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That war against the Orcs I'd heard whispers of as a child finally ended, but a new threat eventually surfaced. Leaving the safety of the Mage city, I joined my ex-boyfriend, Arthas, to investigate strange rumors, and discovered the village of Brill overrun with the undead.

There's some kind of plague running rampant through the nation of Lordaeron, and after it kills people, it brings them back as mindless creatures. I believe it was spread through infected grain.

We chased a Necromancer to Andorhal, and finally killed him after fighting through hordes of the deceased. I left to find reinforcements, but it was too late to save that town and I barely arrived back in time with Uther and the Paladins to save Arthas.

I woke up as we marched to Stratholme, one of the largest cities in Lordaeron. I think we're too late. I think they've already used the grain.

I wanted to enjoy the feeling of that magical power coursing through me, but all I can think about are those poor people.

A bit modern for me, but it still counts. They may have identified Amelia Earhart's remains!