The Story of Jaina Proudmoore - Full Version [Lore]

Varian Wrynn or any of the other alliance leaders. Instead, they came to hate Jaina Proudmoore, the daughter who had betrayed her family. "Beware of the daughter of the song of the sea." The price of peace was high, but Thrall and Jaina did their best to make it work despite the manipulations of the demons and the Burning Blade clan. His people had to overcome old hatreds in order to work together and decide the lay of the land, who gets what, often caused friction. But the horde warchief and leader of Theramore forged ahead with a cool head in a world of turbulence.

It's been 4 years since the mortal races came together and stood together against the might of the Burning Legion. Although Azeroth was spared, the tenuous pact between the Horde and the Alliance has all but evaporated. The drums of war thunder once more." It is around this time that the black dragon Onyxia decided to manipulate events in Stormwind and cause some trouble. She manipulated the House Nobles into not paying the Stonemasons Guild for their work rebuilding Stormwind after the Horde destroyed it, leading to riots in the streets, the formation of the Defias brotherhood, and the deaths of Varian's wife, Tiffyn.

The depression that gripped the king made him an easy target for Onyxia's manipulations, but a ray of light was able to break his hold, his son Anduin Llane Wrynn. Which meant Onyxia had to try something else, this time she had the defias brotherhood kidnap the king on his way to Theramore for a diplomatic mission, she used her magic to split him in two with the idea of ​​bringing out his strong-willed side and leave on the throne his weak-willed side, an easy-to-manipulate puppet. Unfortunately, the strong-willed was able to escape. He would wash up on the shores of Durotar and be enslaved by Rehgar Earthfury turning him into a gladiator and his journey of trying to recover his memories, discovering who he was began.

That path would eventually lead him to Theramore and though Jaina and Varian had met before, she didn't really recognize him at first, but she felt something familiar about him. The magic that had split Varian's spirit had also enveloped him in an aura of dark magic. These energies hid his identity from everyone, even his former friends. Jaina turned to her chamberlain, the legendary sorcerer Aegwyn, the same one who had resurrected Medivh and found his way to theramore, for help. Together, they called upon her magic to pierce the veil over Varian's mind and reveal his identity. He was not a slave or a gladiator.

He was the rightful king of Stormwind. With that knowledge, he returned home to reveal the truth, but the weak side of him also believed that he was the rightful king. There was no impostor at stake, just 2 sides of the same divided by dark magic. Onyxia reveals herself and kidnaps Anduin to his lair near Theramore. Despite their differences, the 2 Varians felt the same love for their son, so the search was on. Back in theramore, Jaina helps the two Varians to remember exactly what happened and makes them understand that they are one and the same, divided, where one became Lo'Gash, the champion gladiator.

The other returned to Stormwind and cast a further spell on him while he still found the determination to break free. For such formidable twins, he had a twin gift. The magical elven swords Shalla'tor and Ellemayne. Forged during the war of the ancients, they were wielded by the twin warriors Vor'illian and Lo'vellian. Between them they had twice the strength, twice the wisdom, twice the will to attack Onyxia's dark heart. Sadly, they never really explained how these swords came into Jaina's possession, but her party left and entered the dragon's lair anyway. Together they were able to overcome the threats that awaited within and during the battle, Onyxia's attack transformed the King of Stormwinds into a single being with his sword becoming Shala'mayne.

The dragon dies, his head blown up in a gale for all to see, and young Anduin is saved. With the corruption of the Black dragonflight removed from Stormwind and the events of the Burning Crusade proving that the Horde and the Alliance could work together, Jaina decided to go ahead with the planned summit in Theramore to try to achieve some kind of peace. This was quite an undertaking with hi

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between the factions. Someone like Varian had lost his father, Stormwind and so many others during the war against the original horde as the horde remembers the oppression and time within the burial grounds.

It wasn't going to be easy to sit around the table and negotiate, but the wisest and coolest heads gave good advice and at least tried. Interestingly, the meeting went quite well. There was garrosh, son of grommash hellscream who joined thrall back to azeroth from his homeworld of outland, who wondered why orcs should compromise when they have the strength to take what they want. Anduin simply asked why waste your warriors and resources in battle when a few words will bring you greater gains. Cooperation among his people no longer seemed like an idealistic dream, but a possibility…if not for Cho'gall and the clan of the twilight hammer.

Their goal was to bring about the end of the world, worship ancient gods, and delight in chaos. The peace between the factions didn't really align with that plan, so they used Garona Halforcen, the same orc who murdered Varian's father, to attack the summit in Theramore and cause chaos. Both sides were quick to point fingers at each other and though the attack was repulsed, the meeting failed and the leaders left Theramore to focus on the new threat that was rising... Arthas, the Lich King, was ready to finish what that it had started. And this time his beloved Jaina did not flee...

The alliance and the horde ventured into the cold heart of Northrend to face the threat of the scourge. Things seemed to be going well enough, but at Wrathgate everything broke loose. Bolvar Fordragon, seen by Varian as a brother and the one who advised Anduin and helped rule the kingdom while Varian was kidnapped, led the charge for the alliance with Dranosh Saurfang, son of Varok Saurfang, leading the horde to quickly back them up. They presented their challenge to the Lich King, but Arthas with Frostmourne in hand was not easy. Dranosh was struck through the soul of him, like so many others, claimed by the sword, but that was only the beginning. "That?" “Muahhaha, did you think we forgot?

Did you think we had forgiven you? Behold the terrible revenge of the helpless! "Sylvanas!" "DEATH TO THE SCOPE AND DEATH TO THE LIVING!" "FALL BAAAAACK" The great apothecary putress together with the dreadlord Varimathras decided that the time had come to betray sylvanas windrunner, attack the living and the dead and take the underground city from her. Sylvanas had his people develop this plague to get revenge for what Arthas had done to her, to destroy her city of Quel'thelas and turn her into a banshee. Following the disaster at Wrath Gate, Thrall sent a summons to Queen Sylvanas, but she was already on her way to meet him.

