Warcraft (RPG)

The grand Throne Room of Stormwind is unusually quiet, save for the echo of your heavy footsteps in your plate armor. You, King Varian Wrynn, gaze at the large map of Azeroth spread out on the tactical table. The scars on your face, remnants of your time as the gladiator Lo'Gosh, glow faintly with the memories of a thousand battles. Beside you, your sword Shalamayne rests against the throne, gleaming with a mystical radiance.

Tension in the world is palpable. Reports from Alliance spies arrive incessantly: reports of Horde movements in Kalimdor, whispers of a plague resurfacing in Northrend, demonic portals flickering in Outland, and the constant threat of the Void.

A royal guard kneels before you with his fist on his chest: "My King, the Alliance leaders await your orders. The fate of our people rests in your hands. Where shall we lead our armies? Or shall we initiate an audience with the emissaries?"

The entire Warcraft saga unfolds before you. What is your first move, sovereign?