"Come with me Prime, I have someone for you to meet... she will help you with anything you need" said Lucy
"Who?" Prime asked
"Ark and Luliana... Righteous Leaders of the Alliance Supply Company" replied Lucy
Lucy and Prime made there way to the Dwarvin District where Ark had been constructing the Volatile Thunderstick for Motokume (Hunter & Guild Master).
"Hi Ark" said Lucy as she waddled up to the anvil "is that gun for Moto?" she asked knowing it was for Moto
"Yes" replied Ark... then asked "Who is your friend?"
"This is Prime the Resilient - a Death Knight from Ebon Hold, but she is actually me" Lucy replied
Ark looked puzzled and asked "She is you? What does that mean?"
Prime explained to Ark the events that took place within the past few years that transplanted the souls of the two.
"Lucy is the Soul of Nebuchadnezzar now housed in the mortal body of Lucy - I am the Soul of Lucy housed in the body of a Fallen Knight of Stormwind..." Prime explained
After many questions and answers along with much confusion Ark finally understand exactly how the two standing before her came to be.
"I remember finding Lucy and going through that whole process but this is even better... Welcome to the Guild - that is if you want to join us" Ark said as she hinted an invitation...
Prime replied "Yes! it would be an honor to serve with you..."
"Shweet... Do you have any professions?" Ark asked
"Well no, i am not skilled in any profession, but i do remember forging weapons for the scourge before my conversion" said Prime
Ark was a little set back by the fact that Prime was able to remember her service for the Frozen Throne, but she trusted that her conversion was permanent since Math, a good friend of Arks who is also a death knight had served by Arks side and had never let her down.
"Well if you want, we really need a Blacksmith in the Guild to forge armor and weapons" Ark said.
"Oh and here... a Gnomish Army Knife to get you started... Engineering Fuh-Tuh-Wuh (FTW)"
"Fair enough" Prime replied "Ill get right to it"
Prime had some previous experience with Smelting and Forging, so this combination of professions was almost like a second nature for her.
Just as Ark tossed Prime the Gnomish Army Knife Luliana walked out of the Auction House
"Hello Lucy, Ark... and uhm... i dont know your name" Luliana said
"This is Prime our new Blacksmith" said Ark as she proudly introduced the newest guild member and forger.
"Welcome Prime" Luliana said joyfully, then asked "Have you met the rest of the guild?"
"Not yet" said Prime, "but im sure i will soon enough..."
"Here is the last Hardened Elementium Bar you needed for that gun" said Luliana to Ark.
"Arks making a gun for Moto" she said to prime as she handed to bar to Ark
"I see" said Prime "Well i better get to working on this if im to be of any use" said Prime as she mounted her Acherus Death Charger...
"Put this on" said Ark as she handed Prime a Guild Tabard "if you come across any other guild members while you are out and about, they will know you are one of us"
Prime spent the next few hours gathering ore, smelting bars and forging armor/weapons...
While she was out farming in The Twilight Highlands she ran into Motokume (Moto)...
"Hey Death-Noob have you seen a lion around here?" Moto asked
Prime quickly turned around and noticed the Tabard... "Hey... ASC..." Prime exclaimed
"Oh my goodness I am so sorry... talk about a warm welcome" Moto said in an apologetic manner.
Laughing it off Prime replied "No worries, but no i havent seen any Lion around these here parts, im actually farming for Ore"
"Did Ark talk you into Blacksmithing?" Moto asked
"She sure did" Prime replied
"Figures she would, she likes what Blacksmiths can make, but she would never be a Blacksmith... she is an Engineer nerd FTW" Moto said
Prime replied"Awesome... Well i need to get back to Stormwind to craft some gear... good luck finding that Lion"
"Thanks!" Moto said as she watched Prime fly away on her Winged Steed of the Ebon Blade
"I'll bet she could make me some new weapons..." Moto thought to herself
Prime arrived in Stormwind just before nightfall... she remembered that Ark had told her about Verlorens need of a new belt... Prime did not know Verloren but wanted to establish trust in the guild and its members.
