I apologize as it has been some time since I have sent word from the field, upon your departure from our campaign for the sake of more administrative affairs in securing Northrend's re-establishing government.  Your presence has been missed and your sacrifices to the Light not forgotten, I assure you.    The word that deliver to you was one that I wish would liberate you from the provincial labors that beset you, and while there is a graveness to the news I present, I hope there is a measure of relief as well.

The march to Icecrown has been a long one with Tirion's pointless pageantry only delaying our efforts, as while our ranks were strengthened during the senseless tournament, admittedly, little prepared us for the horrors locked within the citadel. It was daunting, rallying resolve against monstrosities that challenged sanity and the terrors that found unearthly life in that sanctuary for the most vile of evils.  Yet, today, the march comes to an end.

Arthas proved to be beyond salvation and now may his eternal rest be a peaceful one.

The fate of Bolvar is a much more complicated one and one that I can inform you of in only the strictest of confidence, one that I ask that you keep closest to your heart.  Fordragon remains a champion to the strength of men, the best our race has to offer Azeroth.  He may of perished at the foot of the Lich King's throne, but is not ... lost.

It would do well for us to speak in person of the matter, so I can inform you of the details to dare not commit to parchment. May your priestly insight help console the burden that lingers upon me still after the events atop that spire.

Yet while there is security to be had for Northrend, already there are rumblings of other forces at play throughout Azeroth; other perils that may come to bear.  While I know the plight of Northrend  has been a personally charged one, it as righteous as the path still set before.

I fear there is no rest for us.  Even with some further cleansing to be done in the vile citadel, soon there will be other battles to be fought, as there other battlefields that we must -- unfortunately -- seek out.  It sorrows me to know that while Northrend may be freed, I am unable to relinquish my hold on those soldiers of your Commonwealth that have served with me. 

May we speak soon of these matters and more, but for the moment priestess I suspect we only have a great amount of work still set before us. Yet, at long last, may Northrend finally be returned to those it was taken from.

Peace to the living, blessings upon the lost.

Dutifully,

Gradar Kincade,
Leader of the Reprise
Son of Stormwind, Sentinel of Ironforge

And today?
We spit all over Tirion Fordring.

Because man, FUCK that guy. We did all the work, and then he took the credit at the end!

In all seriousness, the Lich King I feel is really a testament to good storytelling, amazingly hard mechanics (until hardmode, neh?),  and bringing your team together to set things to right in Azeroth, and hopefully rebuild anew as we look towards harder fights and Cataclysm. In the end, I think it is hard to not feel a speck of sympathy for Arthas, and I feel that this was the death he so richly deserved.