She told the warchief that she had been forced to flee her home, and as they worked together to plan a counterattack, she Jaina joined them. Varian, no longer very happy with the horde, was prepared to leave all responsibility for the wrath gate at the horde's feet…unless Jaina could convince him otherwise. Sylvans told Jaina what she knew, promising that she would exterminate the traitors who had killed thousands on both sides, including Bolvar Fordragon. When Jaina brought this news to Varian, she received Sylvanas's explanation with suspicion. But whether or not the banshee queen was lying, Varian saw an opportunity.

At the moment, the underground city was not under the control of the horde. Perhaps it was time for the alliance to reclaim the ancient nation of Lordaeron. Each faction launched separate offensives against the underground city with the horde searching for Varimarthras, the mastermind behind the coup, while the alliance stormed the city's sewers in search of putress. Both sides claimed victory, but tensions between the alliance and the horde were about to escalate... King Varian Wrynn says: I was gone too long. My absence cost us the lives of some of our greatest heroes. Trash like you and this wicked witch were allowed to roam free, unchecked.

King Varian Wrynn says: The time has come to make things right. To dissolve your treacherous kingdom of murderers and thieves. Putress was the first attack. Many more will come. King Varian Wrynn says: I have waited a long time for this, Thrall. For every time I was thrown into one of your bloody arenas…for every time I killed a green-skinned aberration like you…I could only think of one thing. King Varian Wrynn says: What our world would be without you and your twisted Horde... It's over now, Warchief. King Varian Wrynn says: ATTACK! STOP STORM! FOR BOLÁVAR!

FOR THE ALLIANCE! The fight is united. Lady Jaina Proudmoore yells: VARIAN, NO! ARREST! Lady Jaina Proudmoore incapacitates all units with a freeze spell. Lady Jaina Proudmoore says: It didn't have to be this way... Lady Jaina Proudmoore teleports the entire Alliance force to Stormwind. Thrall says: End as it began... Thrall says: Everything we have fought for in this world is lost. The hopes and dreams carried by my father and mother... by Doomhammer... Gone... Varian wanted Horde blood as Thrall watches his hopes and dreams of peace with the alliance evolve. Wrathgate did not do factional tensions any good, but

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-scale war was averted for the time being.

In the days to come, the horde and the alliance armies would clash frequently in Northrend, but only in small, short-lived skirmishes. The true threat, the true danger of the Lich King still loomed before them, but another, much older evil hung in Ulduar basking in the chaos of battle. Yogg-Saron was discovered by Brann Bronzebeard and the League of Exp

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rs. Such a threat could not be ignored so Rhonin, leader of the kirin tor, called for the alliance and the horde to unite once more. He hoped they would see fit to end their differences again, if only for one more battle...

How? How could we have missed this until now? Jaina clears her throat to get Rhonin's attention before stepping aside to reveal King Varian Wrynn and his retinue. Rhonin: Ah, King Varian. Thank you for coming in such a short time. Varian: What's this all about, Rhonin? Jaina steps out onto the balcony of the Violet Citadel to look out over Dalaran. Rhonin: I... I called you here for your help. As our efforts against the Lich King continue, Brann has brought us terrifying news of the horrors that lurk beneath Ulduar...and the dark prisoner of it. Brann: Prisoner? Ha.

With his bonds broken, his influence unchecked by him, he will come after us and WE will be the prisoners. Jaina notices that Thrall and Garrosh Hellscream arrive and walk towards the Violet Citadel. Jaina: Oh no... Rhonin: Now you can see what we're up against. If this evil is not stopped, then the armies of the god of death will march towards our door. Jaina: You'll have to excuse me. Jaina teleports away. Varian: Hmph. What do you propose we do? Jaina teleports to the lower chamber of the Violet Citadel just as Thrall and Garrosh are entering. Thrall, what are you doing here so soon?

Thrall: The summons sounded awful, Jaina. What happened? The camera changes to show the expedition to Ulduar and their battles with the monsters within. Jaina: Brann Bronzebeard's forces stormed the gates of Ulduar. They fought against the iron lords and their cursed minions. He...he will not stop speaking of this...presence he felt, permeating the great halls, stirring in his mind, chilling his blood. He said that the horror that the titans imprisoned so long ago, Yogg-Saron, has awakened. Thrall: Hmm... Garrosh: I want to see this... dwarf. Thrall: Garrosh... Garrosh: See the fear in his eyes. Then we'll know if he's telling the truth.

Thrall and Garrosh begin to climb the stairs to the top of the citadel. Jaina: No... no, wait! Jaina teleports to the tower chamber just as Thrall and Garrosh enter. Rhonin: We're going to need all the help we can get if we want to... Jaina: Thrall! vary: what? What are you doing here? Rhonin: Let me explain! Garrosh: I thought I smelled the stench of Alliance pigs! Garrosh draws his axe. Thrall: Control yourself! Varian draws Shalamayne. Varian: Do you want my blood? Come then, dog! Garrosh roars in anger and charges at Varian. Varian: It's mine. Garrosh and Varian engage in a brief but furious battle.

Jaina: Enough! Rhonin begins to cast a spell. Rhonin: We've all LOST... An explosion of magic pushes Varian and Garrosh to opposite sides of the room. IconSmall Rhonin.gif Rhonin: ...a lot in this conflict, but we stand to lose EVERYTHING if we don't STOP FIGHTING and WORK TOGETHER! Garrosh: A true warchief would never associate with cowards. Garrosh turns to leave. Varian: At Wrathgate, the Horde "association" killed more of our men than the Scourge! I'm done with your Horde. May this "god of death" take you. Varian and his entourage teleport away. Thrall: You disappoint me, Garrosh. Garrosh: Hmm.

Garrosh exits. Some time later, Brann, Rhonin, and Jaina are alone again in thecamera. Rhonin: The Old God is laughing, playing with us. Jaina: Who will be our hope? Who will face Yogg-Saron? That would be us, even though our commanders were unwilling to work together, the horde and alliance still rose to the challenge and took on the threats within Ulduar, including yogg-saron. With that out of the way, we could turn our focus back to the Lich King, but only the best and brightest could join the assault. Tirion Fordring wielding the mighty Ashbringer held a small tournament to decide who was ready for the final war.