She worked diligently as the sun began to set... minutes raced by as her focus forged the armor... and when the full was at its highest in the sky, Prime wrapped the armor in Purple Ribboned Wrapping Paper and places it with the Ebonsteel Belt Buckle in the mail and sent it off to Verloren.
<PACKAGE>
Verloren,
I know im new to the guild and that you dont know me... but i heard that you were in need of a belt buckle. This is to demonstrate my skill as your blacksmith and my dedication to the guild. I look forward to meeting you and serving with you in the challenges ahead.
Prime
p.s. before equipping the belt buckle, please ensure you view the contents of the gift, it will makes things a little more clear.
<END PACKAGE>
DRAFT
Monday, December 27, 2010
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Reborn to a New Strength
In the silence of the night, echoing whispers consumed the mind of Summoner Demisette Cloyce... she awoke to the site of an ember in ash as if it were the last source of a withered flame... she lie awake visioning the recent events that have her mind bound to resentment. Her dreams had set her back in time, repeating each moment she wished she could forget.
The sun rose and the morning sky cleared the winds of a new day. The streets of Stormwind were full with the joy of citizens but Demisette walked with shame. The hours dragged her through the day to bring her back to the only place she can lay to rest her mind. She sets her eyes to the candle flicker, a peaceful gaze interrupted by the resonance of her conscience.
"I knew she wasnt ready... I knew..." she thought to herself
as her eyes moved across the room, she noticed the ember from the night before. Time passed her by as she became lost in the sight of such luminance.
"wait a minute!" she thought to herself "thats not..." she began to observe that the ember was not burning... it was glowing with magic. She quickly sat up, rubbed her eyes to clear her vision and moved in closer to see what this was.
Clearing the ash she came to realize a truth that set her free from guilt and regret. She can now redeem herself and regain what was lost.
Repeating the past was not an option, Demisette decided it was time for change, to let one of her own become something greater than she could ever train them to be... to become greater than death itself...
She picked up the shard and dusted it off. Flashing back to the moment she avenged her apprentice, she remembered Sandahl (a fellow warlock trainer) had shown her in the ritual of soul insertion. She took the shard and left for the Circle of Summoning within the depths of the Slaughtered Lamb... there she had the body of a Fallen Knight of Stormwind (a human warrior) and the shard. She opened her spellbook and began the ritual. The candles dimmed as the warlock consumed the surrounding energy to bring forth a renewed soul. As she neared the end of the text she was filled with panic... the text had been smudged making it impossible to complete the ritual...
"if this bond cannot be sealed, she will become a lost soul within the mind of this Fallen Knight... " she said as she focused her energy... she was the only hope for the Fallen Knight at this point.
As she continued to channel her magic she began to fall in and out of focus. Her mind was fatigued from the harnessing of energy, she poured every inch of herself into restoring this being, but within minutes she was rendered unconscious. She fell to the ground and began to dream, but when she entered that world she realized it wasnt a dream... the realm she had entered was between that of mortality and of spirits and souls, and there she would found her, the Knight she was trying to save.
The Fallen Knight wandered as Demisette hurried to catch up to her. Demisette saw her in a distance but could not call out for she would not be heard, winds of this world consumed voices in their grip. As she wandered she heard a whispering voice call to her... the voice of Ner'Zhul... the Lich King...
"Lucy..." the voice called to her
filled with anxiety she replied "yes? who are you?"
"I am the one to fulfill your desires... to break you free from the prison of mortality... do you remember the broken promises made by your master? Do you remember the failures that led you hear?" the voice said
"I... remember..." Lucy thought to defend the integrity of her masters intentions but her mind was consumed by the promise of Ner'Zhul.
"Serve me and I will make you my Prime Champion... You will be greater than life and death... You will rule with power greater than you can imagine..." said Ner'Zhul
Lucy gave herself to the voice of Ner'Zhul and became Prime... a Death Knight slaved to the Frozen Throne. Demisette cried from a distance as she watched all hope vanish before her eyes until she would awake to find that the Fallen Knight had left her side to serve at the throne of the Lich King.
