Once upon a time, there was once a kid named Eliot, He was born in the lands of the dead, the forsaken, with his parents striving to survive to have their child a better future.

Eliot is a child of a knight and a paladin, this two was once a part of the scarlet crusade, yet when the crusade fell they both fled to this town called Mordevard, the only surviving town consisting of humans and elves near Dalaran city, surrounded by both the scourge and the Forsaken, they can only resist sieges of undeads for 13 years.

The town was constructed in a poorly manner with 3 gates as its entrance, due to having a poor leadership the remains of scarlet crusades took command of the town and barricaded themselves, this way it will be more harder for the Forsaken to penetrate their defenses.

Mordevard Town Centre, Dawn time.

“Keep Swinging!” A man with a Scarlet scabbard shouted as he commands the hundreds of kids in front him, Due to having low units and casualties, the town leaders commanded the citizens to send their children to the centre everyday for them to be trained.

“I can’t keep up with this!” A skinny child with crimson hair shouted as his body drops on the floor, sweats were pouring down all over his body as he catch for air, seeing this the trainer’s usual face got gloomy as he walked towards the tired kid.

He forcefully picked the kid up and gave him a hard punch in the stomach, seeing the recent actions of the trainer the surrounding kids were terrified thinking that if they slack off this will be the punishment, even though they were tired they kept swinging.

The kid spitted blood as he cried on the ground, seeing this, the trainer’s glare became furious and shouted “Useless piece of shit! Don’t get begging if you died in the hands of an undead without even fighting back!”

the atmosphere in the area were a bit harsh but still the man has a point, so they were motivated thinking that their hardships will bear fruit.

Time has passed and it was already noon, the kids have stopped their training as they began going to their respective houses to rest and eat food, unlike any other kids, inside a house a mother and child figure can be seen, the child has average height and average build, this child is called Eliot.

Every noon Eliot goes to his Mother to learn Light magic which where his mother excels at, Joan, his mother has long beautiful blonde hair with magnificent curves over her body.

“Look mother I have successfully merge a light in my hands!” He joyously said as he showed his hand to his loving mother, “however it was only a small ball of light unlike mother” he depressingly said.

“Do not worry my child, there will be a time where you will be greater than me” she said with motherly love to comfort her depressed son.

“Is that true mother?” Her son asked as a hint of excitement shows in his eyes, “yes Eliot, there will be a time” she answered with a smile.

Eliot’s mother said as she picked her hammer “Oh I almost forgot, your father said that meet him in the fort” after that she began walking towards their house.

“Oh see you later then mother” He replied as he ran towards the town’s Fort.

“What does father want with me?” He thought.

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Mordevard Fort, heavily guarded with archers and ballistas, known as the last Fort standing in Dalaran, this is where the leader of Mordevard stays at.

The Fort has majestic rooms, gilded doors, one can say that before the scourge and the culling of Lordaeron this Town is one of the richest and prosperous in dalaran.

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*Creak* A sound can be heard as a large gilded door opens showing a majestic room and a gilded chair where a man with golden hair and a Lion Beard can be seen, the man was wearing a gilded crimson armor showing his majestic vigor, besides his chair is a golden sword.

“What have I been called for, Father?” Eliot respectfully asked as he kneeled in front of his father, the man who has took command of the remaining Scarlet army who chose to stay in the barren lands of Lordaeron and fortified themselves in this once prosperous town, this knight is called Helliot.

“I heard that you have been training hard, my son” The man casually said with a delighted face, he then continued “My son, I shall give you this book, the book whom the Lightbringer wore in his battle against the scourge! Will you accept my son?”

Hearing this, Eliot stood in excitement as he heard the word LightBringer, the name of the one and only leader of the Knights and Silverhand, the man who fought vigorously against the traitor prince whom where he met his demise.

“It is My Honor to accept the Book whom the Lightbringer fought side to side with!” He shouted, it is a dream in a dream of all paladins to learn from the Book of Uther The Lightbringer!

His face was showing a small grin, as he was trembling in excitement staring at his distant father, who walked slowly towards his direction while holding the glorious book.

“Son, I as your father, hope of a better future for you to walk on, so as to now, I shall bestow you this book of wonders!” Helliot shouts as he stares at his skinny son with teary eyes whom he tries to hide.

Eliot happily accepted it with tears in his eyes, as he never imagined that his father, whom he rarely talks to, gave him this priceless treasure who all paladins wishes to have their hands on, was given to him by his father.

A spark came in his mind and he thought for a minute, whom he curiously said “May I asked father?” Hearing this Helliot Replied and said “Anything my son”

“Where did you found this legendary book, father?” He asked, with a curious look on his face, showing that he hungers for answers.

Helliot then answered telling his son the stories of the past when the Crusade was broken, “Due to certain circumstances when the Crusade has fallen, me as the remaining high ranking scarlet knight with my band of hundred troops rallied the remaining Crusaders under my banner to make a bastion in Dalaran” He paused for a moment and then continued “Then as we enter the outskirts of andorhal I, and my army encountered a large number of mercenaries where I met your mother, and there starts our story of hardships and trials”

“After fighting off the undeads and reached the southern part of Andorhal, I with ten guards were ambushed and was cut off from my army, so we ran and was jumped a cliff leaving me and five guards alive, there I saw this legendary book and a-“ Helliot stopped and spoke no more, “My son, I need to attend a meeting, I hope this answers all your questions” he then walked and left the hall with ten guards wearing a scarlet tabard, leaving the curious Eliot alone in the room.

Due to curiosity, Eliot opened the first pages of the book and memorized the contents, “Such power of the light” He murmured in amazement as the spells in the book was outrageously powerful.

“ I offer my right hand to the glorious light, let light guide thy path!” As soon as he recited the words, the magnificent and wondrous holy light surrounded his pale right hand, making it much brighter than the sun.

What power hidden within?