Discover this stunning collection of original stories and immerse yourself in a world of exciting adventures that take place in the Warcraft universe. Trag Highmountain, the brave tauren we met in the second book of the Warcraft: Shadows in the Ice trilogy, returns to the world of the living... in the guise of the undead. A gnome mechanic with a talent for saying stupid things at the most inopportune moments is the only one who can calm a ferocious troll. The collection includes four stories filled with adventure, battles, drama and humor.

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Legends of Arkain is a series of campaigns for Warcraft 3, whose plot takes place in a fantasy world called Arkain.
Its peoples have long fought against demons trying to subjugate the mortal races. Orcs, humans, and even the living dead will have to fight them... or become slaves to the diabolical invaders forever.
They need to remember that history is written by the winners.

Main features

Three storylines

Take command of one of the three most powerful races of Arkain: the majestic men of the Empire, the mighty orc bandits or the mysterious living dead, and help them fight back the demonic invasion in their own way.

The fate of Arkain is in your hands

From time to time you will need to make decisions that can affect the further course of events. They will be able to affect both the plot and the characters, and sometimes even transform the course of entire missions. The situation is similar with additional tasks: failure to complete them is also a kind of choice.

New troops

The playable races are based on the existing ones in Warcraft 3, but have been significantly reworked. You will meet both old acquaintances and new, unseen fighters.

Three difficulty levels

Campaigns can be completed at different difficulty levels, which affect the ease of completion.
For example, on easy, opponents will not restore lost buildings.

AI on Jass

The enemy AI in these campaigns is written in the Jass programming language. Now the enemies are smarter than usual.

Sides to the war

People

People have existed in Arkain for a long time. With their allies - the dwarves and elves - the human kingdoms fought for many centuries against the orcs who plundered their lands, and when the time came for a new invasion of demons, their forces were not enough to survive.
However, far across the Great Sea, from the west, the Empire, a powerful human state, came to their aid. Those rescued immediately became subjects of Emperor Theodore II and thus gained a chance to drive out the demons from their lands.
Once upon a time, people already tried to get rid of the demonic threat forever. Then they failed. Now they again intend to fight to the end - until their last enemy... or last person remains.

Orcs

If you believe the legends, orcs are guests from another continent, who arrived a long time ago and quickly settled throughout the human kingdoms. But even old-timers cannot say whether these rumors are true, or whether orcs have always been on human land.
It is only known that, once united, their clans became a formidable force that managed to conquer vast expanses of land and inflict painful blows on other races. However, power played a cruel joke on the orcs: other peoples, especially demons, took cruel revenge on their offenders, thinning their ranks.
The orcs, who survived only because their enemies also fought with each other, had to give in and give up the captured lands to their former owners. They formed an alliance with the trolls, but were never able to recover from their defeat. Unable to start a war, the clans plunged into chaos of disunity and strife.
However, the “greenskins” are still a thorn in the side of other races, living off raids and robberies. There are still many orcs. If they unite under the rule of a great leader, who knows, maybe the time for a new invasion will come.

Undead

The Living Dead are the most mysterious of Arkain's factions. Of course, everyone knows necromancers and other summoners of the undead, but as a full-fledged people, the undead are a real mystery to everyone.
A long time ago, a group of necromancers, driven mad by their power, decided to take over the world with the help of a huge army of the undead. But suddenly - some days after the attack on the human kingdoms - their onslaught stopped. The only trace of the existence of those necromancers remained only their corpses.
They were taken care of by a powerful, but unknown to any mortal or demon, high lich named Aridon, the self-named Guardian of Arkain. He has the desire and power to subjugate any living dead. This eternal observer wants only one thing: the balance of world forces. At least, balance in his mind.

