Warcraft 3 Reforged Night Elf Campaign – Eternity’s End

Pardon, Priestess, but you’ve been staring out across Ashenvale for hours.

I sensed something dark stirring within the forest, Chondris.

It feels as if it’s heading this way.

The green skins who killed Sinarius?

Perhaps.

Perhaps something more.

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Jaina and the orc warchief expect this base.

to be built swiftly.

Ah, we shouldn’t even be here.

Nor siding with the orks.

We’re here to hunt the remaining demons, human.

You’re lucky, our goals are the same.

All right, you men.

Mind your business, back to work.

So, these orcs and humans presume to run rampant through our lands?

They will regret ever stepping foot into… to Ashenvale.

We will establish a base and deal with these outlanders as they deserve.

It’s the young dead!

Defend yourselves!

They must have followed us from Lordorov!

Heaven save us.

The dead advance in waves.

We are no match for a force this fast.

Quickly, my sisters, back to the trees!

The undead are tireless.

There’s no way to outrun them.

You see, Lord Archimond, we need not fear the night elves.

The scourge can…

Archimond… After ten thousand years, how is it possible?

The Legion has returned to consume this world woman,

and this time your troublesome race will not stop us.

Fools!

You let her slip away!

Find her, damn you!

Find her and kill her!

The day we have long feared has finally come.

The burning legion has returned.

I must cross the river and warn the rest of my sisters before all is lost.

Praise alone you’ve made it.

The undead appeared out of nowhere and attacked our village without warning.

Ishundaldiyeb Shandris, we have a greater problem.

The undead was sent here by the Burning Legion, our ancient enemies of old.

Against such might, we have only one option.

We must awaken the Druids.

With Sonarius dead, It falls to us to awaken the druids.

We must recover the demigod’s horn from the sacred Moonglade Isle.

Only its clarion call can awaken the druids from their slumber.

But Priestess, the orcs have established a crude settlement upon the aisle.

We’ll need to fight our way through them to reach Sinarius’ horn.

Priestess Taranda, thank El Loon we found you.

The undead are advancing upon the nearby Barrow-Dens.

The den seem abandoned, but… There is one druid sleeping within them, sister.

He is the wisest and most powerful of all the druids.

He must be warned that the Legion has returned.

Then we’d better hurry.

If the undead overtake his den before he’s awakened… Let us make haste, my sisters.

At last, the horn of Scenarius.

The horn has sounded, and I have come, as promised.

I smell the stench of decay and corruption in our land.

That angers me greatly.

Come forth, you defenders of old.

Crush these invaders, as you did in ages past.

It has been a thousand years since I last looked upon you, Taranda.

I thought of you every moment I roamed through the Emerald Dream.

My heart rejoices to see you again, my love.

But I would not have awakened you unless the need was urgent.

In the dream, I felt our land being corrupted, just as if it were my own body.

You were right.

awaken me.

The Burning Legion has returned.

Senarius is dead, and outlanders roam freely through our most sacred veils.

As was foretold.

No doubt Arkimond will make his way to Heijal summit and attack the World Tree.

If he succeeds in draining the tree’s energies, this world will be doomed.

My only thought was to awaken you and the rest of the Druids.

The druids of the Talon reside within the Barodens at the end of this valley.

If we can reach them, we may have a chance to stop Archimond and his demons.

That did it, boys.

We’ve driven them off.

Let’s regroup back at the base and tend to our wounded.

So, the outlanders battle against the undead as well.

They could prove to be powerful allies against Archimond and his ilk.

They are mongrels and nothing more.

They are responsible for Cinarius’ death.

I will be damned before I stand with them.

Perhaps you are right, my love.

We will establish our new settlement here.

Keep your centuries alert.

I doubt that we have seen the last of the outlanders or the undead.

Wait, I know those furballs.

They escaped from Ashenvale when the corruption started to spread.

Perhaps they did not escape the corruption after all.

I’ve never seen the creature so aggressive before.

Then I will put an end to their curse.

Undo Falador!

You’ve changed, Taranda.

There is little mercy left in you.

Long ago I swore to protect this land.

I never had the luxury of sleeping through time.

times of great peril.

If your endless vigil has hardened you, my

love, it must be part of your goddess’s plan.

No, the outpost has been corrupted, and the trians have been driven mad.

They do not deserve this cruel fate.

Come no further, weakling.

Lord Ticondrius commanded us to kill anyone attempting to enter this place,

and we shall.