Azeroth Trail of Light

: Love and Family-Old Fording's Story Continued

Triyg is the orc wise man. Before I ventured out, I had spent so many years in the sentinel of Ashenvale. I fought head-on with those tall and barbaric orcs, knowing How terrible it is for them to go crazy.

Moreover, it is said that Triyg is still a shaman, that is the "noble" profession of those orcs, they manipulate lightning and storms, and the power of the earth, but such talents are rare, just like the mysterious druids. They are as rare in the night elves society.

Anyway, I haven't seen how a shaman fought, I only know that they are not easy to provoke.

I was holding a glass of water and looking at the old man in front of me. Old Fording must have fought with the shaman more than once. He is a true legendary paladin among humans. The glory of the first generation of paladins has not faded in human society. They are The last protector of mankind at that time.

Then Old Fording continued to tell his story, and I quickly dispelled my cranky thoughts and listened to the story carefully.

"The first time I met Trieig was in the granary outside the small town of Hearthglen."

Old Fording fell into the memory. The wrinkles and white hair on his face were intertwined, and I felt like a heroic end inexplicably.

"At that time, the villagers in the town reported that they could always see tall black shadows in the forest, and some domestic animals were missing, but there were no casualties. This strange thing scared them. You know, civilians sometimes always like themselves. Frighten myself, but as a lord, I have a responsibility to find out what it is, so after a hunting, I went to the outskirts granary by myself, and there, I saw an old orc carrying us hard. Food goes to the forest."

"Is that Treyger?"

I asked curiously.

Old Fording nodded. He looked at the beating flames in the fireplace, with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes, "Yes, that was Treyger. He was injured at the time, plus he was already very old, Lordaeron absolutely It's not a suitable place for orcs to live, so he hides in the forest alone. I can't allow an orc to threaten my people, so I rushed up to fight with him."

"Triyge is brave, but I'm not bad!"

Old Fording straightened his chest proudly, "I won the battle, but in the last fight, the granary collapsed. I was not very lucky. I was crushed under the ruins, just before the coma. , I thought I was dead, because the orc was intact, but when I woke up, I was lying on the warm bed at home, my son Taelan was by my side, the orc did not kill me."

"My guard Alton told me that they found me on horseback on the edge of the town. The mayor Barthilas called the priest to heal my trauma. I was in a coma for 2 days and was able to return to my family. I’m very happy, but when I’m happy, I can’t help thinking, why didn’t I kill the orc? You know, in the social environment at that time, we fought the orcs in blood feuds for more than ten years, countless People died on the battlefield, he actually saved me, which makes me unable to figure out."

"After healed from my injury, I went to the forest and searched for 2 days, and finally found the place where the orcs lived in seclusion. Triyg was surprised when he saw me. He told me that I should not go there, although there is still a kind of battle. Impulsive, but I still thank him, after all, without him, I might not be able to return to my wife and children."

Old Fording removed an old pipe from the table and slapped his mouth to take out the cigarette. In the smoke, his face was a little fuzzy, but his voice was still as loud as before.

"I talked a lot with Trieig, that day, he told me that he was tired of the war, and this will be the last few days he stayed in Hearthglen, and soon, he will go back to his people, you know Huh? Thrall, the leader who re-established the orc nation in Kalimdor, Thrall extended an invitation to Trieig, and he told me that he was in his world, the world called Draenor The experience of life, and how the world was destroyed by demons, how the noble orcs fell, and how they were deceived by the warlock Gul'dan to invade Azeroth."

"I know what he said is true, because I am also a veteran. I know how cruel the war is. Once the war breaks out, there will be no victor. When I leave the next day, I sincerely give Cui Yi Farewell, this kind orc should have a life of his own, instead of being driven by war to become a butcher, I really hope I won't see him again."

Fording smiled at me, that smile was full of bitterness, unknowingly, the water glass in my hand has dried up, this is a wonderful story, and I am still looking forward to the next story.

"On the third day I went back to Hearthglen, Alton came to me excitedly and told me that Barthilas had caught an orc. I was shocked at the time and followed Alton to the scene, which made me angry. The villain of Barthilas, he was torturing Treyg. From the glamour of their armor, I could tell that Treyg didn’t want to hurt them at all, otherwise he would use their ineffective militias at all. Not the opponent of that orc."

"But this little man triumphantly reported to me how he bravely fought the orcs for how long before they captured him. I looked at that face and looked at the tortured nearly dead Cui. Ignatius, I’ve never been so angry. Although I’ve only seen orcs twice, he is undoubtedly my friend. I can’t just watch him be tortured to death by these villains."

Old Fording's fist was clenched. Although he was old, I could still feel the power flowing in the old paladin's body, which made me tremble. Fording seemed to be caught in some kind of memory entanglement, and his voice became hoarse. ,

"I knocked over the triumphant Barthilas with one punch, and then walked to Triyg. I asked him, do you want to leave? Triyg took a look at me and saw Tai who was following me again. Lan, my son, he was whipped with a smile on his bruised face. He shook his head. I know that this orc was afraid that I would let him go privately, which would cause me to get into trouble. After all, the war had just happened. When it's over, anything related to the orcs will be magnified and severely hit."

