Burning of the World Tree

My tip this morning when I logged on my Demon Hunter said to “Smile early and often.”  I took this advice to heart…until the flames rose.

I wanted to see the events that lead up to the destruction of two of my most loved major cities.

Silva received a summons from Anduin Wryon, the King of Stormwind.  The Horde is marching on Silithis in order to seize Azerite.  As she was about to leave, Mathias Shaw the leader of SI:7 runs in to inform us that we have been tricked and that the Horde was marching to Astrannar.

When Silva entered Astranaar she finds Captain Delaryn Summermoon standing over the corpse of Captain Alennah Starsong.  The smell of smoke and blood fills the air as she walks through the aftermath of the Horde’s deceit. Silva has the solemn duty of honoring the fallen soldiers and ensuring that their spirits find peace.  The Assassins still lurk in the city, she smiles as the bloodlust floods her body and she sinks her warglaive into the chest of the undead deviate.

The wisps quickly leave Astrannar as if on a mission.  Where is Malfurion?  Silva follows the trail left by the wisps and finds an empowered Malfurion facing off against Lady Sylvanas who is ready to charge.  A wall of wisp energy blocks her way and burns those horde who dare to walk forward.  “We must protect the Wild!”  Malfurion declares. 

Captain Delaryn Summermoon approaches Malfurion and Silva with a new report.  The Banshee Queen has established her forces at Soram’gar Outpost.  Malfurion fears that she is after the World Tree.  He plans to stay back as a distraction and has asked Silva to help.  Silva sends the druids to defend the Grove of the Ancients, she also takes care of the Furbog threat that they were seeing to.

The Goblins have sent in a Monstrous Shredder to cause chaos in the Grove of the Ancients.  Silva decimates the monstrocity and ensurse the safety of the grove.

Captain Delaryn Summermoon needs help to sabotage the Horde Demolishes.  They sneak through the Horde camp with great stealth and plant bombs under each of the siege weapons.  They make their way through the camp, incapacitating those that get in the way, rescue those that cry for help.

Azerite?  Here in the Dark Shore?  Perhaps Malfurion was wrong about Sylvanas’s intentions.  She was here for valuble resources that we were unaware of.  The Azerite lay shattered all around, Silva begins to collect it.  Better in our hands than in the Horde’s.  She hear the satisfying crunch of goblin bones under the force of her blades.  

Malfurion’s voice calls out to fall back further north.  The Goblins and Orc are overwelming our forces!  Anger boils as Silva suffers a blow to her shoulder. She charges forward with a fury but is quickly snatch up by an elder sentient tree.  “Let us crush our foe together, little one.” The tree leaps in the air landing on a shocked orc, crushing his ribs in the process.  

The Horde far outnumber us and we must fall back again.  Malfurion calls for us to regroup in Darnassus.  Silva laid eyes on the majestic city for the first time.  She took in the ancient intricacies of the construction.  These were a people that took great pride in creating a strong but beautiful home.  But, these are desperate times and we must gather what is left of our forces.  Silva seeks out Malfurion for orders and hears a cry “FOR THE HORDE”  Malfurion is stunned by this turn, as the Horde has done the unexpected once more.  They have scaled the mountains and were coming down from the north.

Malfurion and Sylvanas face off.  Surafang leaps behind Malfurion and strikes him down.  Sylvanas is pleased by this and instructs Surafang to kill Malfurion as she heads to Darnassus.  Silva is frozen for fear that the orc will finish the job is she approaches.

A breeze catches Silva’s hair and tangles it in a wisp of smoke.  She looks to the horizon to see the molten glow of fire.  It’s now clear that azerite wasn’t the only thing that Sylvanas was after.  What did the destruction of the world tree do?  Would this weaken the druid’s connection with the Emerald Dream?  Would it sever it?  Only time would tell. 

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