regrets of the past

swordai's lore:

I was once a proud blood elf warrior of silvermoon citie. deep within the kingdom of quel'thalas.
the sunstrider famely ruled the land. and we where blessed with great times.
we managed to keep ur inner strugle under control... our desire for magic...

but then... arthas came... and slew our king Anasterian

i charged the undeath hordes... slew and defended the citizens... but i was no match for dar'khan.
i was wounded badly... by his fire magic... i managed to escape and team up with some friends.
we tried to get some children out of the citie... but we ran into a trap of dar'khan...

we fought but lost... he made me look as he and his minions slew my friends... the children...
i couden't do nothing... and they where gone... i welcomed my death that i was expecting!

but alas... my fate would be worse then death!

and i was turned into a death knight... and i assisted the lich king with his first invasion of azeroth!
i slew innocent civilians!!! just like the scourge! i even killed my childhood love... who made me remember who i was... who tought i could be saved... she gave her life for me...

we did broke free of the lich king at the battle of light hope chappel!!! and on that unholy day...
i swore the lich king would pay!!! and thus i joined the horde and the guild malice.
and we stroke down naxramas... ulduar... yet i am not satified... also i never had any hope in rvenge...

but now i carry quel delar.

a sword once posseded by my people! the last user stood defiant against the scourge!
and died saving others like i did. and just like i this sword was tainted. but both of us are togheter now!
and both of us will give the lich king what is coming to him!

For the blood elfs!!!