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force to storm Icecrown, but that is exactly what the Lich King wanted. He was holding back his forces, daring his enemies to come to him, Frostmourne is hungry and any soldier we lost would be one more fighting for the enemy. A small surgical strike force was better suited to tearing a hole in the citadel's defenses and fighting their way to the Lich King. With the select few selected to join the ranks, it was time for the final assault, but as our main force broke down the door, a small team joined either Sylvanas Windrunner or Jaina Proudmoore in the frozen halls.

SI:7 has gathered information about some kind of private sanctuary of the Lich King within the Halls of Reflection. She can sense a powerful magic hidden within those halls, with a bit of luck we will find something that will allow us to defeat the scourge once and for all. We move through the Forge of Souls towards the Pit of Saron, losing as many troops as we save along the way. The scourge is no joke, but we found some juicy information as Frostmourne is apparently left unguarded inside the Halls of Reflection. That becomes our goal and as Jaina communicates with the spirits locked within the blade, an old friend appears. "Uther, dear Uther..." Uther the Lightbringer was killed when Arthas returned to his home in Lordaeron and tells us that there must always be a Lich King.

He thinks that the small part of Arthas that remains within the dark being is all that prevents the scourge from annihilating Azeroth. A small waning presence, perhaps there is still hope, Jaina thinks. Perhaps something remains of the man she once loved so much... Before we can say anything else, the Lich King appears leaving us behind with ghosts from the past as Jaina quickly runs after him. “You will not deny me this, Arthas! I must know… I must find out…” However, the man he once knew is truly lost and gone. Now only the Lich King remains, his power far beyond anything we can deal with on our own.

Through the tunnels we run for our lives, breaking down one ice wall after another until we reach a dead end. “There is nowhere to run… You are mine now!” "Fire Fire!" Rocks tumble down, pfew! Thanks for saving. “Quick, get on board. We must not linger here. It is not known when this mountainside will collapse.” "Forgive me, heroes. I should have listened to Uther. I... I just had to see it for myself. To look into his eyes for the last time. I'm sorry. Now we know what must be done. I will deliver this news to King Varian and High Lord Fordring.

And what must be done is to enter Icecrown Citadel and face the mightiest forces the Lich King has to offer. Both the Alliance and the Horde realize that Bolvar did not die at Wrathgate, he survived and is currently being tortured by the Lich King. Perhaps if they can save him, they can quell the unrest between the factions so that the race to save the great lord begins. Dranosh Saurfang also returns, but since Frostmourne claimed his soul, he is now a death knight. “That was the son of Saurfang, the Horde commander at the Gate of Wrath. Such a tragic ending...

What the hell. Far away..." "Soldiers, fall! Looks like the Horde is coming for another shot. “Don't force my orc hand. We can't let you pass. “Behind you lies the body of my only son. Nothing will keep me from him. "I can not do it. Return to your ship and we will spare your life. "Retire Muradin. Let a grieving parent pass." Saurfang goes to collect the body of his son “I will not forget this... kindness. I appreciate it, your highness. “I wasn't at Wrathgate, but the surviving soldiers told me a lot about what happened. Your son fought with honor.

He died a hero, he deserves a hero's burial." Saurfang nods Jaina cries "Jaina... why are you crying?" “It is nothing the majesty of him. I am proud of my king." "Bah. muradin secure cover and prepare our soldiers for an assault on the upper citadel. I will send another regiment from Stormwind. "Immediately, your majesty." It seems Anduin and Jaina's advice to Varian, to see the orcs as more than just monsters from the past, he's finally rubbing off on the king while showing respect for Saurfang.This would be the start of his journey of change to become more balanced after being separated by onyxia, but at the moment we still have a king that dethrone.

Our forces are capable of taking down anything the Lich King has to throw at us. Even Arthas is struck down, but sadly Jaina was not a part of that encounter. With Bolvar Fordragon picking up the role of Lich King, jailer of the damned, we have reclaimed victory over the scourge. Among the spoils of war we found a memento from arthas's past, Jaina's locket. Once it held his image. She always wore it close to her heart... “What is this? He... kept it? All this time he kept it? I knew! I felt like a part of him was still alive!

Trapped... fighting... Oh, Arthas! Maybe, maybe one day he can remember what he once was. By the Light, may I find rest at last, freed from the icy grip of that terrible sword." She couldn't bear to keep it, so she enchants it and gives it back to us so we can use it to teleport to Dalaran. Until now, Jaina has been a voice for peace on both sides, trying to unite the factions. Her mentality was very similar to Anduin's and they became very fond of her, the prince saw her as an aunt. Together they tried to keep Varian Wrynn in check, as the king's hi

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with the Horde has seen nothing but pain and suffering, the murder of his father, the fall of Stormwind, enslaved as a gladiator...

Varian's time has passed. been hard and divided. and reformed by Onyxia has left him unbalanced. Anger often boiled to the surface, striking not only the battlefield where it suited him, but also those he loved. A good example of this is just before the Cataclysm occurred, the war against the Lich King had ended and the Alliance and Horde had agreed to end hostilities against each other. There was a ceremony in Stormwing to honor the thousands who had died in the war, but the night elf sentinels appeared with bad news. The Horde had attacked Ashenvale and the treaty had been broken.

It was not a mere act of aggression from the past, expected bumps in the road to the treaty, it was a massacre. They had been unable to recover the bodies because they had been methodically cut into several pieces. And those pieces were taken by scavengers. This was after they had been skinned and they weren't sure if they were alive for it or not. The skins were hung like canvases from a nearby tree. And on that tree, written in elven blood, were the Symbols of the Horde... Varian quickly called to Thrall's head. The orcs had done this, the Horde had to pay, but Jaina replied that they didn't know if it was the Horde.

She fought and bled with Thrall, she couldn't believe he would order this. Is Varian responsible for all humans, like the defias brotherhood that took his wife's life? This angering Varian, Lo'Gosh came out to play dirty and asked him if he was right and she was wrong. She had been a poor judge of character in the past. She was now throwing Arthas at her, but none of them could have predicted what she would become. This may be, but Varian wasn't making the same mistake twice and she was. If she had seen what Arthas would become, would she have tried to stop him?

