This account is from the Britania campaign from the Kingdoms expansion pack. I played as the English with difficulty very hard/ very hard. To make things more interesting, I am also not allowed to adopt any men into the family – my family tree must consist of pure descendants.

It is the summer of 1258. King Henry, sitting in the Tower in London, sighs as he surveys the map of Britain. At a glance, all is going well – most of the British Isles is painted red, proof of his ancestor’s successful conquests.

The Arena

Orientation

By sixshooter500 (formally the mighty lu bu of fanfiction)

I don’t own oblivion, hell I don’t own the computer I’m using to write this.

20 years after the oblivion crisis

Plus three will make the value seven. Plus or minus six will make the value one or thirteen. Plus five will make it eighteen…

Atton concentrated on his mental pazaak game, trying to visualize the blue and red hues of his side deck, feeling the cards between his fingers. It was a trick he’d learned long ago to defend his thoughts from prying minds. It wasn’t invincible, but at the very least it stopped someone from waltzing right in.

Prologue:

Azeroth.... only months ago the Dark Portal opened, allowing the demonic Burning Legion to once more return to the world. The shattered land of Draenor, now called Outland has become the front lines of the battle. The Burning Crusade soon began and with it, tales of adventurers and heroes banding together to fight a common cause. Illidan sent out his forces into the battle, causing a four way war between the Burning Legion, Horde, Alliance, and Illidari. Against all odds the heroes pressed on, defeating Illidan once and for all. The heroism continued as Prince Kael'thas was defeated when he turned against his people, the Blood Elves and joined forces with the Burning Legion. Soon the trolls of the Amani, led by Zul'Jin attacked the Blood Elves, intending to wipe them out, however both the Horde and the Alliance, realizing that they needed the Blood Elves to help fight the Burning Legion, came to the Blood Elves' aid. Only recently, Kil'Jaeden himself joined the fight, controlling the Blood Elves once coveted Sunwell. Before long Kil'Jaeden also met his end. Now the Horde and Alliance are left fighting the rest of the Burning Legion, but not without a feeling of doubt. Whispers of great happenings in the cold wastelands of Northrend have begun to reach the ears of both the Horde and Alliance. Rumors that The Lich King himself has returned, and this time he is more powerful than ever before. Months and months ago undead armies of the Scourge, the Lich King's servants, attacked both Horde and Alliance cities. Each faction succeeded in driving off the Scourge, but questions remain. Was this truly a setback for the Lich King? The Lich King's plan for his Scourge to once again attempt to purge the living from Azeroth seems to be turning into a more and more mysterious rumor then ever. Soon after the Scourge's attack, Kel'Thuzad, the commander of all Scourge remaining on Azeroth, in the Plaguelands, was killed. Does this mean that the Lich King has been truly setback? Only time will tell....

In stormwind there is a dungeon that few know of. Deep below the royal chamber, the dark dreary dungeon houses those who have committed the worse of crimes. The prisoners aren't treated human here, depending on their crimes determines their torture. In the distance a loud yell of pain is heard, someone has just had a hot piece of iron put into their mouth. In the deeper part of this dungeon was a chained paladin, still in armor but seperated from his weapons. He was chained to the wall and hadn't eaten in days, or drunk. He hung there with his head down until he heard a loud boom.

Set between the two games. First of lots!

Canderous was not a happy man, he'd not slept for a week, the shower in his room was broken and he was hungry. It had been maybe a year since he'd travelled with Revan, and he hoped he would never see another Jedi again. It would mean he could die a happy man, in his bed if he really had to, if he never met an another one for the rest of his days.

Fan fiction based on the Warcraft 3 map, Undead Assault 2

March 11, 2058

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I sat waiting for Eno to turn up, he was once the grandmaster of the Morag Tong but the Dark Brother Hood wanted otherwise. I sit on my bed, looking around my house; I am pleased with it as I had it furnished by the best carpenter in all of Ebonheart. It does nicely for an assassin like me.

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Kalin Velothi, An assassin from the Dark Brother Hood and a Dark Elf is faced with the hardest task ever, he is told something that will change the history forever

Chapter One: The begging of things:
I sat waiting for Eno to turn up, he was once the grandmaster of the Morag Tong but the Dark Brother Hood wanted otherwise. I sit on my bed, looking around my house; I am pleased with it as I had it furnished by the best carpenter in all of Ebonheart. It does nicely for an assassin like me.