid. But if you are leading me into a trap, I will cut your throats myself, got it? Celegil: Oh please say he isn’t coming with us! Torakk: Elf! I will cook your head on a platter…..but not this day! Today, we fight together! Caliyen: He is right, captain…its best to work with him for now. Celegil: *grunts* Fine then..urgh, this feels like some weird nightmare. Torakk: Zixx(Torakk’s Wolf) come! Vrakk, you too.
 * Torakk sits on a Throne, although there is non in the Warsong Lumber Camp, you could make the audience believe there is one by not showing any outside images during this scene. As Torakk sits on the throne, Richeron, Elizabetha, Celegil and Caliyen eat feverishly in front of the throne while they sit on the stonefloor in front of Torakk.*
 * We fade to the outside where the party (Richeron, Elizabetha, Celegil, Caliyen, Vrakk and Torakk travel out of Ashenvale and into the Barrens. Fade out to next scene.*

Scene 4

Blueleaff: Its been weeks without any word now Nouala. Nouala: *sighs* I think they trouble found them again. Blueleaff: I fear for the worst dear child, maybe things escalated. Nouala: I will find them then. Blueleaff: But..dear child, are you sure? Nouala: My Life-Friend needs me, I will always come. Blueleaff: Do you want me to come with you? Nouala: No..but I won’t go alone either. I will call in the help of a few friends.
 * This scene takes place in Stormwind and mostly comprises of imagery. The camera zooms into the Hospital where Nouala is tending to some patients when Blueleaff walks in*
 * Nouala walks around, watching Iohannes and Annika from a distance*
 * Now comes the true meat of the scene where a lot of characters from the server are introduced. Nouala will go and ask several factions for their aid. They never speak though and you can have some nice ‘epic-styled’ music in the background. I was thinking of Breton and the University of Dalaran, Umbert and the Argent Crusade and finally Angst and the Mountaineers (including Steam-Tonk!). Concluding, we see them march to the ships in Stormwind’s Harbour.

Act 4
Scene 1 Caliyen: Goddess…thank you Elune..water.. Torakk: Hrmpf, weak little Elves..*he sounds quite alright instead of dehydrated* Richeron: By the Light..I wish I had paid more attention during my blink spell lessons. Celegil: We must..get there..so weak. Torakk: Hrmp. Of course. Vrakk: Hah, nice trick little Human. Richeron: You are welcome my good sir. Elizabetha: A week ago you would have called him a cauliflower. Caliyen: Look everyone, this is the Fang Lair, home of the Druids of the Fang. Torakk: Hrm..sharp teeth. *camera angle of the teeth on the entrance* Celegil: Let us proceed with caution. Richeron: What is this foul trickery? Celegil: Urgh..not advisable to do that.. Caliyen: It seems it is some sort of barrier..? Richeron can you attempt to dispel it? Richeron: I shall try to do so. Light willing. Serpent: Who seekssss to passs through this barrier ssss? Elizabetha: Uhm, that must be us? Torakk: Bah, no time for talking! Celegil: Urgh, fool. Those that are here are powerful enough to erect a barrier like that, you wish to anger the one thing that is friendly out here? Vrakk: Chief, the Elf speaks wisdom. Torakk: Hrm, very well. Serpent: You are easily angered ssss..green ssskin. It may be your undoing..ssss. Torakk: Shut up. Just let us through! Serpent: Not before you ssssolve a riddle. Caliyen: Oh great. Richeron: Oh jolly, I love riddles! Serpent: Sssince you are unknown to here..a ssssimple question for sssthee. ‘What is neither fish nor flesh, feathers nor bone, but still has fingers, and thumbs of its own? Celegil: *sighs deeply* This is going to be a pain. Richeron: I seem to have been stumped! I have no idea..you Liz dear? Elizabetha: I..I must think first. Vrakk: Hrm..spirits give me insight..*kneels down* Torakk: My patience runs thin now! Richeron: No flesh and skin, but has fingers. Hmm. So it must be something with fingers..Ofcourse! I have succeeded! Celegil: Well, what is it?! Richeron: Gloves of course! Serpent: Hmm…intrueging. You are correct and may enter. Torakk: Hah! Now the fun part begins!
 * We see the party (Richeron, Elizabetha, Celegil, Caliyen, Vrakk and Torakk with his wolf Zixx) wandering through the Barrens. A possible option for this introduction is to paste music underneath it that sounds like a typical journey through a dessert that seems very tough. Also the option of showing the sun during their journey and several heat effects could make the scene more believable. Finally, an oasis can be seen far in front of them*
 * The party travels to the oasis in front of the Wailing Caverns and drink water. During their refreshment, a Kolkar jumps out of nowhere and attempts to impale Vrakk. Richeron however, manages to make an icecube out of it just in time. Vrakk turns around and looks at the Kolkar.
 * Caliyen turns around when she is done drinking some water. She spots the entrance to the Wailing Caverns (we call it Fang Lair in this movie)*
 * The party walks closer to the entrance. A magical barrier is in place however and keeps them from going inside. *
 * Celegil attempts to touch (if this is technically possible, if not, make it as if she’s walking against it) the barrier but gets blasted back.*
 * Richeron attempts to convey energy against the barrier but it is of no use. Instead, a big serpent spawns in front of them. He is benevolent against the party but hisses*
 * Torakk aims the bow with an arrow against the serpent but Celegil manages to stop him*
 * The party can be seen pondering and wandering around, the night falls and they are still pondering.*
 * The party walks inside. Fade to next scene*