Demons

If there is a people whose age is comparable to the age of Aridon, then these are demons. Since ancient times, their devilish horde was considered the scourge of mortal races. Perhaps in their history there were not only brutal invasions or enslavements, but in this case, except for the demons themselves, no one is able to say about this.
The demonic people are made up of several legions, each commanded by a powerful dreadlord. Which one exactly is a mystery to other races.
The demon lands are located far in the east of the continent, separated by a monstrous rift - the so-called Abyss. Of all mortals, perhaps only demon slaves have ever managed to cross it.

Each world keeps its secrets and legends. Legend of the world Warcraft from Blizzard, in ten years, from a simple fairy tale about the invasion of green-skinned invaders, it has turned into a huge epic world with its own heroes, memorable places, dates and ancient history.

We now take Azeroth for granted, for granted. Well, who doesn’t know that the local gnomes are short, the elves have big ears, the tauren moo, and the undead smell bad. But if you think about it - where did these Lordaeron, Kalimdor, Khaz-Modan come from? What are the roots and origins of past and current wars? And how did Azeroth come to life (unlife) like this?

To understand the present, you need to know the past. It is necessary to look into the depths of centuries, where the answers to all questions are hidden. It is necessary to open and read the history of Azeroth.

The Titans and the Formation of the Universe

Nobody knows exactly how it all started. All the witnesses, no matter how many there were, will not tell anyone anything. IN Lately The theory of the Big Boom is popular in Azeroth - no less, at the suggestion of goblin scientists. The big-eared professors claim that at first everything was Very Empty and Dark, but suddenly there was a deafening explosion, the worlds scattered like billiard balls, and everything started spinning. “However, perhaps the One Goblin created us all,” they immediately modestly add.

The worlds have been spinning for a long time Christmas decorations in the middle of nowhere, and the roar of an explosion echoed among them. It seemed that everything was ready to settle down, but then, in response to the noise, giant creatures came out from nowhere. Shining stars reflected on their metal bodies. These were robots, although in those days they preferred to call themselves titans.

With a grumble, they swept the asteroids into a heap, tidied up among the planets, sculpted mountains and seas on them, inhaled an atmosphere - sometimes oxygen, and sometimes methane.

The universe has become noticeably cleaner. But the second law of thermodynamics cannot be fooled. Creatures from the world of entropy and chaos, nicknamed by the titans the Distorted Nether World, threatened to nullify all the efforts of the ironskins. Demons from the Lower World disliked cleanliness and order more than anything in the world, striving to inherit and spoil wherever possible: “I hate good deeds! And I see dark deeds!”

But titans are hard-working people. Such is their titanic lot. Annoying creatures everywhere and everywhere received a good beating.

Sargeras and his betrayal

You can't drive demons out for good - they will always find a gap in the fence to find themselves again where they were not invited. Very soon the annoying creatures drove the titans to the brink. And then the iron pantheon gathered, rattling its hinges, and began to look for the last one.

The last one was found quickly - the titans pushed out a simple bronze robot named Sargeras from their ranks.

So you will be responsible for the demons with us. Sign, get a broom and go.

Why me? - the bronze guy was indignant.

Because it's necessary. Because the demons are worse than cockroaches, and you are the strongest among us. Because the party gave the order. What needs to be said?

Glory to the robots... - Sargeras mumbled without enthusiasm and began the hopeless work alone.

For thousands of years, Sargeras hunted demons and swept them into the Lower World. It was easy, but very boring and pointless work. There were no fewer demons. Most of all, the bronze giant was worried about a gang of Eredar sorcerers, who populated the worlds, played pigs there, turned all the inhabitants into demons and went into the sunset. Seeing the piles of cigarette butts, broken bottles and syringes left behind by the Eredar, Sargeras continually fell into a deep depression.

Another armed group, calling themselves “Nathrezim,” amused itself by sowing stupid, evil, fleeting things in all the worlds that came to hand. And the population of the planets that were under the bad influence suddenly began to wave swords and dashingly launch cavalry attacks on each other. When Sargeras saw these ugly fratricidal wars, he had a nervous breakdown: he ran in circles for a long time, grabbed his bronze head, shouted obscene words and complained to the whole world about the injustice of the titans:

It's just not fair! With my impressionable nature, with my subtle mental organization, I should have been born a poet. And who did you become? Cleaner! Modest. Nobody needs it! Nobody's favorite cleaner. Sargeras is a cleaner!

