"The Story of Tirion Fordring" is written by a Kobold using the pen name Big Candle.
This is a work that the Argent Crusade deeply despises, yet it was once a sensation across the entire Azeroth Continent, repeatedly topping the bestseller list.
The book's popularity is not due to its extensive criticism of Tirion Fordring, but rather to the deliberate inclusion of numerous meaningless and inappropriate "exciting" descriptions for children in an attempt to attract readers.
Aside from these shameful anecdotes that must be appreciated with a critical eye, Robbie felt that some of Tirion Fordring's questions and analyses were quite reasonable and were among the few gems in the collection.
For example, in Hearthglen, the love-hate entanglement between Tirion Fordring and the Orcs Eitrigg... no, it's his encounter with the Orcs Eitrigg, that the Big Candle points out many suspicious points.
First, there's the first meeting between Tirion Fordring and Eitrigg. Knowing that Orcs were lurking nearby, and that Tirion Fordring's strength was only equivalent to that of an Orcs Veteran, it's unbelievable that Tirion Fordring, the Highlord of Hearthglen, went hunting without a single follower.
With Tirion Fordring's status, how could he lack accessories on his legs?
Even if Tirion Fordring insisted on going out to play alone, given the increasingly frequent activities of the Orcs, his officers would not allow it; that would be a serious dereliction of duty.
Later, Tirion Fordring a horse, discovered the Orcs Eitrigg and did something even more puzzling: he foolishly went up to fight him.
Big Candle specifically pointed out that, as an experienced Veteran, the rational course of action at this moment would be to retreat on horseback, go back and gather reinforcements, as Orcs could not outrun a horse, rather than charging forward recklessly like a greenhorn.
This has nothing to do with honor or fame; it's the wisdom a Veteran should possess.
During the melee, the dilapidated watchtower collapsed unexpectedly, burying Tirion Fordring inside. He lost consciousness and didn't wake up until several days later.
I learned from the captain of the guard that a few days ago, the search party found Tirion on horseback, and a young paladin named Barthilas healed him with holy light.
At this moment, it's unclear what possessed Comrade Tirion Fordring. He showed no gratitude whatsoever to Barthilas, who was exhausted from using Holy Light to save him. Instead, he was astonished by Barthilas's rapid progress and subsequently made things difficult for him several times. Was it out of jealousy?
A young Paladin harbors a deep-seated hatred for Orcs because his parents were brutally murdered at Orcs hands. Everyone in Hearthglen understands his hatred, except for Tirion Fordring, who has some reservations about it.
In his heart, he probably felt that Barthilas saving him was his duty, and there was no need for thanks.
In contrast, Tirion Fordring was particularly concerned about something else: he naively believed that the Orcs Eitrigg had dug him out of the ruins. And he made an even more unexpected decision: he went alone to find Eitrigg and find out the truth.
In response, the Kobold Candle commented: Fordring's head must have been trampled by a hundred Kodos. This is definitely not the choice a rational veteran should make.
In this situation, if Eitrigg's head hasn't been trampled by a hundred Kodos, he'll almost certainly admit that he saved Tirion Fordring, regardless of the truth.
There's only one answer; it's impossible to tell whether it's a lie or the truth.
To be honest, facing Tirion Fordring's sword would likely have meant being chopped into a hundred pieces, especially since Eitrigg's leg injury hadn't fully healed at the time.
In fact, Eitrigg is very intelligent, as can be seen from his role as Thrall's Strategist.
Whether Eitrigg lied about saving Tirion Fordring remains unknown.
But Eitrigg, that Orcs, is very dishonest.
During his seclusion, he told Tirion Fordring that he was tired of war and would never leave the mountains again. But when Thrall came, he happily served Thrall and offered advice on how to deal with humans.
A Strategist, even an Orcs Strategist.
How credible are his words?
Given the numerous doubts surrounding this account, the author, "Dog-Headed Candle," believes that this history may not be the truth. What truly happened, and what conspiracies and betrayals occurred, remains unknown.
Robbie, using the perspective of the dog-headed candle, expressed his doubts about Fording to Vanessa.
Vanessa's brow furrowed with doubt, and she sighed softly, "Tirion Fordring is a complex person. We'll likely struggle to make a proper judgment unless we see him for ourselves."
Go see Tirion Fordring?
Going to the Arctic?
No, no, Northrend is such a desolate, icy place that probably only the Lich King Arthas would like it.
Robbie felt he should stay in his seaside villa in Shadowmoon Valley, occasionally doing quests, going out with Hogger to keep things in order, living a free and easy life.
Vanessa scrutinized Robbie, a strange smile playing on her lips.
"Come with me."
Robbie couldn't resist Vanessa, especially when they were holding Vanessa.
The two arrived at Embaari Village and rented two Gryphons, their destination being the Draenei holy site, the Karabor Temple in Shadowmoon Valley.
Vanessa entered through the back door of the Karabor Temple, navigating the corridors with practiced ease, and stopped in front of a small door.
Upon entering, I discovered that it was a huge hall.
