World of Warcraft Fiction Novel(1)

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Hello! It is @jaina who wrote until novel book.
Then I'll take some from the configuration book and put it in the novel.
The background was captured by World of Warcraft's first expansion pack original Naxxramas.
Please have fun!

The top of the eastern kingdom is spreading pestilence and liberating from the Scourge, Forsaken is recruiting troops to advance to the Western Plaguelands to destroy Naxxramas. A warrior orc from Orgrima arrived at Undercity ...

(Eastern Plaguelands)

Prehistoric Undercity

The newly built undercity under the ruins of Lordaeron was recently full of Horde warriors. Queen Sylvain recently requested an alliance with the Horde, and Thrall called the Great Patriarchs for a meeting and decided to accept the undead as a family. As a result, each Horde warrior gathered in undercity and was looking for a new job. The damp and wet undercity is considerably cleaner than the view and unlike the appearance of the undead, the building itself is good, and the display items are also various and well arranged. Just like I was not able to fix the habit of living ...

The orc warrior, from the Orgrima, was once brightening the land of the human castle Lordaeron. The garden passed through the courtyard passage. The moment I heard a scream somewhere. He looked at the screaming side, but there was nothing but an empty building wreck.
"It's a nasty place"
Though the cold fluffy leather cover boots were cold, the knife went one step forward and passed through the garden. I heard a lot of whispering, but I ignored myself, and when I got out of the garden, I saw the throne in front of me. Anxious, he pulled out a hand gripped in a side waist dancing and went in carefully.
As empty air entered the lungs, the illusion began ....
The Prince of Arthas Lordaeron ... The beautiful blonde turned gray and the body felt a chill. The hand gripping the frost was moved, and the scream of death ranged in Lordaeron.
The blinking eyebrower tried to get in the way of a great chaos, but he could not move his body to his knees and trembling.

These numbers from the first adventure ...
With another thought in mind, the calf focused on raising the body.
The body seemed to be tightened to something slowly released, hardly holding the wall.
"What illusion was it?"
Looking back on the throne, he thought again.
I wonder if any damn wizards have given themselves a welcome magic ... or else I would not have seen a welcome. If so, is it really the past of Lordaeron?
The creepy knob hurried the thick skin of the green skin with no flesh and rushed to find a magical tale that descended below Lordaeron. I looked around and found that there was a Kor'kron guard inside the door next door. The Kor'kron guard, who felt that someone was approaching, tried to get the weapon out, but when he saw the orcs of the green skin, he soon resolved the boundaries.

"Here is the magic tile that goes down to Undercity."
As he knows, the nodded gesture of passing.
"Is it a traveler? If so, be careful.
He ignored the Kor'kron guards talking to him and descended on a magic tile.
After a little time, the magic tile stopped and the entrance door opened.
Two cork ron guards stood stunned. At the entrance.
"You are welcome to travel to Under City"

The jittery calf was calm and asked where the inn was.
"If you turn right, you can see the inn.
After the horrible Cork Ron, he passed through the passage and arrived at the central hall.
Calgary looked around the central hall in surprise. The hall, which has three floors, has a staircase and a bank connecting the first and third floors in the center. On the third floor, there are inns and shops, and on the second floor, there are guild offices and bank chefs. On the first floor, there was a passage to each district. He tried to hide his wonder for a while and head to the inn, but he could not find an inn among the many travelers.
I sat down on a stone chair and took out the grilled cheese.

And ... I was logged off.

I'm not good at English. I will not be able to convey all the fun and meaning of my novel to a Google Translator, but I will try to do so.