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Emissary：Greetings, Prince Kael. I bring word from Grand Marshal Garithos. 

Kael’thas：What news from the _(1)_? 

Emissary：Apparently the observatories you repaired detected a large undead force massing nearby. Lord Garithos has commanded that you crush the undead before they can march on Dalaran. 

Kael’thas：That doesn’t sound too difficult. 

Emissary：Unfortunately, your forces may be a little thinned. You see, Lord Garithos has also ordered that all foot soldiers, cavalry and support teams report to the front lines immediately. You men, move out! 

 

Kael’thas：This is preposterous! Am I to assault the undead with nothing but sticks and harsh language? 

Emissary：The grand marshal _____(2)_____ your… abilities. Be creative. 

Kael’thas：Garithos… I’m starting to hate that man.