As time went on, Ner'Zhul fused with the body, mind and soul of Arthas, King of Lorderon and wielder of the runeblade Frostmourne. The Lich King had been reborn. Prime trained in the halls of Acherus the Ebon Hold to destroy the Scarlet Crusade and the Argent Dawn (or so she thought). Arthas had an ulterior motive and used his loyal Death Knights for the purpose to lure Highlord Tirion Fordring...
After many battles and many quests for the Lich King, The Battle for Light's Hope Chapel sparked the beginning of a new journey for the Death Knights. Prime chose the path of returning to Stormwind to serve the Alliance and left immediately to offer her loyalty to Stormwind and the Light.
After traveling a few hours, Prime finds herself wondering in the ruins of Gilneas, a city infected by the Worgen curse. As she wandered deeper within the city walls, she noticed her hands were transformed - she had been infected with the curse. She quickly realized that she was not in Stormwind and fled the gates to Hillsbrad Foothills. There she would find a cure to maintain her sanity, but Prime was forever changed, to serve the alliance as a Worgen. Her journey to Stormwind had been delayed to ensure her sanity could be maintained. She paid her way to Stormwind through the flight master and upon arrival she met a familiar face...
"Lucy?" Prime asked
"Yes." replied Lucy
Overjoyed Prime shouted "You're alive!..."
After much confusion and detailed storytelling they both realize they have found each other and themselves to serve as part of a family, a team of different races with different abilities from the far ends of Azeroth to the heart of Outlands. Freed from many wills of many evils, Prime releases her past to forgive those behind her. She would rise with strength with the might of the Alliance to become Prime the Resilient.
What they have yet to discover is the bond between them that makes them unbreakable.
The sun rose and the morning sky cleared the winds of a new day. The streets of Stormwind were full with the joy of citizens but Demisette walked with shame. The hours dragged her through the day to bring her back to the only place she can lay to rest her mind. She sets her eyes to the candle flicker, a peaceful gaze interrupted by the resonance of her conscience.
"I knew she wasnt ready... I knew..." she thought to herself
as her eyes moved across the room, she noticed the ember from the night before. Time passed her by as she became lost in the sight of such luminance.
"wait a minute!" she thought to herself "thats not..." she began to observe that the ember was not burning... it was glowing with magic. She quickly sat up, rubbed her eyes to clear her vision and moved in closer to see what this was.
Clearing the ash she came to realize a truth that set her free from guilt and regret. She can now redeem herself and regain what was lost.
Repeating the past was not an option, Demisette decided it was time for change, to let one of her own become something greater than she could ever train them to be... to become greater than death itself...
She picked up the shard and dusted it off. Flashing back to the moment she avenged her apprentice, she remembered Sandahl (a fellow warlock trainer) had shown her in the ritual of soul insertion. She took the shard and left for the Circle of Summoning within the depths of the Slaughtered Lamb... there she had the body of a Fallen Knight of Stormwind (a human warrior) and the shard. She opened her spellbook and began the ritual. The candles dimmed as the warlock consumed the surrounding energy to bring forth a renewed soul. As she neared the end of the text she was filled with panic... the text had been smudged making it impossible to complete the ritual...
"if this bond cannot be sealed, she will become a lost soul within the mind of this Fallen Knight... " she said as she focused her energy... she was the only hope for the Fallen Knight at this point.
As she continued to channel her magic she began to fall in and out of focus. Her mind was fatigued from the harnessing of energy, she poured every inch of herself into restoring this being, but within minutes she was rendered unconscious. She fell to the ground and began to dream, but when she entered that world she realized it wasnt a dream... the realm she had entered was between that of mortality and of spirits and souls, and there she would found her, the Knight she was trying to save.
The Fallen Knight wandered as Demisette hurried to catch up to her. Demisette saw her in a distance but could not call out for she would not be heard, winds of this world consumed voices in their grip. As she wandered she heard a whispering voice call to her... the voice of Ner'Zhul... the Lich King...
"Lucy..." the voice called to her
filled with anxiety she replied "yes? who are you?"
"I am the one to fulfill your desires... to break you free from the prison of mortality... do you remember the broken promises made by your master? Do you remember the failures that led you hear?" the voice said
"I... remember..." Lucy thought to defend the integrity of her masters intentions but her mind was consumed by the promise of Ner'Zhul.
