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Commentaire de Nulgar

Contents until Wowhead picks them up:

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<Much of this book is rendered useless by the oil soaking it, you can see snippets here and there, but it will take a lot of time to sift any meaning out of them. However, you are able to read the final entry.>

Ever since the portal opened in the black morass, we've been fighting the Horde.

First they took Stormwind, destroyed it, destroyed our people. Then we defeated them at Blackrock mountain, tore their army to shreds and harried them until their accursed portal was destroyed.

Then we had peace.

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Miserable, loathsome peace.

People grew fat, indolent, boring. Parades were had, with ribbons. Ribbons! Why do they even exist?

We threw the accursed orcs into camps, instead of executing them the way any reasonable person would.

To me, this sounds like most of the events of WC1 and WC2 happened, except likely the WC2 DLC Beyond the Dark Portal, up to the moment this was written, but enough among the Humans were discontent with the internment camps that they attempted to change this, possibly by inciting the Orcs to riot (to preserve the Humans' "concept of the enemy", which fits the quasi-fascist theme of the Warlands timeline - which of course is a play on the Warhammer 40k setting) which then backfired by giving the Horde an opportunity to rise again, without Thrall as a leader or the Scourge as a distraction.

Commentaire de Cynthya

Contents of the updated book.

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Finally though, some action was had. A plague of undead started to rise, and the filthy orcs ran as we knew they would, tails between their legs and sailed across the ocean.

After the undead were stopped at Dalaran, the pathetic Alliance leadership countenanced peace. Peace! Hah! As if the Horde knows peace, as if they are not weaned on bloodshed, and fed their young with the bones of their enemies.

And so we rose, as we needed to, as was right. We overthrew the weak Alliance leaders, and chased the Horde across the seas.

But too late, they had insinuated their ways into the land, spread across it like a parasite.

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They renamed themselves Blood Horde. Fitting, given how easily they bleed.

They chopped down the forests and dredged up the blessed oil to wage war. Foolishly, they waste their resources to fight the Great Glorious Alliance.

We cannot be beaten, we are the inheritors of this world. Its resources are ours, and we will always be victorious.

For the Great Glorious Alliance!

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