Scene 2

Salabadon: “Children of the stars..,” “Guided by their Goddess..” “In peace…” “In war…” “In death..” “Those who are about to die...don’t want to..” “May the Goddess watch over them in this world or the next..” Random Sentinel: Mistress Wolfrunner, we are ready to march. Raenne: Good...we will teach these mongrels a lesson they won’t soon forget.. Raenne : In the name of Elune, what is this...metal monstrosity? Nouala: Ishnu’Alah Raenne. I have brought friends to help find our missing friends. Raenne: Your friends..? Oh you mean..Urgh, you mean the two humans and our two sisters. Raenne: They are long gone, I have no hope for them. Angst: Oi lassy, yer saying we came ‘ere fer nuthin? Nouala: No. They are not hurt, I would know if something had happened to Elizabetha. Angst: Bah..all this ammo unused, I wann’er shoot somethin! Raenne: We are preparing to marching out against the Orcs. Angst: Now that’s what I wanted ter hear! Oi boys, drive the thing forward, we’re shootin Orcs today! A keg for every kill! Random Dwarf voice: Uups, surry Elfies! Angst: Now that’s what I wanted ter hear! Oi boys, drive the thing forward, we’re shootin Orcs today! A keg for every kill! Random Dwarf voice: Uups, surry Elfies!
 * This scene takes place in Astranaar. The Sentinels seem to be preparing for a large attack. It is your choice how much of this preparation we see and if its technically possible but in any way, the following comments of Salabadon must make it in during this preparation, as a voice on the background. We first see Salabadon kneeling in the gazebo, then the preparation camera angles must come.*
 * We now switch over to the middle of the village. Raenne Wolfrunner walks around when a random Sentinel comes up to her.*
 * Suddenly, from the east of the village, a large crowd of people enter. Its Nouala and all the persons you’ve chosen to include during the end of Act 3, Scene 4. At least the Dwarven Mountaineers and the Steam Tonk got a role*
 * Nouala nods*
 * Angst walks forward*
 * The Mountaineers in the background cheer. Now finally, the combines forces march out into the woods, followed by the Steam Tonk that accidently drives against a tree.*
 * Fade over to next scene*
 * The Mountaineers in the background cheer. Now finally, the combines forces march out into the woods, followed by the Steam Tonk that accidently drives against a tree.*
 * Fade over to next scene*