"Serve me and I will make you my Prime Champion... You will be greater than life and death... You will rule with power greater than you can imagine..." said Ner'Zhul
Lucy gave herself to the voice of Ner'Zhul and became Prime... a Death Knight slaved to the Frozen Throne. Demisette cried from a distance as she watched all hope vanish before her eyes until she would awake to find that the Fallen Knight had left her side to serve at the throne of the Lich King.
As time went on, Ner'Zhul fused with the body, mind and soul of Arthas, King of Lorderon and wielder of the runeblade Frostmourne. The Lich King had been reborn. Prime trained in the halls of Acherus the Ebon Hold to destroy the Scarlet Crusade and the Argent Dawn (or so she thought). Arthas had an ulterior motive and used his loyal Death Knights for the purpose to lure Highlord Tirion Fordring...
After many battles and many quests for the Lich King, The Battle for Light's Hope Chapel sparked the beginning of a new journey for the Death Knights. Prime chose the path of returning to Stormwind to serve the Alliance and left immediately to offer her loyalty to Stormwind and the Light.
After traveling a few hours, Prime finds herself wondering in the ruins of Gilneas, a city infected by the Worgen curse. As she wandered deeper within the city walls, she noticed her hands were transformed - she had been infected with the curse. She quickly realized that she was not in Stormwind and fled the gates to Hillsbrad Foothills. There she would find a cure to maintain her sanity, but Prime was forever changed, to serve the alliance as a Worgen. Her journey to Stormwind had been delayed to ensure her sanity could be maintained. She paid her way to Stormwind through the flight master and upon arrival she met a familiar face...
"Lucy?" Prime asked
"Yes." replied Lucy
Overjoyed Prime shouted "You're alive!..."
After much confusion and detailed storytelling they both realize they have found each other and themselves to serve as part of a family, a team of different races with different abilities from the far ends of Azeroth to the heart of Outlands. Freed from many wills of many evils, Prime releases her past to forgive those behind her. She would rise with strength with the might of the Alliance to become Prime the Resilient.
What they have yet to discover is the bond between them that makes them unbreakable.
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Lost and Found
Nebuchadnezzar, in prior life, existed as a gnome-warlock in the Valley of Coldridge south of IronForge. During his elder years he was captured and transformed to slave as a Mecha-Gnome for the doers of evil. This transformation gave him the abilities to work night and day without tiring. His mind was contained in the constructs of a capacitor, while is spirit rested in the memory bank of the power core device. Combined, this gave him life, and the ability to possess the soul from his flesh.
The years he spent laboring, fixing, building, breaking and even creating... were all but a dream, for when he had awaken and was set free, his mind would become empty again... memories should become shattered and lost...but he would oddly enough hear the sound of tinkering every now and then.
Out of breath, Luliana landed in Honor Hold, rushed into the Inn knocking over everything in her way." Ark! I found you something at the Throne of Kil'Jaeden,something you might want to look at..." she said. "Oh boy, this cant be good." Ark replied. Luliana set on the table a mechanical device that looked like it needed to be melted down and used for better purposes. Ark looked in shock as the malfunctioning device chirped an alarm indicating an expirations proximity.
"You found th... wh... *sigh* we need a warlock! This bot is beyond repair! I havent the materials to delay the inevitable... we need to act fast...to Iron Forge!"
Ark quickly connected battery from her Gnomish Army Knife to the bot with Goblin jumper cables in hopes that it would buy them some time. She carefully placed the bot in his bag and they both flew to the city of Shattrath to take the portal to Ironforge.
After arriving in the Mystic Ward of IronForge Ark is quick to find anyone to point him in the right direction. "Where can i find Briarthorn the Warlock?" he shouts in panic... "He is in the Forlorn Cavern, just around that corner" a man replied.
