Please bookmark this, there will be five chapters updated today totaling ten thousand words to make up for all the past deficits and welcome tomorrow's official launch; everyone with the means please support it with subscriptions and cast a vote for a monthly pass, tomorrow there will be an explosive ten-chapter release totaling thirty thousand words! Dawn had just broken, the pale cyan sky was still studded with a few sparse and fading stars, and a group of people was galloping across the land on horseback, the clip-clop of hooves ringing out incessantly as the distant verdant bamboo stalks flashed with a pure luster, green haloes winding around the entire bamboo forest.
"Let's stop here," Kael'thas said slowly, holding the reins and sweeping an elegant glance over the surrounding environment before pulling gently on the reins to slow the horses' pace.
"Good," Rex replied, pulling his horse to a halt and leaping down from it to land firmly on the ground, then handing his riding crop over to the attendant standing beside him. Standing next to Kael'thas, Rex continued speaking at a measured pace: "Kael, what is your view on the plague that recently broke out in northern Lordaeron?"
"The Lordaeron plague," Kael'thas muttered finally, his movements entirely uninterrupted as magic began to overflow and condense within his staff. As the radiance atop the staff grew bright, arcane energy began to ripple through the air, and the once-dormant magic elements stirred rapidly, exuding excitement.
"Is it man-made, or..." Rex asked idly as he continued, feeling rather idle compared to Kael'thas, who was currently gathering magic and constructing the portal to Pyrewood Village.
"Naturally it is man-made," Kael'thas said with a fairly certain tone, a sharp glint flashing briefly through his eyes while his hands remained completely steady. He continued: "The