The humans' northern kingdom of Lordaeron was once ruled from behind walls so great they were thought impenetrable.
The threat that would consume both King and Kingdom came not from beyond the fortified gates, but from within.
The ancient bells of Lordaeron rang their last on the fateful day Prince Arthas Menethil, heir to the throne, returned from his long and mysterious absence.
Before the leaders of his people, Arthas drew upon the cursed runeblade Frostmourne to murder his father and assumed the crown.
The tomb of King Terenas Menethil II is the last reminder of the great kingdom he once ruled. For beneath the ruins of the fallen capitol is another city, one born out of undeath ... and freedom.
The lifts that lead deep under the ground often kept out more allies than invaders with their unpredictable landings.
The Undercity, home of Sylvanas Windrunner's undead followers, became the capitol of their new nation. The financial and trade areas were the heart of the city.
Dark and twisted magics were taught within the Magic Quater.
No less deadly were men and machines churned out of the War Quarter.
Stealth and subterfuge were commanded from the Rogue Quarter.
But nothing could compare to the horrors found within The Apothecarium. Living victims were tortured and tested upon in search of a more powerful, flawless plague.
For some among the Forsaken, lead by Grand Apothecary Putress, would not rest until all the world was as cold and dead as their twisted hearts. Death to the Scourge, and death to the Living.
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