Luliana and Ark ran to find him. "What are we doing? Why do we need a warlock?" Luliana asked
Ark replied "This isnt just a bot... its much more..." Ark, being an Engineer, knew the history of the Mecha-Gnomes and what drove them from the inside. They arrive at the doorway to find that the warlock trainer grieving over the loss of an apprentice summoner. "What happened?" said Ark
Briarthorn replied "She was on a quest in Stormwind to demonstrate her abilities and prove herself to be worthy of the power of summoning... she opened a portal via the Curse of Doom summoning a demon lord to our world.... the demon lord consumed her soul leaving her body behind. Master Summoner Demisette Cloyce was quick to slay the demon before he consumed others, but it was too late for Lucy..." *sigh*
"...whats done is done, what can i do for you?"
Ark replied "I have a bot here --- a Mecha-Gnome... now just hear me out... I am an engineer and based off of what i know and my experience, this bot is not an ordinary bot. I truly believe that this device possesses the soul of what used to be a gnome-warlock. The power core is the only component in this device keeping it 'alive' and its about to die at any moment now... is there anything in your power you can do to save this soul?"
Briarthorn replied "Yes there is something we can do... but we need the power of a priest and a Paladin!"
"We are they..." said Luliana
"Then perhaps this was no mistake... perhaps this was meant to be..." said Briarthorn "Follow me"
Ark and Luliana followed Briarthorn upstairs to perform a process that has never been performed. In theory the combined abilities would work together to rescue the soul and return it to life where it belonged.
The process of re transformation begins...
Briarthorn begins to cast Drain Soul on the bot hoping to store all of its spiritual being into a soul shard. "Luliana, when i tell you... use your mind control ability to take control of Lucy and begin the ritual of Soul Harvest using the scroll on the table.... this will synthesize the body and soul giving life to a new mind. Ark, once the soul is restored within Lucy, I need you to Holy Shock her three times to jump start her body... then Lay on Hands... to fill her with life and stabilize her for the regeneration process (rest)" said Briarthorn.
"Ready" said Luliana
"Ready" said Ark
Briarthorn guides the process:
"Luliana... perform the ritual..."
...Luliana channeled her focus as her mind infected the Gnomes like a virus...
"Focus Luliana! this is our only shot!"
...Luliana cleared her mind as blood began to drip from her nose.
"Shock it Ark!... its losing power!..."
...Ark placed her Goblin jumper cables to the leads on the bot to give it enough juice to last through the ritual.
"Ark, the soul rests in the mortal body... Lay on Hands..."
...
Luliana recited the hymn of hope as she waited patiently.
...
"It is finished... may she rest and recover"
...
Exhausted and overwhelmed with relief Briarthorn slowly falls to his knees.
"Thank you!" said Ark
"How can we repay you?"
Briarthorn replied "No need, that was Divine Intervention right there... just let her rest and bring her back when she awakes."Using the portal in IronForge and the Dark Portal, Ark and Luliana brought Lucy to Honor Hold Inn in Hellfire Peninsula to recover.
A screeching-roar echoes through the mountains of Hellfire Peninsula waking Lucy into the realm of a familiar reality. She asks herself as a giant Fel-Reaver passes by:
"Where am I? How did i get here? What is going on?"
She asked herself these questions over and over... she pondered trying to remember where she was before here. The only memories contained in her mind was her identity.
"Nebuchadnezzar!" she thought "my name is Nebuchadnezzar..."
"Hello!"
"Hello!?!"
A soft voice replied..."Hi Lucy"
At that moment in time Lucy knew there was something terribly wrong. She couldnt remember anything from before she had awaken... everything before was like a dream after waking... clouded, broken, out of focus..
She heard the voice again "Are you ok?"
She wasnt sure...
"Lucy?... Are you ok?"
"No!" She said... she started to panic... "What happened?... Where am I? What am I doing here?"
"Oh dear..." Luliana said
"I was afraid this would happen... you dont remember me... you dont remember anything from before... i found you out here in your brittle body, broken, barely 'alive' and left to rust. My abilities could not revive your body since it was a machine. I had an engineer take a look to perhaps 'jump' you back to life... apparently that wasnt an option. Ark took you to the warlock in IronForge. I have never before witnessed the process that just occurred but we thought it to be the right thing to do."
"What process is that?" I asked.
Luliana replied "They drained every bit of your soul from that machine and placed into the body you have now... they did the best they could to keep you whole, but it seems parts of your conscious being are missing..."
