Deodan has survived the terrors that hide deep within not only the walls of Icecrown Citadel, but perhaps in the depth of our own souls.

Shadowmourne; a newly forged weapon already steeped in this world's history, reborn into an unrivaled destiny. With this weapon you bear a solemn responsibility, and the time to carry out that charge is at hand. Take this weapon of myth and legend and march on the enemy. Avenge the countless heroes lost in his merciless campaign. Bring rest to their tortured souls. Steel yourself, deathknight, and guide Shadowmourne to fulfill the purpose of its creation.

I hope Deo appreciates his swirly little purple soul thingies, he looks pretty fabulous with them. So thank you everyone, thank you Deodan for putting up with us (and the quest) and I give you a round of applause for not becoming the next Lich King. However, I'd really like to bring attention to the real hero here, the one who made this all possible:

Let's give several hands to Stonechewer, the real hero of this tale.

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.

So, remember kids, keep yourself healthy or else you'll end up like Sindragosa. DEAD.

Green dragons are tricky things - they need lots of care, plenty of rest and apparently tons of healing. Thankfully we were there to heal this dragon back to fullsies and all we got as thanks for a dumb chest full of clothes. Thanks a lot, Valithria!

I really dislike Futurama, but we finally got Putricide down on January 31st.

We finally killed Putricide on January 31st. I really hate Futurama. That is all.

We've been rather busy here at Fordragon's Reprise, but unfortunately your intrepid narrator's computer has suffered some losses. Namely my screenshot folder. Also a lot of lag/disconnects on bosses! Hence why there's at least several boss kill pictures missing here. We tromped our way through the first floor of the Citadel immediately, even taking on Saurfang quite handily. Our mages don't stop dying on Gunship, we have people running into ice gas, but we trudge on.

Plague and Blood Wings have proved to be trickier but our morale is high.

Change the colour palette on this and you'd have our Rotgut kill too.

Emboldened this week by both spirit...and spirits, Fordragon's Reprise battled once more into the Titan stronghold of Ulduar to vanquish both Freya and her three Guardians as well as the Iron Council once and for all. Much celebration and even more drinking was had as we prepare to plow deeper and faster than ever before.

In the immortal words of Deodan, "live harder than you've ever lived before." We will be taking this with us as we thoroughly penetrate all the way to the bottom of Ulduar's mysterious hardn---hardmodes and our drakes.

The two deadly beauties of Trial of the Grand Crusader. I think the dark one is prettier, natch.

If you get my drift. 

OR IS IT?
 

This Sunday, FR put the pedal to the metal and took down hardmode Northrend Beasts and two-shot Jaraxxus. We might have just barely managed the enrage timer, but isn't that what raiding is all about? BUYING THE WHOLE SEAT, BUT ONLY NEEDING THE EDGE!

The dripping fangs shows the actual level of difficulty we endured.

He's REALLY dead this time, promise! Look at that ghost. Trufax.

Powerful acidic content theoretically found inside the being Yogg-Saron would count for the liquefaction of Saronite. Submersion in this substance might be sufficient to rebind an alloy of titan origin.

And so we travelled deep into Yogg-Saron's lair, the shattered fragments of Val'anyr in hand, with only 3 Wardens to guide us. And Yogg'Saron let out a deafening roar, and Gradar hurled the fragments into the beast's fluttering maws. There was a wailing and a gnashing of teeth, and we only had three lights to guide us from insanity.

In the end, it was over. And it was silent. And in the miasma of the fallen god, there lay the shards, glowing with their own power. Calming. Serene. Gradar knelt and picked them up in his gauntleted hands, the light reflecting cooly against the metal of his armor. We knew what we had to do - bring the reforged shards to the dwarves in the Archivum.

Congrats to Gradar on his legendary mace, and congratulations to Fordragon's Reprise on their Three Lights kill! In true GoG tradition, we will be kicking Gradar out and having the mace take his raid slot now that we have a decent healer in his place.

And so our valiant Fordragon's Reprise were greeted by the highly anticipated 3.2 content patch and what a patch it has BEEN! We have been greeted by new sights, new enemies, and a brand new circle roo---arena to fight our foes in. Changes have been occurring all over the place and no one has been left unspared.

A true Fordragon's Reprise first, our hunters Amnarak and Morhanon have useful pets, finally.
 

Northrend Beasts were dispatched with some industrial vermin poison.

Thoroughly tuckered out, FR lays down in memory of Wilfred Fizzlebang, master summoner.

Since we have no shots of our Faction Champions kill, here's a picture of Verrod dancing in a gimp suit in front of Sartharion.

The Twin Val'kyr. Well the light one anyways. Sorry the image quality looks busted.

Anub'arak, I'm really happy for you, and I'mma let you finish but, Kael'thas had one of the best boss resurrections of all time.