Would she have the guts to kill the one she loved, or would she have stood by, peace at all costs, a sniveling little pacifist who… Father! Anduin spoke the word, surprise and bitter disappointment for his father on his face. Like I said, Varian's anger hurt those around him and while he worked to try to find balance and tap into that inner anger, Jaina continued the negotiations and tried to work both sides towards a better future. However, with the world in crisis, one of her best allies in this quest, the slave warchief, decided it was time to return to her ancestral lands to find out what was going on.

She decided to leave Garrosh Hellscream behind as Horde warchief, despite several voices telling her it was a bad idea, including Garrosh himself, she had made up her mind and left Grommash's son in charge. You may remember that Garrosh was against the idea of ​​working together with the alliance and assuming the mantle of leadership only encouraged him to enjoy his warlike ways. He believed that the horde was being too timid. The war had exhausted their resources, the elemental turmoil only made matters worse. After Thrall had left, Garrosh turned his gaze to the northwest, toward the lush forest of Ashenvale.

It was a land of plenty and within reach of the horde. Most of the region belonged to the night elves, but that didn't stop Garrosh from sending troops into the woods. He wasn't interested in asking the alliance for resources or trading for them. Why would he do that, when he could just take whatever he wanted by force? The horde's new incursion into Ashenvale angered the alliance. Tensions between the factions flared and open warfare seemed inevitable. Some of the horde welcomed these bold and aggressive moves, but Cairne Bloodhoof, leader of the tauren, did not. He did everything he could to reason with the acting warchief and avoid bloodshed.

In Carine's eyes, Garrosh was leading the horde down a dangerous path, one that would inevitably destroy them. The warchief would not listen to his wisdom, so Cairne spoke in the only language the orc would understand. He challenged garrosh to a mak'gora, a ritual duel. Before a crowd of onlookers, the tauren and the orc fought for the future of the horde itself. On one side was the promise of a peaceful future. On the other, the promise of blood and conquest. "Garrosh, you are not fit to rule the horde." It was thanks to Magatha Grimtotem that blood and conquest won that day.

He had dreamed of seizing the capital of his race, Thunder bluff, and asserting control over all tauren. Only Cairne got in his way, so he secretly, unbeknownst to him, coated Garrosh's weapon, Gorehowl, with poison. Thus it was that the tauren who had lived his life with his honor died betrayed. After the duel, Magatha led a coup at Thunder Bluff and took over the city. However, his victory was short-lived. Cairne's son Baine Bloodhoof was warned of the attack and escaped. He didn't know exactly who he could trust at the moment. Perhaps Garrosh was involved in the betrayal?

So instead they turned to the person he had trusted with his former warchief, Lady Jaina in Theramore. It was around this time that Magni Bronzebeard used an ancient titanic ritual to also find out what was happening to the earth and turned himself into a crystal. Her daughter Moira took this opportunity to take over and close Ironforge, including Anduin, who was visiting there. Fortunately, Jaina had given her a hearthstone which she used to teleport from there directly to a meeting between Baine and Jaina. These three characters were very similar minded towards the world, they hit it off and Jaina decided to financially help Baine take back the city.

Magatha foolishly hoped that Garrosh would support her cou, but the warchief could not appreciate the dishonor she had inflicted on him. He would never know who would have won in a fair fight, so he left her alone and Baine decided to banish her and the sinister totem that stood by her side. Meanwhile, Thrall learned more about his shamanic roots and Deathwing broke out beginning the spread of the cataclysm. Jaina didn't play a major role in the fight against Deathwing, aside from showing up at Thrall's wedding, but with a new warchief in charge, a world in crisis, and resources scarce, the war between the alliance and the horde began anew. .

With Garrosh's desire to defeat the night elves and conquer all of Kalimdor, the humans of Theramore sent out their armies and attempted to establish a military line between night elf territory and Theramore. They didn't quite get the result they hoped for with events like the Stonetalon Mountains, the Barrens, and Camp Taurajo, but the dream of peace seemed further away than ever. Varian completed his journey to become a whole while accepting the worgen into the Alliance and defeating Garrosh in Ashenvale, earning himself the title of high king of the alliance. They were united like never before. Thrall, now going by the name of Go'ell, joined the aspects of the dragon and together they were able to save the world, defeatDeathwing and avoid the hour of twilight. “Today's victory belongs to everyone who faced the shadow.

You are the true guardians of Azeroth and the future of this world is in your hands. Because the dawn of the age of mortals has begun. “And what do mortals do? An even bigger war begins, of course, when Garrosh focuses his gaze on Theramore. If they want to secure Kalimdor, then they must destroy this human harbor so that the Horde forces can assemble and prepare to march. Jaina meets with Go'el to see if there is nothing they can do to stop this. His duty to the world was done, she had set out and achieved the almost impossible, but go'el was now the leader of the earthen ring and the world still needed his help to heal.

Despite what Garrosh had done as Cairne and Ashenvale, the alliance hadn't been perfect either. They had been innocent, but not even Jaian can directly blame Garrosh for the current tensions. Not all the attacks had been initiated by the Horde and she knew the truth of her words. There were times when she felt her words fell on deaf ears. The only one who seems really interested in forging a lasting peace is Anduin Wrynn, and he's only fourteen. It's hard to try to be a diplomat and work for real, solid results when the other party will no longer acknowledge the reason… “Sorry what?

Thrill and me? Who keeps spreading that nasty rumor? Also, everyone knows that I prefer blue to green. Go'el continues to lead the earthen ring as Jaina returns home where she is visited by the blue dragon Kalecgos. His flight has lost its focusing iris, a powerful magical item that was previously found within the nexus, and she is seeking help to try and locate it. Jaina turns out to be not only a great help with this, the two also develop feelings for each other. But the times of romance would have to be put on hold when Garrosh leads the Horde into Theramore with Northwatch as his first target to claim.

Even though some of the leaders are not very happy with the theramore start up. They believed that this would only annoy the rest of the alliance and cause more trouble than it was worth, still they stood firm in his honor and followed the leadership of their Warchiefs if not for the good of their people. Northwatch was a tough battle, but Garrosh had a few tricks up his sleeve. He had his shamans summon molten giants to quickly finish off the enemy, which Baine couldn't exactly appreciate. The world was still recovering from the cataclysm, this was an affront to mother earth!

