[Lord Setheris]

UPDATE!
Head over to page 3. I've become a play by play and pic-infested overview of the deathknight's starting area and their quest chain.


Throm-kah warrior! Allow me to introduce myself.
I am called Mulgrim, noble hunter from the lands of Durotar. The gods have granted me a great oppurtunity to find my way to the chilling lands of Northrend, and I explore them with great interest.

I quickly realized that I had forgotten all my special talents and powers. Luckily, I was somehow able to remember them again in about one minute. I might not have remembered them exactly how they were before, but I think I was close enough.

I am a master of traps and ranged combat, my noble bow and fierce battle pig, Hogger, have led me over the broken bodies of my fallen foes, and now here I stood, my greatest challenge yet... waiting for the damn zepplin.

Apparently the peons have become less lazy. They hastily constructed a zepplin tower east of the gates of Orgrimmar, and I scaled it eagerly, and waited next to an elf in unfamiliar armor.

She had a stench of death around her, and her blade had a foul glow. Perhaps this was one of the rumored death knights? With an evil grin she demonstrated her powers. The corruption found at the very core of her soul was channeled through her glowing blade and delivered in deadly strikes. Drenched in their own blood, her foes fell before her. The poor domesticated pigs of the farm never stood a chance.

The zepplin soon arrived, its floodlights nearly blinding my eyes as it turned around and faced up. Needless to say, I fell off the tower in my dazed state. Thank god for parachute cloaks.

With the speed of a cheetah I rushed back up the tower and jumped onto the zepplin just as it flew off. I was on my way. The journey will be long and dangerous, but somehow, someday, I will reach the frozen wastes far in the north.

Huh. Well, I can't quite remember what I've been doing for last few seconds, but apparently I've arrived in Northrend. I seem to remember that ships from Lordaeron took 3 months to reach these shores, so I can only assume this zepplin is using some of the obscure secret goblin technology I saw tested, and exploded, back at Area 52. As we flew into a canyon a great horde settlement laid before me, and my eyes beheld a horrid sight: in the areas behind the great walls of the fortress, disgusting insect-like creatures stirred among their webs and eggs, assaulting the defenders of the horde! Though they look like the silithid I fought so long ago, I sense in them a tenacity and evil far surpassing even that of the foul Qiraj armies.

Let us pray that I am wrong.

((Translation: Dude. I got into beta and flew to northrend. More to come.))