Lucy began to cry, it dawned on her that she had a life before that she could not remember. She didnt know if she should be happy or sad, fearful or eager, disappointed or thankful.
"What do i do now?" Lucy asked.
Luliana replied "Lets go see the Briarthron, he will know what you should do."
Luliana remembered the agreement.. "... just let her rest and bring her back when she awakes." so she decided to mail Ark a letter telling him that they went to IronForge to see Briarthorn and to meet them there.
Together they left Outlands and went to IronForge to determine her fate.
They arrived at the Forlorn Cavern...
"I didnt expect to see you a for a while" said Briarthorn as they walked inside.
"This is Briarthorn" said Luliana "he will be your trainer - Warlock"
Briarthorn instructs Lucy: "You will train as a warlock and practice the arts of demonology and destruction for in time you will serve along side your allies against the enemies of the alliance, the burning legion and the scourge."
"but you dont have to train alone" said Ark as he walked in. "we can help"
She pledged her life to the ones who gave her this transformed existence. She became part of a family, a team of different races with different abilities from the far ends of Azeroth to the heart of Outlands.
To honor the sacrifices made and the memories of the fallen... She took on the name of Lucy... for where Lucy had failed before, Nebuchadnezzar would rise with the wisdom from within the soul to become Lucy the Reborn Demon Master...
The years he spent laboring, fixing, building, breaking and even creating... were all but a dream, for when he had awaken and was set free, his mind would become empty again... memories should become shattered and lost...but he would oddly enough hear the sound of tinkering every now and then.
Out of breath, Luliana landed in Honor Hold, rushed into the Inn knocking over everything in her way." Ark! I found you something at the Throne of Kil'Jaeden,something you might want to look at..." she said. "Oh boy, this cant be good." Ark replied. Luliana set on the table a mechanical device that looked like it needed to be melted down and used for better purposes. Ark looked in shock as the malfunctioning device chirped an alarm indicating an expirations proximity.
"You found th... wh... *sigh* we need a warlock! This bot is beyond repair! I havent the materials to delay the inevitable... we need to act fast...to Iron Forge!"
Ark quickly connected battery from her Gnomish Army Knife to the bot with Goblin jumper cables in hopes that it would buy them some time. She carefully placed the bot in his bag and they both flew to the city of Shattrath to take the portal to Ironforge.
After arriving in the Mystic Ward of IronForge Ark is quick to find anyone to point him in the right direction. "Where can i find Briarthorn the Warlock?" he shouts in panic... "He is in the Forlorn Cavern, just around that corner" a man replied.
Luliana and Ark ran to find him. "What are we doing? Why do we need a warlock?" Luliana asked
Ark replied "This isnt just a bot... its much more..." Ark, being an Engineer, knew the history of the Mecha-Gnomes and what drove them from the inside. They arrive at the doorway to find that the warlock trainer grieving over the loss of an apprentice summoner. "What happened?" said Ark
Briarthorn replied "She was on a quest in Stormwind to demonstrate her abilities and prove herself to be worthy of the power of summoning... she opened a portal via the Curse of Doom summoning a demon lord to our world.... the demon lord consumed her soul leaving her body behind. Master Summoner Demisette Cloyce was quick to slay the demon before he consumed others, but it was too late for Lucy..." *sigh*
"...whats done is done, what can i do for you?"
Ark replied "I have a bot here --- a Mecha-Gnome... now just hear me out... I am an engineer and based off of what i know and my experience, this bot is not an ordinary bot. I truly believe that this device possesses the soul of what used to be a gnome-warlock. The power core is the only component in this device keeping it 'alive' and its about to die at any moment now... is there anything in your power you can do to save this soul?"
Briarthorn replied "Yes there is something we can do... but we need the power of a priest and a Paladin!"
"We are they..." said Luliana
"Then perhaps this was no mistake... perhaps this was meant to be..." said Briarthorn "Follow me"
Ark and Luliana followed Briarthorn upstairs to perform a process that has never been performed. In theory the combined abilities would work together to rescue the soul and return it to life where it belonged.
The process of re transformation begins...