What was Garrosh thinking? Not only that, he was also struggling with the coming battle as he remembered how Jaina had been there for him when she needed help the most. He decided that, while he would not shrug off his duty to the horde, he would not let Jaina be caught unawares. He might be able to save a few innocent lives by sending him a messenger, a warning that the Horde was on the move. Some might call this an act of treason, but I can't imagine Garrosh would be too angry about it, as it worked out pretty well for his plans.

In fact, he held back his troops and gave Jaina time to gather allies for Theramore's defense. The alliance, the Kirin tor, including their leader Rhonin and even the blue dragon kalecgos, offered their aid to the lady Jaina Proudmoore. When Garrosh finally dispatched his troops, they stood shoulder to shoulder trying to hold the line. The Horde broke their gates Due to an internal traitor, Thalen Songweaver recommended by Rhonin himself to join them, he actively worked against them and the gates were splintered. The traitor was taken captive and would later be saved by members of the horde, but the battle at Theramore was not yet over.

Kalec dropped trees and rocks from the sky to block the entrances, trying to trap the Horde inside. They had no choice but to call the retreat, Jaina couldn't believe it, they had won…actually they had won the day… "Hehe, let's turn this place into a sinkhole." It turns out that it was the Horde who took the focus iris and turned it into a bomb. Of course, they could see it coming, but his fliers had been neutralized and Kalec had been blown out of the sky with cannon fire. Rhonin could see it coming and decided to make the ultimate sacrifice by drawing the bomb into himself and into his protective magic.

He wouldn't withstand the explosion, he wouldn't save everyone, but it was the best he could do. Jaina tried to protest, tried to argue, tried to find a way to keep him from killing himself. She wouldn't abandon him, maybe together they could divert him but it was too late. The sky galleon dropped her cargo. She would never remember exactly what happened next. She found herself pulled and pulled toward the entrance to the still-spinning portal, a portal held by Rhonin. She screamed in protest, trying to break free of her and craned her neck to look back just in time to see hell.

The world turned absolutely white. The tower was shattered. Rhonin's body, erect, arms outstretched as he glared defiantly at his fate, suddenly turned purple. He was frozen in time for a fraction of a heartbeat; then it exploded in a cloud of lavender ash. As the portal closed and Jaina was pulled further and further away, she saw a violet ocean of arcane energy flood Theramore. Screams of utter, utter, unfathomable terror assaulted her ears, and then she knew no more... Rhonin's heroic sacrifice saved the lives of her beloved wife Vereesa Windrunner, as well as those of Shandris Feathermoon, Kalecgos, and Jaina.

But many were caught in the blast. Rhonin himself, of course, Archmage Tervosh. Tiras'alan, who traveled from Outland, as word of Jaina's great deeds and efforts for peace had even reached the city of Shattrath. Admiral Tarlen Aubrey and Tari Cogg. General Marcus Jonathan, for many years a staunch guardian at the gates of Stormwind. Amara Leeson and Thorder Windermere. Hurt, a bodyguard assigned to Jaina by Tyrande while they fought in the Battle of Mount Hyjal. Thaddus Stoutblow, Horran Redmane, and Kinndy Sparkshine, Jaina's new young apprentice. When Baine saw the explosion, tears rolled down her muzzle and she made no effort to wipe them away.

He was surrounded by cheering Horde crowds, but as he looked around her, he saw, illuminated by the ghostly arcane glow, faces bearing his own expression of shock and disgust. Did none of them see him? Baine couldn't understand it. Many, too many, seemed happy to see the dead city littered with the corpses of people who had died horribly and painfully. They were glad to have been tricked into a battle against theramore when all along garrosh had had the means to win without sacrificing a single life to the horde. Baine wasn't sure which act he despised the most.

Jaina was saved by Rhonin, but the diplomat, the peace seeker, was gone. Her transformation was visible for all to see, as the bomb blast had turned her hair white with a single streak of blonde from the past. Her eyes were also shining white, but inside the pain was unbearable. When he returned to Theramore to search for survivors, he saw the corpses of those who had fought her floating ominously through the air. Not even the rats had survived the attack and her new apprentice, Kinndy Sparkshine, turned to purple dust at her touch. Jaina screamed. She screamed in utter horror, frantically picking up the crystalline dust that was all that was left of a lively, intelligent young woman.

She screamed in loss, grief, guilt, and most of all, rage. Rage against the Horde. Rage against Garrosh Hellscream, rage against those who followed him. Rage against Baine Bloodhoof, who had warned him but had nevertheless allowed this to happen. She maybe she would have known this was going to happen. Her screams turned into hoarse, rending sobs that tore at his throat. She kept raising handfuls of purple sand, trying to hold on to Kinndy, her sobs increasing as the dust persisted in slipping through her fingers. This was not war. This wasn't even a murder. This was destruction done at a comfortable distance.

Kill in the most brutal and cowardly manner that she Jaina could conceive. She found no survivors, but she did find a group of orcs rummaging through the rubble, laughing among themselves, plundering the dead. “No one can protect you! Kill the proud wench and bring me that bomb! Your people are despicable cowards, orcs. You are nothing more than rabbit dogs and you will be sacrificed. Brave words, mage, I'll spit in your face when you beg for mercy." “Do you spit on mercy? Then you won't have any! Do you want butcher shop? Garrosh will have more blood than he expected. "Roar, I'll bring the warchief your head!" She regained her focusing iris and set out to win allies in her quest for revenge, but she met rejection on all sides.

Pretty funny where in the past she had to hold Varian back, now the roles are reversed. The king had found the balance, make no mistake, they would make the Horde pay, but on their terms. They couldn't rush, they had to outsmart that, rebuild, rally their forces. With the focusing iris, she believed they could destroy Orgrimmar as surely as they had destroyed Theramore, but they had to act now, when her armies had foolishly gathered in Orgrimmar. Anduin tried to reason, surely not everyone in the Horde agreed with what happened. Tauren, for example, and even most orcs appreciate honor, but for Jaina it was too late for that.

