The Murmur, V
To the Reader…
Good Evening fellow Nyxians! I must proclaim, tis’ a wonder to be amongst the halls of Nyx in these times. This very script may be the most important in Nyxian history, as it is fervent with glorious acquisition. The world of Azeroth has been purged of a notorious villain, and under Nyx’s banner has it been seen forthcoming. But this, my concomitants, is but an inch of what has graced our very eyes. Peruse these words with hubris, as we bask in the nocturnal elegance that is… Nyx.
Your devoted scribe and servant …
-Whisper
The Fall of the Lich King!!!
The corridors of Icecrown echo with the lamentations of the once lost specters of the fallen. The affixed souls of all the world’s mortal races savor a soothing calm as the bastard king, Arthas Menethil, is laid to eternal rest. The Lich King and his ilk were dispatched by the elite cell of raiders defeated the Lich King shouting “Nyx!” from the peak of Icecrown Citadel. Remember these times Nyxians, for history is written but once, and when our descendents look back upon these pages may their bosoms swell with a pride mightier than the strongest of Thrall’s thunderbolts! We, who align ourselves to the Shaded Lady’s bidding, shall stay the prominent hand of the Horde. But take heed all, enemies and comrades alike, this is but an inch of our legion’s might! Our feats shall be roared across mountain tops, yet our existence whispered within rumor. Our influence shall invoke a fire in the hearts of all the Horde, yet strike terror in those of our adversaries. Our strength shall stand prominent as we uphold the foundations of destiny. This world is ours to own. It is out birth right. We are hands of Lady Nyx. We are the Horde…
A group of Nyx's finest stand before the remains of the Lich King
…And the Return of Nocturnal Queen!
Lady Nyx
LADY NYX HAS RETURNED! My words do not suffice for the truth behind the event. As we all gathered to discuss the state of our guild, there she appeared before our unknowing eyes. The Mistress’ presence brought hope for the faithful and terror to the faithless. Our hearts stilled in her presence as she addressed her champions one by one. I tell you children of the night, words are but meager in comparison to the euphoria of it all…
Gathering of the followers of Lady Nyx
With the return of Lady Nyx, our ambitions were reignited as we once again saw with our own eyes the meaning behind our resolve. However, the Shaded Mistress brought with her prophecies of a bleak future. The future where the skies are riddled with black as smoke blots out the sun… A future where earth torn asunder and hell walks upon its face… A future where the survival of all shall be put into question… And most ominous of all, an enemy of Lady Nyx and all things living for that matter, shall bring to Azeroth nothing but terror and anguish. But what are we to do? How will we survive? Time shall tell… For now, all we can do is wait.
In Parting…
I leave you all with much to consider. Such as in life, when one circle ends, another begins. With rise of a beautiful moon come the shadows that develop in its presence. Your devoted scribe leaves you all to ponder, as so shall he. Think of your allegiance. Ask yourself what makes this legion so prominent. But if one were to ask me the question, “Where will Nyx stand in this existence?” Then I would bequeath to thee, “Why, at the summit of course…”
Your servant,
Whisper
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