"I really want to let him go on the spot, but Taelan's panic yelling made me sober. I still have children and my wife. Just like Triyge imagined, I can't give up on them, so in the end, I can only order Put Triyge in a cell and try to give him the best food and rest place. I know that Triyge is dead, and Lordaeron officials will not allow an orc to live. This is what I can The last thing to do for him."

Old Fording's expression was completely exhausted. He leaned on the chair and looked at the roof blankly, his voice faintly as if coming from his chest.

"But I have seen the most noble orcs, but I have also seen the most despicable humans."

"Barthilas, the mayor I personally appointed, he held a grudge because of my punch, and secretly informed the judges in Stratholme that I had committed treason by colluding with the orcs...hehe, treason... I have been fighting for my country on the front lines for more than ten years, and they said I was treason! An unreasonable idiot!"

Old Fording gritted his teeth and told those stories, and my fists were clenched. If such a dregs appeared in the society of night elves, they would be mercilessly exiled, but the human society, although the time I came here is not Long, but I also know that those nobles do not simply act in accordance with justice, and the dark old Fording among them does not even need to say more, I can guess those disgusting and wasteful transactions.

"Sir Rivendell personally presided over the trial. He was arrogant and rude, thinking that I should be imprisoned and deprived of all my identity and power, but my brothers Uther and Dassaulthan fought for me, Dassault. Han quietly told me that as long as I admit that I don't know the orc, they can help me get rid of sin. My wife also cried and begged me to do that, and I wanted to do it.

The old man lowered his head. In the dim light, he seemed to be crying, and my mood became heavy. Old Fording was a lord before anyway, but in this living environment, there is no doubt that he did not obey his friends and relatives. opinion.

"I saw my son, Taelan, his face was confused, and I remembered the question he asked me, are all the orcs bad people?"

"No, no, I know, I want to make my son a man of integrity, just like his father, and now, I have to use my actions to prove what I told him."

"I rejected my brother Dathrohan's suggestion. I told the jury and my brothers exactly what happened. The knights of the Knights of the Silver Hand stood outside the court that day, in my comrades and comrades. In front of my relatives and my son, I chose the facts. I would use my behavior to tell my son that people should not deny another life one-sidedly, just like your night elves. Just like those goblins and dwarves."

"Uther's roar rang through the courtroom, Dathrohan even clenched his weapon, my comrades-in-arms and my brother stood with me, the nobles were afraid, and their conspiracy could never be exposed to the sun. Treason? Nonsense, no one in the whole country would believe me treason, so I finally walked out of the court with my head up. Those nobles forcibly planted a charge of exile on me, but I didn't care."

"But my attacking subordinates is an unquestionable behavior. This violates the paladin's rules. So my brother, Uther, who has been fighting with me for more than ten years, personally eliminated the power of my holy light. I know their heart is heavy, but seeing my son's proud look of me, I don't regret it. I have proved to him the price of fulfilling justice. There is only one thing in my heart that I can't rest assured. "

Old Fording reloaded a pipe of tobacco. After lighting it, he coughed twice.

"Ahem... Treyger, my reasoned struggle did not change his destiny. He will be executed on the square in Stratholme along with other orc prisoners of war. He shouldn't be subjected to such torture. He should have been tortured. New life, that night, the night before my exile, I told my son Taelan, I said to him, I’m going to do something I must do, I can’t tell him about it. Content, but I can guarantee that it is absolutely just thing."

"Taylan was 14 years old at that time. He already knew a lot of things. He cried and begged me not to leave him, but I knew that he was already a little man. In my absence, he had to learn to protect himself. To protect his family, I asked him if he would protect his mother, and he told me that he would, and made a promise like a real man."

"I have nothing to worry about, dragging my weak body, with my warhammer, in the night, I went to Stratholme, I can't just watch a life that shouldn't die in front of me, after all, all this Everything in this happened because of me."

I couldn't help turning my head to look at the warhammer placed in the corner. It should be the warhammer.

"The next day, at noon, the execution was about to begin. I saw Treyger. He was tortured. He didn't look like he was tortured. Those bastards, those **** who had no honor at all, they regarded torture as a sign of self-strength. It was disgusting. I rushed up to try to rescue him, but after the power of the Holy Light was abolished, my body became extremely weak and was quickly stopped by the guards. They were my comrades in the Silver Hand, and they suppressed it. Keep me, let me not be impulsive, it is not worth it to ruin my reputation for this orc!"

"I saw Treyger and he was laughing. He obviously found me. He probably thought it was a blessing to have a friend like me, but I could not save him. Then, the flame ignited... Treyger Encased in flames."

Old Fording put down his pipe and sighed.

However, I know that the story is definitely not over yet.

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