But there was no one to listen to the complaints of the bronze warrior - all the titans had just left to watch the competition of robot guitarists.

Who needs this order anyway? Breaking is not building. The universe will still face heat death, which means my work is simply of no use to anyone! Well, nothing. Until now you have known me well. Now you will get to know me from the bad side!

Having said these historical words, Sargeras deserted. Finding the abandoned broom, the Titans shrugged and crossed the bronze one off the payroll. The rebel wandered for a long time through the far corners of the Universe and continued to boil, becoming more and more heated. Soon he no longer looked like a bronze robot, but like a walking open-hearth furnace. “What kind of star is wandering there in the distance?” - the carefree titans asked each other, not yet knowing how much headache the cleaning robot would give them.

And Sargeras shook out the eredar and nathrezim from the trash bag and lined up the demons in front of him in an uneven square. At first, the creatures, stunned by such treatment, did not even recognize the former cleaner in the molten titanium.

Be equal! Attention! From now on I am your commander in chief! - the titan immediately took the bull by the horns. He paused at the Moscow Art Theater and continued:

Comrade demons! I will make a real army out of you as is. You will be the best army in this universe - as long as you don’t disgrace the cause - that’s it, that’s it! It’s impossible for one to eat without the other. So, I have to go - that’s the whole story, that’s my commander’s hand.

With a keen eye, the robot examined the rows of demons and found the most decent-looking one:

Kil-Jaeden, nicknamed the Deceiver, comrade chief,” the demon answered lazily.

You'll go recruit armies for me. If you deceive me, I’ll put horns on your tail.

Hands down, comrade chief.

What's your name, little stinking creature?

Archimonde Dirty, sir! Yes, sir!

Lead my troops into battle. With a commander like you, they won't get lost - just follow the scent.

Sir is sir!

Demons took up residence in the barracks. Training has begun. Sargeras, who had fully embraced the role of the Dark Lord, mercilessly drove them around the planets, forcing them to sing a battle song in chorus: “We will defeat the Titans! And we will inherit everywhere!”

Kil-Jaeden was strictly warned against any attempts to deceive Sargeras. The political work yielded results: the demon did not cheat, but actually brought vampires, lords of horror, from the distant frontiers, ready to serve the new dark lord. Delighted, Sargeras created a secret intelligence service from vampires, searching for primitive worlds and preparing them for invasion. The “Fifth Vampire Column” worked like clockwork, and the best Stirlitz among the new ones turned out to be the bloodthirsty Tichondrius the Dark.

Archimonde distinguished himself and got dirty, gladly taking on the role of commander of the countless army of Darkness. But he did not rely on the vampire intelligence services, but secretly created his own security service under the leadership of the simple and rude Mannoroth the Destroyer.

Soon Sargeras had a huge, well-trained and drilled demonic army under his arms. In the universal emptiness, the horned creatures huddled together and lit fires at the rest, puffing on their pipes (so they awkwardly imitated the fiery appearance of their leader). Looking at the endless rows of fires stretching for many parsecs around, the bronze robot thought for a long time. And finally yelled:

You will be my Burning Legion!

The next morning the Legion set out on its first campaign.

The Old Gods and the Creation of Azeroth

While the distant worlds, one after another, bowed to the power of Sargeras, the titans, who did not know the telegraph, continued to enthusiastically sculpt cakes from the planets. Azeroth was one of the planetoids they came across at that time.

One, two - got it!

Having looked closely, the surprised robots discovered that the seemingly uninhabited planet was inhabited by elemental spirits who did not at all like to look at the iron faces flashing in the sky. The spirits already had their good old elemental gods. This fact did not bother the titans at all:

We don't care - it's settled. Actually, the plan to restructure the planet has been hanging around in our institution for two hundred years, and you've had time to appeal.

