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After recovering, Fordin followed the previous route and went back alone. Sure enough, he met the orc under the abandoned tower.
The Orc told him in the human language that his name was Eitrigg.
That night, by the campfire, Eitrigg told Fordring his story. He remembered that many years ago, the Orc tribe used to be a noble people who believed in shamanism.
After the war, Eitrigg finally realized how far his tribe had fallen under the influence of the Burning Legion. He finally left his people and lived a life of seclusion.
This shook Fordring's belief that not all Orcs were bloodthirsty and cruel.
The Orcs' noble words and deeds defeated ancient hatred and traditional prejudice, winning the respect and resonance of the Paladin, who also valued honor and dignity above all else.
Before the two parted ways, Fordring swore not to reveal Eitrigg's whereabouts to the outside world.
Back in the city, Fordring announced to his people that there was no threat of Orcs in his territory, and that the attack on him had been resolved.
However, his deputy, the Paladin named Barthilas, who had a deep hatred for Orcs because his parents died in the first war, did not stop there.
He launched a search with the help of a team of hunters.
Fordring saw this and silently prayed for his friend in his heart. However, when he saw the Orcs who were escorted back to the city and tried to break free from the cage were surrounded by dozens of guards, the noble Paladin was furious!
Fuding was infuriated as he attacked his subordinates.
Tirion Fordring, the former war hero, was brought to Stratholme for trial on suspicion of treason.
Many of his friends, including his beloved wife Calandra, pleaded with Fordring to put aside the sense of honor that had landed him in this state, to place the blame on "the savage Orc", and to plead in his favor before the jury.
However, standing in the courtroom, looking at the flag of the Silver Hand, Fordring's mind flashed with his beloved son, Tyran Fordring. This little guy had always wanted to be a Paladin.
As a Paladin, Fordring knew that his life was not far from the end; but as a father, he wanted to use this last chance to set an example for his son with his words and deeds. The Paladin raised his noble chest. He told the whole story in full detail.
He did not think he had done anything wrong. He had always adhered to the creed of the Paladin.
The deeply moved jury could not convict Fordring of treason, but the fact that he had attacked his subordinates could not be avoided. Fordring was fired by the Silver Hand.
With a heavy heart, Fordring's old friend Uther personally presided over the ceremony to eliminate Fordring's power of Light.
But Fordring's arguments could not change the court's verdict. When the exiled Fordin learned that Eitrigg was about to be sentenced to death, he decided to save Eitrigg even at the cost of his life.
On the execution ground in Stratholme, without the power of the holy light, Fordin was still subdued by the numerous guards.
At that moment, an Orc army rushed in and released all the Orc prisoners. Fordin took advantage of the chaos to break out of the encirclement and escape from the city. However, Eitrigg, who had been tortured by Barthilas, was on the verge of death. Seeing that his Orc friend was about to die, the desperate Holy Knight raised his trembling hands and shouted to the sky — a miracle had happened. A ray of Holy Light descended from the sky. .... The power of Holy Light saved Ead from death.
The team that rescued the Orc prisoners came to them. The tribe's new chief, Saar, extended his hand and invited Ead to return to the tribe.
Before leaving, Saar solemnly saluted Fordring.
It was at this time that he said the famous words that influenced many Paladin players in Dawnlight:
"Race does not represent glory. I have seen the noblest Orcs and the most despicable humans. I know some Orcs. They are as respectable as the noblest knights. I also know some humans. They are as evil as the cruelest undead scourge! "
In the following days. The exiled Fordring lived a secluded life. He only secretly returned to his hometown once when his son, Tyran, joined the Silver Hand Knights.
When there were more players in the Plaguelands, Paladins would be able to receive quests from Fordring.
Players of other professions could also rest here. Old Fordring would provide some food and clean water. If they were seriously injured, they could get treatment from him.
The exiled Paladin had long regained his strength.
Therefore, the holy light was a very wonderful thing. It existed in the depths of the Paladin's heart and changed according to the depth of the faith. From being abolished the power of the holy light to becoming a powerful ascetic, old Fordring's experience seemed to explain some of the problems.
The players respected him. They affectionately called him Old Fordring.
"Sorry to bother you. Can I rest here?" Lu Li asked the Paladin who was chopping wood politely as he turned his gaze away from the huge waterfall not far away.
With a blunt axe and a pile of wood, no one could see any signs of power in this ordinary-looking man.
"Of course. You seem to be injured," Fordring agreed. He threw the axe on the ground and turned into the hut behind him. He quickly came out with a roll of bandages in his hand.
Old Fordring's bandages had helped countless players.
In Dawnlight, low HP could be restored with potions. Since the last game revision, players could only return to the city to be healed. The Priests, Knights and other healing NPCs in the city had some skills that players did not know. It was also an important way to consume the gold coins in the hands of the players.
In the dungeon, players could choose to die and then be resurrected by a healer. After all, there was no EXP loss in the dungeon. After resurrection, everything would return to normal.
A Plague Hound had torn a tendon in Lu Li's leg. When he walked, it was a little sloppy, which affected his Stealth practice to a certain extent. This was one of the reasons he chose to visit Tirion Fordring.
"You protected yourself well," Old Fordring said as he squatted beside Lu Li and swept the various scratches on his leather armor.
"But I was still injured in the end. It was a very ordinary Plague Hound," Lu Li was a little annoyed. He was not a machine, so he would occasionally be careless when it was not dangerous.
"It will be fine in a while. My bandages are very effective for muscle recovery," Old Fordring said as he helped Lu Li tie the bandages and brought a wooden stool for Lu Li to sit on.
"Thank you for your help. How much gold do I need to pay you?" Lu Li asked casually as he sat down.
"Gold coins," Old Fordring smiled. "Do you think an old man living in a place like this needs gold coins?"
"You are a noble man. If there is anything you need help with, I can help you," Lu Li said sincerely. He really admired the old knight's character.
"Speaking of which, there is something you can help me with," Old Fordring said as he picked up his axe and continued to chop firewood. "There are some Carrion Worms nearby. Can you help me kill some of them? I need a very solid mucus to make bandages."
Lu Li stood up abruptly, his expression changing.
That's not right. Shouldn't the quest 'Love and Family' only be triggered by Paladins? (To be continued.)
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