Buyaga stared at the elf that was before him, his axes ready to strike him down, but in his heart he knew. He knew the elf, of the same type and breed that would kill him in an instant if he were to be seen helping gather resources in Ashenvale, would not harm him today. Buyaga grunted and swung his axes in the air to get the blood and chunks of Kor'kron off them. Buyaga's eyes never leaving the gaze of the night elf, as he puts his axes away.

"This alliance soldier just…

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Kekeka sighed heavily as he took a moment to let himself rest. He sat down, leaning against a tree as he surveyed the area. The Jade Temple Grounds stood up on the cliff side directly in front of him, and to his right the bridge leading inside towered overhead. He was close to his destination. Not too much further to the Arboretum. …

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I have taken it upon myself to write a journal while I am out here in the new, intriguing land called Pandaria. I'm not quite sure why I feel compelled to put my thoughts on paper, but I suppose it will keep me occupied when I'm not doing anything of importance. These past few weeks have gone by very fast it seems. I feel like just yesterday I was making promises to my love, Weedhopper as we sealed our eternal bond under the eyes of the ancients. If only I could relive that moment again.…

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Kekeka opened his eyes to find that once more he was standing in the green field that was being lit up by the rising sun. It's rays shone upon him, but they did not warm him as they did before. The silhouettes of the house, Weedhopper and the child that appeared a short distance away did not offer him any comfort. He only felt panicked, for he feared of what he knew would happen next. The sound of the very ground beneath him breaking apart filled his ears yet again, and he immediately took…

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Kekeka stood silently atop a snow covered hill in the mountainous region of Winterspring, looking out over the many valleys and smaller hills below. Despite the fact that it is warm in most places this time of year, the air in Winterspring is still chilled, and snow covers the landscape. The winds are strong, lifting up and carrying off mounds of loose snow into the air as if it were nothing. It's whispers and howls echoed throughout frozen landscape. The bright morning sun was beginning…

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To Whom it May Concern:

Last night Legion forces entered Silvermoon late at night following rumors that Baron Machiaveli Monroe was being held there. Our task force consisted of about ten people total. The streets were nearly deserted allowing us to break through the side gate and attack the outskirts of the city. We checked two safe houses known to be used by the Silvermoon Guard to house important individuals or POWs. Both were empty so we proceeded to plant incendiary…

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Valarians cry echoed down the tunnel, fel hounds, imps and all other assortments paused as it reached their ears. He collapsed to the ground face first as the last of his strength waned, the fel hound that had bit his leg circled him hungrily, damnably waiting. Valarian layed there unwilling to move, uncaring that he was about to die. Valarian thought of that fact, he knew death was near, he could see its laughing skull and…

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Valarain Angelos sat inside the Phantom Legions office in Stormwind, finishing his food for the night and talking to the latest recruit. Nemamiah and Kekeka were there as well, talking to the new recruit, Shuriken. Valarian was not really paying attention, his mind drifted to the operation that had occurred that night. He and Jander had been able to successfully get Velhari’s family out without any problems. The flyers against…

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‘Knight-Champion Valarian Angelos rolled his shoulders and gripped his Obsidian Executioner with both hands, holding it out in front of him in a ready position. His opponent held his shield out in front of him and his sword was resting on top of it ready to strike at him. He could not see his opponents face as a helm covered it, but he could feel his determination.…

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*With the recent rising of severe internal conflict within the Legion, Aelvaros decides that he should write down his opinions of the Legionnaires as a footnote on how he will handle relationships with them in the future.  He sits at his desk during his off-duty hours and writes, careful to make sure no one is watching.*

 

The Phantom Legion and Her Legionnaires…

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Questions.

 

I Expected to come back to a better legion, a better world. This was not the case. I came back to a Legion that was on the brink of war, a Legion I did not remember. Some of my closest friends had left the Legion saying that things had changed......I am torn. I do not know what to do, what to think, who to believe.

 

There is so much chaos among us, among the Alliance and I am saddened to see this. I did not want something like this to happen. To make…

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Kekeka lay on the frozen ground. His eyes lightly closed he could feel the snow fluttering over him as he attempted to sleep. Kek suddenly felt a shock go through his whole body which caused him to violently jolt. His eyes popped open and a deep mysterious voice called out to him. "Come to me", it said. He lethargicly stood up and looked out into the frozen wastes of Northrend. He did not know where he was, why he had come here, or how long he had been away from home. Kekeka had been following… Continue

This is The Phantom Legion's report on Molten Core.



The place is still highly active and dangerous. Upon entering we were greeted with two massive rock elementals. They had the same look about them as the ones who used to roam this place nearly six years ago. Back then I had the support of the now defunct Legions of Crimson Reign, a good forty of us were needed to bring down these. Now a days The Phantom Legion did it with a little over fifteen. It is my opinion that these are… Continue

As my blacksmith Zancon melts the gold ingots into proper bars I wanted to write down my thoughts about last night.



The ransom was suppose to be done Friday but the cowardly horde never showed. So instead we did it Saturday in front of our keep. Kekeka held the Duchess out of sight until Field Marshal De La Ladinne and I made sure that the correct amount of gold was there.



The Duke arrived with two priests. He asked to use the outhouse which was promptly denied. I'm not… Continue