Reginald Windsor was a legendary name. Behind that name lay a legendary life.
In his youth, Windsor had been an ordinary soldier of the Kingdom of Stormwind. He would have lived a peaceful life, dying of old age in bed like his forebears, with neither regrets nor glory.
But in the year he passed thirty, war broke out. Orcs crossed the Dark Portal into Azeroth, and the human kingdoms rose to fight back. Yet the very first Orc assault drove the Kingdom of Stormwind to the brink of destruction. Even King Llane died in a despicable assassination.
Windsor had been lost, too, but he eventually resolved to defend this land he loved so deeply. He fought back, becoming one of the finest soldiers under Sir Lothar and one of General Turalyon's most prized officers. He was even selected to take part in the raid on Karazhan.
After following Sir Lothar in slaying Medivh, the instigator of it all, Windsor had an extraordinary encounter of his own in that Wizard's Tower, which was said to offer glimpses of the future.
Amid a blaze of light, he saw himself dying beneath a Black Dragon's claws.
From then on, Windsor remained deeply wary of Black Dragons. The war ended in year 14 after the opening of the Dark Portal, but Sir Lothar also died in the final battle. To protect this world, General Turalyon led his soldiers through the Dark Portal and closed it from the other side.
Windsor returned to Stormwind City, the home where he had been born and raised, and became a highly decorated old marshal. Now he was fifty-one. His once-robust body had grown old, and his once-tireless spirit had weakened.
The old marshal thought he would never again dream of being killed by a Black Dragon before he