There is no hope of peace; no time for stragey. She has her ruin in her clutches and they are fools not to seize the opportunity. She turned her back on both of them as they tried to calm her down, they tried to make her listen, but she didn't. Her next stop was Dalaran, where she asked the Kirin Tor for help. Vereesa Windrunner had returned to Dalaran after the battle and was as hurt as Jaina, perhaps even more so now that she was a widow and she had to raise her twins alone. Jaina told him about her final moments with Rhoninm that the only thing she cared about was two things when she died. she wanted to make sure that her beloved survived and that Jaina survived.

She bought her life with her own, and Jaina doesn't understand why she saved her. Theramore was her city; she should have died for that. But it was he who died. And she won't forget him, not as long as he breathes. She will ask the council to ensure that the Horde is never in such a powerful position again. Let no one else have to suffer like them. Vereesa's lips curved into a trembling smile, and the next thing the mage knew, the two women were holding each other tight, and Jaina felt hot tears on her neck. While she was waiting for her decision, she also visited the Sparkshine family.

She had planned to be eloquent, to praise Kinndy as the child deserved. To comfort her grieving family, to let them know that Kinndy had fought well and bravely, that she had been a light to all who knew her. That she died defending others. What fell from Jaina's lips was "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry…I'm so sorry." And for several long moments it was the sparks that gave Jaina Proudmoore solace. Windle lights the city's streetlights and with special permission, lights them in honor of his daughter. The golden light was tracing the shape of a smiling gnome girl with pigtails.

When the sketch was done, she came alive for a moment, small hands covering a giggling mouth, and Jaina could have sworn she heard Kinndy's voice. He blurred his vision to Windle and saw that the gnome was crying too, though her eyes crinkled into a loving smile... Despite her wishes, Khadgar lets her know that the Kirin Tor will not join her in this slaughter. There are innocents in orgrimmar, people who have never marched in theramore, even in an orphanage... but Jaina sees no innocents, only those who are being taught to hate them and who will one day march for the Horde.

Before Khadgar could speak of her, she had already conjured a portal to Dalaran's library, stealing a book with information on the focusing iris, if no one was going to help her, then she would do it herself. Before she finally left the city she made a quick trip to the statue of Antonidas and there she again met Kalecgos who was still busy searching for her iris. He too was asked to join her, to help her destroy the horde, but he can't... This hate was not her. The Jaina she knew still sought peace, she still tried to understand even as she prepared to defend her people.

She can't believe that she really wants to perpetrate the same horror on them that was done to Theramore. This is me... this is what the horde did when they dropped that cursed bomb on my city. You do not want to help me? Don't you hear the voices that cry out for justice? Good. Don't help me, but whatever you do, don't get in my way… Voices on all sides told her to stop and think, for her not to go through with this, but Jaina refused to listen. She spends days working on the magic of her gathering water elemental forces to create a massive tidal wave and flood all of Orgrimmar.

Men, women and children would feel the pain she had felt, but the elements did not want to do this, they shouted in protest. Go'el heard her screams fromheartbreak and found his old friend about to make a big mistake. It took everything he had to keep the tidal wave in place of him. Jaina was hurt, distraught, she laid the blame for Theramore squarely at Thrall's feet. She left garrosh in charge of the horde. She had begged him to come back, to remove him from power. She knew he would do something terrible one day and she did it.

Garrosh could have done this, but she blames him for giving her the power to do it. The words shocked the earth shaman and his battle was intense. Nothing he said reached her, all he could do was focus on that tidal wave, and though he wasn't ready to take Jaina's life, she felt no such reservations. Fortunately, Kalecgos appeared in search of the Focusing Iris and found it along with his dark lover. He understood her loss and knew how she felt, but regardless of whether she claimed revenge on her or not, the people she had lost would not return.

Jaina is suffering, and the Horde must pay. Thrall agreed, the Horde had to pay but not with her hand, not like this. There is justice and there is revenge. She must see the difference between the two or else she would have betrayed those who loved her. Garrosh is a thief, a coward, and a butcher, but she was doing exactly what he had, until using the very artifact that had destroyed Theramore. Is this what she wanted? To be remembered as a garrosh by her own people? I am doing what I know is right, she screamed as did Arthas, Kalec responded as he slaughtered everyone in Stratholme.

And at least he didn't act with hatred in his heart towards those he killed. Was this what was to be her legacy, to be another garrosh, another arthas? “Jaina…? I'm sorry, Arthas, I can see you do this. No... she decided... that she wouldn't. From what she has done, Garrosh can only be her enemy and the Horde as well, as long as he is her warchief. She would not use the gathered elementals to flood all of orgrimmar, but rather she would use them to defend the people from her. Go'el returned to the ring of land, the former friends knowing that this goodbye meant the end of their friendship of so many years, so loved and defended by both.

It would be a long, long time, if ever, before Jaina could call Trall her friend again. And she knew that he knew it. Kalec stayed by Jaina's side and offered to drive her wherever he wanted. He wanted to see Orgrimmar with his own eyes, and on the way they discovered that Varian and the Alliance fleet had also come here. Despite his clever planning, Garrosh had his own tricks to use against them. He had his shaman raise kraken from the depths, kraken with huge tentacles that lashed at the vessels, closing them in a parody of a loving embrace.

The warchief not only sent the creatures of the depths to fight, but also, bloody howl in hand, he jumped into the fight. Varian saw that even though the Horde fleet was outnumbered, Garrosh's tactics of using the kraken was causing an incredible amount of damage. They probably would have lost the entire fleet if it hadn't been for Jaina and Kalecgos sending her water elementals to save the fleet. He didn't expect them to be here, he thought they would concentrate on breaking the blockade at Darkshore or Feathermoon Stronghold. If he had really sent his tidal wave... it would have destroyed both Orgrimmar and the entire Alliance fleet.

Fortunately, that didn't happen and Jaina was able to turn the tide of the battle. She and the alliance were able to defeat the Horde and regain control of Northwatch. She along with Kalec she visited Theramore once more, not to rage and hate, but to watch and cry. The love between blue and the wizard kept growing and she wondered where she would go next, what she wanted in this world. She still cared about peace, but she is no longer who she was. She's not on fire for revenge, but she's also not the woman who longed for harmony between the Horde and the Alliance.

