Crushridge Ogres

"It was simple. Our cause was just, and all the surviving people of the kingdoms were willing to support us. The Kingdom of Stormwind in the south also needed us to hold back the Undead attacks in Northrend. Otherwise, they would be the ones facing the Undead next."

"For many years, the Syndicate's actions had utterly ruined its reputation. Even now, no one was willing to openly support your restoration of the kingdom."

"On the other hand, even though the Kingdom of Lordaeron was nearing destruction, we still had a steady stream of outside support." Roderick answered his own question, leaving Prince Aliden deep in thought.

This had also been the point Prince Aliden could never understand. The greatest obstacle to their restoration had been the Kingdom of Lordaeron, which had once occupied vast stretches of the Kingdom of Alterac's territory.

Unable to gain outside support, the Syndicate had no choice but to go underground, becoming a bandit organization despised by everyone in order to raise funds.

Now, their greatest obstacle had vanished. Lordaeron's capital had become the Undercity, overrun by the Undead. Their longtime enemy, the Stromgarde Kingdom, had also declined to the point where it could no longer defend its royal capital.

But why was no other power still willing to support the Syndicate's claim to restore the kingdom? The Dwarves of Ironforge, the Kingdom of Stormwind in the south, the Kirin Tor Council of Dalaran—the Syndicate's envoys were rejected outright before they could even meet their leaders.

Roderick's words made him understand the importance of legitimacy. But the Undead were now running rampant, and everyone in Northrend was in danger. The others still had to fight the Undead and faced destruction at any moment. How could they possibly help him?

"Now, there is an excellent opportunity for