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"When I left home, my son Tyran was already sensible. My wife told him that I was dead. He grew up without a father's love." Old Fordring looked up, his eyes piercing through the fog of the Plaguelands. It was as if his son's growth was still vivid in his mind.
"You didn't do your duty to him," Lu Li said bluntly.
"You're right, but my son Tyran still grew up and joined the Silver Hand as a Paladin. I'm very pleased," Old Fordring said proudly.
What happened after that was not so pleasant.
Arthas broke through Andorhal and killed one of the five Paladins guarding the tomb of Kel 'Thuzad, Gavinrad Doom. In order to get his father's urn, which was the key to resurrecting Kel 'Thuzad, he mercilessly commanded the Undead army to attack Uther.
Uther was Arthas' mentor!
Uther fought bravely alone, but he was still killed by Arthas. Arthas, the prince who was known as the hope of Lordaeron, became the one who buried the kingdom.
He had killed his own father, killed his own master.
His father, Terenas Menethil II, could not rest in peace. His urn was filled with the remains of the leader of the Cursing Sect. In this absurd and ironic way, the fall of Andorhal marked the collapse of the last dignity of Lordaeron.
From that moment on, the Silver Hand was declared to have collapsed.
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Tyran Fordring did his best to hold on. When he was forced into the war-torn North Valley, he made his last stand. One by one, the Scourge fell under his sword.
But he could not see any hope.
Was there any meaning to the survival of the knights?
It was with such thoughts in mind that Tyran abandoned the banner of the knights and denied everything he knew. His honor was abandoned in the blood-soaked land of the North Valley. And he became the puppet of the Scarlet Crusade. The Scarlet Crusade thought that as the son of the founder of the Silver Hand, he could help them gather the remaining strength of the Silver Hand.
Tyran Fordring was stationed in Hearthglen's Madenhold Castle.
"Mardenholde Castle?" Lu Li repeated the name, then raised his head and asked in surprise, "He's already fallen. That's a group of evil Fallen Knights."
"No, Tyran is a good man." Old Fordring shook his head firmly and said in a deep voice, "My son, he needs guidance. He must remember. He remembered the meaning of nobility and glory. I knew that belief was in his heart. He knew that everything he did was wrong. If only someone could help him, help him remember. "
"What should I do?" Lu Li really wanted to ask him why he didn't go. However, he also knew that all of this was a pain in the ass setting.
"In order to help Tyran find what he lost, you must collect the items he used in the past." Old Fordring recalled and said, "The first was a toy I gave him when he was seven years old. It was a small warhammer, a replica of my warhammer. When he was told that I was dead, he buried the hammer and the memory of me in front of my grave. You must go to the tomb and retrieve Tyran's Hammer! "
"I understand, as long as you tell me where your grave is," Lu Li answered affirmatively. This was not difficult.
Old Fordring said a location. Lu Li noted it down and waited for the next token. The hammer could be obtained by anyone, but it was not enough to gain Tyran's trust.
"Go and get the hammer first. I need to think of other suitable old items," Old Fordring said with a distressed look.
After bidding farewell to Old Fordring, Lu Li turned into a leopard and ran all the way. The monsters that were alarmed by him chased after him desperately, but soon gave up because they were out of aggro range.
In Old Fordring's hometown, this place had long since become a paradise for the Scourge, and the former village no longer had any living creatures.
Lu Li killed a few monsters around him. He took out a pickaxe and began to dig a hole.
After a few minutes, he found the small hammer. As expected of Old Fordring's work, even after being buried underground for so many years, it was still well preserved. It was also corroded by the natural disaster's filth, but it was still perfectly preserved.
Unfortunately, it wasn't player equipment, only quest items.
Old Fordring took the hammer from Lu Li's hands and looked very sad. He seemed to have realized how much he had missed out on.
It was a young child who heard from his mother that his father had died in battle.
He might sneak out at night. He sat in front of his father's grave and cried silently. He would never see the great father who had once lifted him up and tossed him high in the air.
"What else do you need me to do?" Lu Li asked.
"Tyran's honor has been abandoned on the blood-soaked soil of the North Valley. I hope that you can go to the North Valley and find the flag that represents our lost honor," Old Fred gave him new instructions.
"As you wish." Lu Li turned around and left.
If it was anyone else, it would have been very difficult to find the lost flag. After all, the battle had been going on for a long time. But Lu Li was different. He quickly found the hidden quest item at the bottom of the lake to the left of Blooming Mill and quickly returned to Old Fred.
"Very well, you've challenged my understanding again and again," Old Fordring nodded in admiration. "Next, you need to go to Caer Darrow Island to find clues about a painting. Do you know Caer Darrow Island?"
Lu Li nodded. "It's in the middle of a large lake in the southern part of the Plaguelands. I've been there before."
"That's right," Old Fordring said with a gentle expression of reminiscence. "When Tyran was still a child, our family often went to Caer Darrow Island for holidays. The last time we went there, an artist named Renfrey drew a picture of us walking by the lake. It was the thing that reminded me of the good times I had with Tyran and Calandra. At that time, I held my wife and son's hands, my heart filled with boundless love … "
His wife had died in the war, and his son was trapped in the tiger's den. The only thing that could accompany Old Fordring were those memories.
"It means to find an artist named Renfrey. I understand." Fortunately, Caer Darrow Island was still within the boundaries of the Plaguelands. Lu Li seemed to be ordered around, but in fact, he had never left the Plaguelands and did not waste too much time.
Fortunately, the island was not occupied by the Scourge. The water elementals in the lake were almost endless, so there was no need for the Scourge to become enemies with them.
However, Renfrey was no longer here. The survivors told Lu Li that she might have been lost in Stratholme.
Then, Lu Li received the next step of the quest. He had to go to Stratholme in the northern part of the Plaguelands, where he could find the painting of 'Love and Family' hidden behind another painting of the two moons in the Scarlet Crusade's fortress. (To be continued.)
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