There can be no harmony, not while Garrosh leads the Horde, not after what he has done. She no longer believes that peace is the answer, which means that she... she doesn't know where she belongs. Kalec thinks so, that she did want to come home... to Dalaran and the Kirin Tor. She offered them her services, but they didn't just want her as a member of it, they really wanted her to become the leader of it. The reason Rhonin had saved her instead of himself was because of a prophecy made by the red dragon korialstraz. After the red come the silver ones, The one that was golden and brilliant;

The proud lady humiliated and embittered Now her thoughts will return to the fight. Sapphire to diamond she shines now, The coming Kirin Tor leader, 'QUEEN' of a kingdom now fallen, Marching to the martial drums of war. Be warned: the tides of war will finally break on the shore. But to choose her based on this alone, she couldn't imagine Aethas explaining that it wasn't just because of this prophecy. She had always been strong in power and character. Even when tried and tested. And when she faced both unimaginable horror and inconceivable temptation, and perhaps she was tainted by the effects of the mana bomb, she still chose a path that was just and then vengeful and dark.

However, she did not do this alone, she enlisted the help of Kalec to show her the right path, so the blue decided to join the kirin tor as well. And so it was that Lady Jaina Proudmoore became the leader of the kirin tor, knowing full well that the world could not be safe with Garrosh Hellscream as leader of the Horde. The warchief had lost the battle, but he was far from defeated. Garrosh believed that they were simply thinking too small. Next time they would have to be bigger, more elements, more kraken, more of everything. However, there are voices among the Horde that do not believe in his actions, his way of making war is the way to go.

Baine wondered if Garrosh was power mad or just mad. Meanwhile, the alliance and the Horde found their way to a mysterious land that was previously hidden by mist. The faction warfare moved to pandaria, a land full of resources, people, a perfect place to fight each other if it weren't for the sha who feed on negative amounts. Our arrival causes a lot of problems for the pandaren, problems that we try to solve, but 2 months later, the rest of our forces make landfall and the war escalates. Garrosh has no intention of giving up his dreams of conquest and will do anything to make it so, including using an ancient artifact called the divine bell that allows you to harness the power of the sha.

Meanwhile, Varian asks us to contact his son Anduin in Dalaran, who is trying to convince Jaina to drive the Sunreavers out of the city. They claim allegiance to the Horde and pose a major threat to the war effort, but decide that Jaina claims that she could never be neutral while Garrosh leads the Horde, she disagrees with the plan. “My father is not asking you to pledge the kirin tor to the alliance. “Anduin I know exactly what he is asking, look who has arrived. No one dislikes Garrosh more than I do. I fight with my anger every day. "Come with me, he looks around you for a moment." “After Theramore, my first instinct was to decimate Orgrimmar.

Kill a man, a woman and a child in the city. "Jaina...!" "I'm not proud. Since then, Kalecgos and I have talked at length about power and how it should be used. The Kirin-Tor has a legacy of abuse. Kel'thuzad turned his knowledge of the arcane arts to Necromany. Kael'thas Sunstrider was also a student here, another of our fold who betrayed us. Every day I ask myself: What is the right thing to do? Anduin, you know more than anyone that it is important to separate the Horde from the people within it. The Sunreavers still operate within this city.

The Alliance and the Horde work together. As long as we stay above the war, there will be hope for the world as a whole. I see our city as a beacon of light that shows the way. If we can trust each other here, then there is hope for the rest of the world." "I understand. I'll talk to my father. Thank you, Anduin." She sees working together here in the city as an example to the world and understands that the Horde doesn't mean all of its people. She's right about that, as more and more voices begin to rise up against Garrosh.

He will not allow his people to starve in the desert. He will stop at nothing, NOTHING, to ensure a glorious and proud future for the orcs and anyone who has the courage to stand with them. Some encourage their warchief, but others believe this is not right, that this is not what it means to be Horde.When Vol'jin and his expedition find the power to shape flesh and build warriors, he can feel that it is magic. blacker and talks. This is not what the Horde is about and as a reward they stab him in the neck. We were able to save his life and Vol'jin would spend some time recuperating, but not everyone agrees with his thinking When Thrall is asked to help, his own people no longer he wants to listen to it.

Garrosh is his warchief now, willing to do anything to claim what he wants. If that means roughing up a couple of blood elves or using the sha's dark powers, something Varian and the alliance refuse to do, so be it. Despite people trying to reason with him, he listens to no one but himself pushing the likes of Lor'themar to consider old alliances. The warchiefs' grip on the Horde is weakening, but the time has not yet come for open rebellion against it. Talking could mean the end of them, so they still follow his order and search for the divine bell.

It is the alliance that tracks him down first. They cannot even imagine the atrocities Garrosh would commit if this bell fell into his hands, so they decide to hide it inside Darnassus to study it and keep it safe. But the warchief is not willing to let the prize slip from him. Horde heroes are recruited to infiltrate Darnassus. They have had a hard time getting over Jaina's travels, and the Sunreavers are risking their neutrality by helping the Horde. Which means we have to do our best, be very careful not to get caught or detected. The bell is transported to Silvermoon while Fanlyr Silverthorn stays behind to clean up her tracks so Proudmoore doesn't discover our involvement.

It seems like he should have done a better job since Jaina isn't exactly happy when she finds out what happened. "No no! The bell! I had Darnassus LOCKED! Every clumsy rogue that tried to sneak into town, I CAUGHT! I caught every two-bit chatterbox that tried to teleport through my traps! There's no way they "They've passed... this was an inside job. Someone within the city has the bell, unless... no... These portals connect to Dalaran. That means the Kirin Tor... My OWN Kirin Tor." ...helped the Horde commit this atrocity. I will NOT be betrayed again! Those responsible for this will be punished!" "Aethas Sunreavers!" Pew PEw Pew "You have betrayed the Kirin Tor, Sunreavers.

