King

To Nathanos the Witherer, once Nathanos Maris, now lord of the Forsaken.

I can scarcely believe that you still exist. But as your childhood friend and brother, I feel obligated to ask Basalome to find you. If you are able to read this letter, I will be immensely grateful to him.

With utmost sincerity, I convey to you the deepest apology on behalf of one man. This apology comes from your cousin, Stephen Maris.

As you can see, this letter concerns family. When the Scourge came, your family was torn apart. Despair and destruction buried you along with everyone else. Your wife, your brother, your parents... First death separated you, followed by fear and anger.

Please forgive Stephen. Having witnessed firsthand the horrors the Scourge inflicted upon Lordaeron, he could not understand how the person you later became differed from them.

But that is in the past. Recently, Stephen has spoken with many Forsaken who joined the Argent Crusade. He also learned that despite suffering the calamity of death, their leader—you—had still not yielded to fate. You led from the front, seeking shelter for fellow victims like yourself while fighting the many threats facing this world. Yet few know of the contributions you and the Forsaken have made.

Just yesterday, Stephen and I saw a group of Crusader prisoners and civilians arrive at Hearthglen. There were no signs of brutal torture upon them, nor was there any suffering from hunger. The last person to treat prisoners with such mercy was King Terenas.

Even before coming to Hearthglen, Stephen regretted failing you. Now that he has witnessed your mercy, he despises even more the mistakes born of prejudice. He believes he must do something.

Your cousin has already arrived at Hearthglen. He did not come alone; his wife has remained by