Briarthorn begins to cast Drain Soul on the bot hoping to store all of its spiritual being into a soul shard. "Luliana, when i tell you... use your mind control ability to take control of Lucy and begin the ritual of Soul Harvest using the scroll on the table.... this will synthesize the body and soul giving life to a new mind. Ark, once the soul is restored within Lucy, I need you to Holy Shock her three times to jump start her body... then Lay on Hands... to fill her with life and stabilize her for the regeneration process (rest)" said Briarthorn.
"Ready" said Luliana
"Ready" said Ark
Briarthorn guides the process:
"Luliana... perform the ritual..."
...Luliana channeled her focus as her mind infected the Gnomes like a virus...
"Focus Luliana! this is our only shot!"
...Luliana cleared her mind as blood began to drip from her nose.
"Shock it Ark!... its losing power!..."
...Ark placed her Goblin jumper cables to the leads on the bot to give it enough juice to last through the ritual.
"Ark, the soul rests in the mortal body... Lay on Hands..."
...
Luliana recited the hymn of hope as she waited patiently.
...
"It is finished... may she rest and recover"
...
Exhausted and overwhelmed with relief Briarthorn slowly falls to his knees.
"Thank you!" said Ark
"How can we repay you?"
Briarthorn replied "No need, that was Divine Intervention right there... just let her rest and bring her back when she awakes."Using the portal in IronForge and the Dark Portal, Ark and Luliana brought Lucy to Honor Hold Inn in Hellfire Peninsula to recover.
A screeching-roar echoes through the mountains of Hellfire Peninsula waking Lucy into the realm of a familiar reality. She asks herself as a giant Fel-Reaver passes by:
"Where am I? How did i get here? What is going on?"
She asked herself these questions over and over... she pondered trying to remember where she was before here. The only memories contained in her mind was her identity.
"Nebuchadnezzar!" she thought "my name is Nebuchadnezzar..."
"Hello!"
"Hello!?!"
A soft voice replied..."Hi Lucy"
At that moment in time Lucy knew there was something terribly wrong. She couldnt remember anything from before she had awaken... everything before was like a dream after waking... clouded, broken, out of focus..
She heard the voice again "Are you ok?"
She wasnt sure...
"Lucy?... Are you ok?"
"No!" She said... she started to panic... "What happened?... Where am I? What am I doing here?"
"Oh dear..." Luliana said
"I was afraid this would happen... you dont remember me... you dont remember anything from before... i found you out here in your brittle body, broken, barely 'alive' and left to rust. My abilities could not revive your body since it was a machine. I had an engineer take a look to perhaps 'jump' you back to life... apparently that wasnt an option. Ark took you to the warlock in IronForge. I have never before witnessed the process that just occurred but we thought it to be the right thing to do."
"What process is that?" I asked.
Luliana replied "They drained every bit of your soul from that machine and placed into the body you have now... they did the best they could to keep you whole, but it seems parts of your conscious being are missing..."
Lucy began to cry, it dawned on her that she had a life before that she could not remember. She didnt know if she should be happy or sad, fearful or eager, disappointed or thankful.
"What do i do now?" Lucy asked.
Luliana replied "Lets go see the Briarthron, he will know what you should do."
Luliana remembered the agreement.. "... just let her rest and bring her back when she awakes." so she decided to mail Ark a letter telling him that they went to IronForge to see Briarthorn and to meet them there.
Together they left Outlands and went to IronForge to determine her fate.
They arrived at the Forlorn Cavern...
"I didnt expect to see you a for a while" said Briarthorn as they walked inside.
"This is Briarthorn" said Luliana "he will be your trainer - Warlock"
Briarthorn instructs Lucy: "You will train as a warlock and practice the arts of demonology and destruction for in time you will serve along side your allies against the enemies of the alliance, the burning legion and the scourge."
"but you dont have to train alone" said Ark as he walked in. "we can help"
She pledged her life to the ones who gave her this transformed existence. She became part of a family, a team of different races with different abilities from the far ends of Azeroth to the heart of Outlands.
To honor the sacrifices made and the memories of the fallen... She took on the name of Lucy... for where Lucy had failed before, Nebuchadnezzar would rise with the wisdom from within the soul to become Lucy the Reborn Demon Master...
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