Scene 3


 * The party is fighting against serpents in the Wailing Caverns as they progress through it. I’m letting your own creative thinking do the work here. Eventually though, the party reaches a chamber with Mordanus inside it along with Ashana.*

Ashana: Look here..the champions of the so called just have arrived.. Mordanus: *looks them over* Pah! Young ones! Torakk: You! You poisoned our water! You must die for this! *aims his bow towards Mordanus* Celegil: Bastards! *aims her bow at Ashana* Ashana: My dear..I must take my leave..deal with these insects! Celegil: Bitch! She got away. Richeron: No matter, the Druid bad sir is still here. Caliyen: You shall pay for this. *growling* Vrakk: "I call upon the great Fire Spirit to aid me in my fight" *sparks of flame is seen from the (weapon of choice)* // Use the flame-tongue enchantment. Torakk: Enough talk, lets be done with it! Celegil: Andu’Falah dor! Elizabetha: For the light! Celegil: You die now bloody betrayer! Mordanus: No..no..I must..explain..*coughs* Richeron: I..think we should let him talk. Elizabetha: Yes. Let him talk, we can finish him afterwards. Torakk: Smart human’s. *nods* Mordanus: I did not mean..for this to happen. Celegil: Tell that to the children who have died! Mordanus: I..I am..sorry. Please, follow me..I must show. Celegil: What…? What is the meaning of this? Caliyen: I don’t understand this either.. Mordanus: It is my child..his mother, my..wife, died during labour. Elizabetha: That’s..so sad..but..why not go to the Priestesses? Mordanus: *sighs* If only it was that simple woman..They..*points at Caliyen and Celegil* hate my kind. Richeron: What does he speak off? Celegil: *grunts* He is correct. Druids of the Fang have gone insane…they have been cast out. Caliyen: When the Druids attempted to restore the Barrens to the state before the great Sundering, their leader got trapped in the dream as far as I know, thus maddening all other followers. Or so we thought. Mordanus: Me and my wife..we just followed the master’s words. I travelled to Astranaar to ask the Priestesses to help my wife…but they would not listen! When I came back..she..she died short after. Elizabetha: That is terrible..I can’t believe someone would do that..*gives Celegil and Caliyen a hard look*. But why are you poisoning the children of the Orcs and the Night Elves both? Torakk: Yes! What did we do to deserve this!? Mordanus: *sighs* My son..*points at the crib* is ill himself. He is delirious and has not waked for the past year. The woman you saw here is named Ashana..she is a powerful witch and she promised me to help my son, if I could ignite war between us Night Elves and the Orcs. Torakk: *grunts* Mordanus: But I was a fool..and I am dying for it.. Caliyen: Can we do at least something for the child, Captain? Celegil: *looks at the crib with the child inside* Very well then..we shall take it to Astranaar. Mordanus: Thank you..thank you..it was not his fault…Life..fading.. Richeron: He did a terrible act..but may the light forgive him. Caliyen: And Elune.. Elizabetha: We must return quickly then….before it is too late.
 * The rest of the party takes a battle stance*
 * Celegil releases her bow and the arrow hits Ashana, but she manages to teleport away through a portal.*
 * The party attacks Mordanus. This is a battle scene where Mordanus gets attacked but manages to fend off the attacks because he’s powerful. However, eventually he gets a hit and gets injured. I am leaving the exact happenings over to you, but all the party members must survive but can get quite beaten. Eventually, Mordanus gets hit and kneels down on the ground. If its technically possible, lets some blood spill from him. Celegil keeps her blue glowing magical scimitar above his neck.*
 * Mordanus slowly gets up
 * The party reluctantly follows Mordanus to another room. On a small altar (see if you can get it to happen on the altar in the room with the sleeping druid, at the last boss of the instance), a baby Night Elf can be seen lying in its crib.*
 * Richeron turns to Celegil and Caliyen*
 * Mordanus falls onto the ground and dies. The party stands around him and sighs*
 * The party is seen travelling (with the baby visually if technically possible) from the caverns in the direction of the Barrens. Fade out to next scene.*