There were no windows; the walls were inlaid with colorful Magic Crystals, and clusters of colorful vortexes slowly rotated, seemingly leading to an unknown space.
The high dome is adorned with countless gems, like a sky full of stars.
In the center of the room stood a complex instrument resembling multiple Hourglass, where a group of Night Elves and Gnome were busily working.
These are just appearances. Robbie clearly sensed the restless power hidden beneath the appearances of the Night Elves and Gnome. Robbie was certain that they were dragons in disguise.
"The laboratory of the Infinite Dragonflight," Vanessa explained casually.
"I hired them to build a machine to travel back to Stormwind City 35 years in the past to find the 'Wealth' Slab. The Infinite Dragonflight unexpectedly discovered that the Spatial Rifts here connect countless points in time and space, leading to multiple points in Azeroth's history, so they built this base."
Robbie stared at the slowly turning, shimmering time machine and suddenly shuddered. "Commander, you don't actually want to meet the historical Tirion Fordring, do you?"
"Why not?" Vanessa chuckled. "The Infinite Dragonflight just happens to need someone to help write the correct Timeline."
"Traveling through time just to witness history? That's too extravagant," Robbie said, puzzled.
"We're not just meeting Tirion Fordring once," Vanessa said with a sly smile.
Robbie had a sudden thought, and said with a chill, "Commander, you didn't mean to..."
Robbie secretly made a throat-slitting gesture.
A clear, childlike voice came from inside.
"History cannot be changed. Even if you travel back in time to kill Tirion Fordring, someone else will emerge, take Tirion Fordring's name, become the leader of the Argent Crusade, and kill the Lich King. Or if you travel back and obtain some key items, they will become useless when you return to this Timeline. Don't doubt the self-repairing ability of time and space, so all of this is meaningless. The only thing you can gain from traveling through history is knowledge and truth."
A cute female Gnome with big eyes walked over, looked up at Robbie, and said, "We met at the fortress. Let me introduce myself. I am Toki the Eternal One Toki. It's a pleasure to meet you, Robbie Capor, a lifelong friend of the Infinite Dragonflight."
Robbie suspected that among the Bronze Dragonflight cubs he rescued from the Blasted Lands, perhaps one of them had grown into a powerful being who would become Infinite Dragonflight. Otherwise, how could he have become a friend of the Infinite Dragonflight?
For professional questions, one should consult a professional, Toki the Eternal One explained simply:
"There are two kinds of history: objective, true history, and history as people remember it. On the Azeroth Continent, various forces converge, and falsehood and truth coexist. The Bronze Dragonflight's ability to maintain the Timeline is increasingly weakened, and the truth of history is becoming blurred under the interference of certain forces. We need someone to travel through Timeline and record the correct historical truth!"
"If we're just passing through history..." Robbie hesitated for a moment. It seemed pointless. What good would knowing the truth of history do? It wouldn't change the adventurers' understanding of history; they would still be deceived just the same.
Toki the Eternal One blinked his large eyes, seemingly seeing through Robbie's thoughts, and laughed, "History cannot be changed, but the future can be."
What does "changing the future" mean?
"The future hasn't happened yet; there are countless possibilities. For example, you could travel back in time and secretly place some kind of curse on Tirion Fordring, which would take effect someday in the future of your Timeline. If you manipulate it well, it's actually possible to succeed," Toki the Eternal One explained mysteriously.
"That works too!" Robbie stared at Vanessa: "Commander, isn't this your objective?"
Vanessa raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly and smiled, "For this deal to go smoothly, I must make two preparations."
"But I'm probably not the only one who can travel through Timeline."
Robbie's concerns were not unfounded. He thought of the Caverns of Time for the Bronze Dragonflight. If everyone wore them, and one of them caused trouble, wouldn't everything fall into chaos?
When the Bronze Dragonflight were mentioned, Toki the Eternal One showed a look of disdain:
"The Caverns of Time for the Bronze Dragonflight are nothing but illusions to deceive adventurers. True history isn't so easily traversed; it requires a special soul as a guide. As far as I know, within the Bronze Dragonflight's Internment Camp, only one soul can travel through time, and even that is extremely unreliable."
Robbie pointed to himself. "Am I that special soul?"
Toki the Eternal One nodded. "You are a qualified guide, capable of leading multiple people through Timelines. Of all the information we Infinite Dragonflight possess, you are not the only one, but we trust only you."
Robbie became increasingly certain that among the dragon cubs kidnapped by the Orcs, there must be a powerful figure from the Infinite Dragonflight.
A qualified guide? Could it be related to the mysterious blood he drank? Or perhaps the special soul of the time traveler?
"We're going to the Timeline where Tirion Fordring met Eitrigg," Vanessa said.
Toki the Eternal One said with difficulty, "This machine is still unstable and can't go to that far Timeline. It needs some functional adjustments. If you want to know Tirion Fordring's character, it's better to look at him when he was down on his luck. I heard that Tirion Fordring ate White Maggot Meat in the Plaguelands for a period of time."
Love and Family Tasks?
Robbie had a sudden thought.