You have allowed Garrosh to move his forces through MY city. You have it all wrong, Jaina. I did nothing." "You looked the other way. You and your insubordinate class are no longer welcome here." “This is also OUR town, Proudmoore.” “Ha! I see. Then I will eliminate the Sunreavers by force. PEW PEW "You, Aethas, will come with me." “Jaina teleports. It's funny that a part of that story is missing and it never made it into the game they agreed on as it sparked a lot of discussion and debate. Here's a bit of information provided by Sarah Pine, one of Blizzard's writers, about that lost story: when you were stealing the bell from Darnassus, Aethas was supposed to find your portal, follow you, and say "what are you doing?

You can't use the resources of the Kirin Tor for the war effort.” And the orc you're with comes face to face with him and says, “You'd better decide where your loyalties lie, ELF.” And Aethas scurries off to through the portal to Dalaran saying he saw nothing. For too long, he has worked to mend relations between the Alliance and the Horde. Time and time again, he has given the Horde the benefit of the doubt, and time and time again Once, she is stabbed in the back. She refuses to be betrayed again! If the Horde intends to use the Kirin Tor as a weapon against the Alliance, then they have no place in Dalaran.

She, along with Vereesa Windrunner, leader of the Silver Pact who has lost her husband Rhonin in Ther amore, they attack the Sunreavers. Not everyone was aware of Garrosh's plans, some didn't even know what was going on, but they no longer cared. Those who knew, those who had followed the orders of the Warchiefs had sealed the fate for the rest of them. Those Sunreavers who comply are teleported to the Violet Hold, but those who resist are put to the sword. None are allowed to leave, so the dragonhawks are put to sleep or killed, even some of the merchants are slaughtered while the Horde works to evacuate the Sunreaver citizens, counterattacks the silver pact, and the alliance troops fall.

They take refuge near the monument to Antonidas. They save aethas and escape, but neither side is particularly happy. Lor'themar Theron yells: Aethas! Are you alive! Archmage Aethas Sunreaver says: Thanks to this hero, some of us made it out of there. Many more have been sent to the Violet Hold. Lor'themar Theron says: Anar'alash denal!opinion and instead leading the kirin tor, unable to work alongside Garrosh as warchief. So Anduin talks to her and they try to make it work in Dalaran, a shining beacon of hope for the rest of the world leading to the divine bell that angered her and she advocated dismantling the horde.

Garrosh's test in deciding not to let hatred consume her heart from Draenor being unwilling to work together again and then to Legion, where she joins the Alliance on the Broken Shore. This was a death trap and the Horde can't hold their ground. They cannot die that day, so Sylvanas is forced to call a retreat, which the alliance sees as a betrayal. Varian is forced to sacrifice himself to give the troops a chance to escape and with the king's death, Anduin bears a heavy burden. His father was a great tactician, but his armies collapsed on broken shores.

How can he succeed where the wolf had failed? But Velen assures him that he is not alone in this battle, and Tyrande congratulates him on his wisdom in accepting the illidari into their ranks who have already fought their way into the alliance or the horde. However, Jaina reminds everyone of the Horde's betrayal. It's time to test them like the dogs they are. Theramore, Dalaran, and now again are betrayed by the Horde on the broken shore, but the others don't see it that way. They can't fight a war on two fronts, they need the strength of the Horde in the battle against the Legion, but Jaina disagrees.

She believes that fighting alongside the cowards who betrayed her father and left them to die would dishonor everything Vartian stood for. Dalaran will protect the eastern kingdoms, but he will not let the Horde set foot in his city. Dalaran then moves to Deadwind Pass for a better position while he defends the eastern kingdoms. The journey was not without complications as we see a citizen trapped in a wall while the recovery specialist tries to help him, but that's not what we're here for. We are here to assist Khadgar in his attempt to reason with Jaina. They can't fight the Horde and the Legion at the same time.

Azeroth will have to be united in the coming war, and for the Kirin Tor to fight in full force, the Horde must be allowed to return to their ranks. Jaina isn't having it. The Horde laid waste to Theramore. They were left to die on the Broken Shore. Time and time again the horde have proven to be monsters... cowards! She will never let them in, but Khadgar has made her case and respectfully asks the council to vote. Jaina warns them that if they let the vermin return to the city, she will not be among her ranks when they welcome them, and the council, against Jaina's wishes, votes to let the Horde in.

Only Ansim Runeweaver agrees with Jaina's views and with that, he leaves the kirin tor behind and Khadgar becomes their leader. We wouldn't see her for the rest of the expansion, but it turned out that she had been spending her time fighting the Legion alone. She depended on no one and no one depended on her while the rest of us worked in our command rooms and kicked around the loot of the legion. With the battle for Azeroth soon upon us, Jaina will return to the front lines when the war between the alliance and the horde breaks out again. she's been looking for her.

She knows how dangerous the hate cane can be and she doesn't like what they've done to her, but she doesn't know if she can still change. She knows what she's up against. She knows what makes her angry, what drives her hatred, what she doesn't want. But she doesn't know what she calms her down, nor what she loves her, nor what she wants. That will be part of her journey and at the same time she will have to deal with the choices of the past, moving away from her father Daelin, something that her people in Kul Tiras could not appreciate.

The daughter of the sea returns home, but that is a story still waiting to be told. By now, I hope I've been able to give you a better understanding of Jaina's character. Where did she come from, what happened to her that she changed her. Where she might go in the future, well, maybe this response at blizzcon gives us an idea of ​​what Blizzard thinks of the character: https://youtu.be/oacj-mnnvkc 25 45 “Jaina is complicated. She is as bad as me. Bad example. How evil are you? So look, if I'm a Jaina as a character, Jaina is wrapped in regret.

Reviewing her past decisions and the things she has done. Responsible for the death of her father, potentially responsible for what the horde is today as a result of it. What could you have done differently at Stratholme? Could she have saved Arthas? What about the battle for the underground city? If you break all of that, you're left with a character that has some damage. Exp

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that damage, try to understand how she got to be the way she is, and hopefully get her out of there. No, she's not evil, she's conflicted and it's something we can't wait to explore.

And with that I think it's time to end this video. It's been a while since I've dove into such a massive character and it's been a lot of fun trying to get as much detail as I could. I hope you enjoyed it too and thank you so much for watching everyone! Please subscribe if you like my videos, leave a like if you enjoyed this one and see you guys next time!