Geek Heaven

The great Elven civilization had stood for centuries, but the unthinkable had happened.

At the doorstep of their city, the Sunwell itself was under siege. The defenders retreated under the relentless footsteps of the Scourge, a massive undead force seemingly unstoppable.

As their brethren died, a portion of the Elves decided against forswearing vengeance and, so, were lost. They knew what they were doing, they knew that their oaths for vengence, for justice, would cost them their very souls.

But, they did not care. They swore a blood oath and became a new people, the Blood Elves.

Many years later, one of the fallen had arisen. Sylvanas was her name. She became the Banshee-Queen of the Forsaken, a faction of undead that became self-aware and fought night and day against the Scourge and allied with the Blood Elves.

In life, Sylvanas had been an elf. And when a lone adventurer presented her with a locket she carried in life, she crushed it under her heel and mocked the hero, wondering aloud if he thought her former "life" held any importance to her.

As the advernturer left the queen's bleak halls, however, he heard an out-of-place sound, a lament. He crept back to the Banshee-Queen's chambers to find her bent over the broken locket, singing the song that gave rise to her people.



By the light, by the light of the sun
Children of the blood
Our enemies are breaking through

Children of the blood
By the light
Failing children of the blood
They are breaking through

O' children of the blood
By the light of the sun
Failing children of the blood
They are breaking through

O' children of the blood
By the light of the sun
The sun

Malanar, Sin'Dorei.
We will have JUSTICE.