Scene 4

Raenne: Sisters, brothers and friends of the Alliance. Today, we shall end the Orc reign of terror! Today, we shall make these feints pay for their acts of defiling the forest! Angst: And do some Tonk target practice ehe.. Raenne: Attack then brothers and sisters! For Elune! Angst: For the keg of ale at the end of the day! Nouala: Andu-falah-dor! For Elune, Nature and the Light! Torakk: I call upon the Beastmaw with the Horn of Howling! If possible visually, Torakk blows the Horn of Howling, if not possible visually, just do it with audio. The Alliance and Horde stop fighting and look up to the hill, surprised. Torakk: Stop this foolishness at once! Celegil: You do not know what has happened sisters! Elizabetha: Listen to them! Caliyen: We have been framed. Vrakk: By an Elf.. Richeron: But not any sort of Elf, a misguided one. We were put up against each other! All of us felt the pain of his poison upon our children, and so we must lay down our arms! Not only for ourselves, but for our families as well. Stop this pointless slaughter. Celegil: You heard him, lay down your weapons sisters. Torakk: You’ve heard them, lay down your weapons, your General commands you! Angst: Bah..I still got ammo..got ter wait fer another time then..
 * This is a large battle scene in Ashenvale. When the scene begins, a line of the Horde can be seen in the middle of the forest opposite a line of the Night Elves and their Alliance friends. All the characters that were present before during Act 4, Scene 2 and Act 3, Scene 4 are also present here. Raenne Wolfrunner walks forward in front of the Night Elf line*
 * The Alliance line charges the Horde line, during this charging, the Horde charges the Alliance as well. I’ll leave it up to you how you will picture this battle. It shouldn’t take too long anyway. About 20-40 seconds of battle footage. Eventually, on a hill overlooking the battlefield, the party arrives
 * Both parties lay down their weapons and begin cheering, but some are still growling, like animals that still have the adrenaline in them, towards the party on the hill*
 * Camera views of cheering continues as a fade out happens to next scene*

Scene 5 (Epilogue)

Narrator: And so the it ended. Complete war was avoided and for the first time in years, Night Elves and Orcs shook hands with each other. Narrator: Celegil and Caliyen took the son of the maddened Elder of the Fang to the Priestesses in Astranaar. There, he was taken care off with loved and raised happily. Narrator: Richeron was received home as a hero by the people of Stormwind. The King himself granting him a permanent seat in the House of Nobles along with a wealthy reward in gold coins. Narrator: Torakk and Vrakk returned to Oggrimmar after their duty in Ashenvale was complete. Torakk received the highest honour from Thrall and was promoted to the select few of the Warlords, legendary commanders that have shown incredible strength, strategic skill and loyalty to the Warchief. Vrakk was given a new magical leash for his elemental pet Vrakk. Narrator: The Night Elves in Astranaar realized that the Orcs needed some lumber to fuel their society. Therefore, they granted them a small piece of the forest to cut. But only if the Orcs would stick to their piece of land and the Night Elves would not attack them. However, soon after this deal was made, tensions rose once again and thus returning to the very unstable ceasefire that took place the years before. Narrator: Ashana remained missing and no one knew where she had left for.. Narrator: …but most knew that she was up to no good at all, once again..in another tale.
 * During this scene, the narrator speaks as various images that reflect his text are shown to the viewer. *
 * Celegil and Torakk can be seen shaking hands in front of a crowd. If technically possible, if not, a good bow can be sufficient enough.*
 * The crib is shown, surrounded by Priestesses*
 * Images of Richeron and Elizabetha in front of the King and various nobles can be seen*
 * Images of Torakk and Vrakk in Oggrimmar surrounded by a crownd in front of the Warchief Thrall*
 * Images of the forest being cut in Ashenvale*
 * Images of the Barrens can be seen, with footsteps leading towards Ratchet*
 * The footsteps turn purple if technically possible, if not, a loud growl from the distance can be heard.*
 * End credits*