The Day of the Scourge


So many innocent people were lost on the day of the Scourge. It feels like it only happened to me, but I know there are countless other stories similar to mine. Sometimes when I close my eyes, I can still hear them scream from the death that came knocking on our door that peaceful day. The sun was shining, birds singing and a slight breeze. Weird how all that fades into the distance when damnation has befallen you right in front of your eyes. There I was like a coward hiding in the bushes as my family became victims of the rot that devoured them. I saw my wife become one of them, she was like a wild animal. She looked like my wife but was not the woman I have loved for so many years. She rose up from her grave and as my children saw her, they ran to her unbeknownst to them. Their Mother, their stronghold, there safetynet in times of trouble, she was not that but a monster. She murdered them in cold blood. I could not watch any more as I was frozen in fear. As fear rose up all I could think of was my own survival. I ran like a coward who only cared about himself. I ran as fast as I could until I could not run any longer. The thoughts keep racing through my mind as I ran. I was but a simple farmer out fishing for the night’s meal, that’s all. It was a normal day, how could I let this happen. The screams of my children keep echoing through my mind. Then I tripped and blackness. When I awoke, I found myself at the Cathedral steps of Stormwind. I have no recollection of how I ended up there. They took me in, fed me, gave me lodging. I have voluntarily lived as a servant within the Cathedral of Light. Looking into that world mainly as a spectator and only basic training of how to be of the Light. I have said a few prayers here and there at small dinners. Learning how to cope with the tragedy and guilt that I feel as though I should have done something, anything to protect my family. I will vow to protect the weak, to bring justice to the unjust, and to vanquish evil from the darkest corners of the world. I will Avenge my family and bring vengeance and retribution to the Lights cause. I start my Journey soon, I have a meeting with a Paladin at the Northshire Abby. I am Viccar, Future Paladin of the Light!

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