A program is a program, the five-year plan is sacred. The new planet had to be sterilized - and the robots quickly gave the old gods a ragnarok by spraying insecticide on the planet. Everyone got it - the fiery Ragnaros, the stone Terazane, the airy Al-Akir and the sea Neptulon. They all raised their paws up, submitting to brute force and space bulldozers.

“That’s the same thing,” the titans said edifyingly, they shoved the old gods into a stain, a dryer, a straightener and pushed young Azeroth deep underground. The godless world was ready for global cleaning and settlement according to plan.

From the revived stone, the robots created the Earth race, covered the entire population with mothballs and stored them in a distant cave, ordering the sea giants to look after the warehouse. While the giants delved into the essence of the order, the robots set about making the fjords, plains and mountain ranges of the only continent. In order not to go far for precious energy, the robots, without further ado, dug the Well of Eternity and filled it with high-quality high-octane magic.

We don't know exactly what happened next. Maybe the titans left the well in Azeroth on purpose, or maybe they simply forgot to bury it when leaving for other worlds. But the fact remains that the land, saturated with magic, quickly filled with fauna and flora.

The Titans left the remade world at night, when the darkness that came from the east once again descended on their creation. And like true romantics, they called the continent “the land of eternal starlight.”

In our opinion - Kalimdor.

Dragons in the service of good

But when leaving Azeroth, the robots did not leave him unattended. Tame fighting dragons remained on the planet as a limited contingent of progressors, representing centralized power, powers, etc., in Kalimdor.

Huge, powerful and very angry, they patrolled over Kalimdor, tracking and sniffing out sedition. And five Great Dragons were appointed commanders of the dragon army. Well done, miracle heroes, one more beautiful than the other.

The scales of Nozdormu, the pet dragon that once belonged to the main titan Aman-Tul, were bronze. Nozdormu did not bother with trifles. He guarded the fate of the world and time itself, which earned him the nickname “Always Late.”

Dragoness Alexstrasza preferred red to all colors, from afar she resembled a flying Ferrari and was responsible for the lives of all creatures of Azeroth. She rescued chicks that had fallen from the nest, removed cats from trees, and in gratitude, she was the only one among the dragons who received a royal title (which, however, did not mean anything significant).

Green Ysera worked on the plant part. But she was never seen in the skies of Azeroth - and all because Ysera loved to snore and did not crawl out of her cave, managing to watch the tropical forests right in her sleep. Of course, she was nicknamed “Sonya” and nothing else.

The fourth colored dragon was Malygos, a magician - he was always recognized by his characteristic cyanotic blue color. He didn’t do anything special - he flew, set off firecrackers with firecrackers out of nothing to do, and guarded magical secrets. Nelfarion, the stylish black dragon put in charge of the land, was also idle.

So far there were no people willing to steal away the whole of Kalimdor, so Nelfarion and Malygos were forever lost in taverns. Ysera was sleeping, Alexstrasza was rushing from nest to nest, and Nozdromu was watching every second, although no one encroached on the time either.

The invasion of the Burning Legion was only a matter of centuries away.

The Waking World and the Well of Eternity

The Well of Eternity, abandoned by the titans, not only became a source of life for all of Kalimdor - it uncontrollably attracted flocks of small mammals. It soon became clear that it had the same effect on them as Clark's Black Obelisk. The animals quickly descended from the trees, stood on their hind legs and turned into humanoids - wild, but cute. The rapid evolution was not in vain for them, atavisms made themselves felt, and the ears of the first intelligent race (not counting those stored in the caves of the Earthly ones) remained pointed. But in all other respects, the savages turned out to be simply handsome - tall, immortal, well-cut, deftly sculpted.

The night elves (which, you guessed it, were them) for some unknown reason fell in love with the stars and called themselves Kaldorei, "children of the stars." The elves quickly realized what the power was. All of the life energy was fed from the Well, and at first the elves built their first cities only around it. The first religion of the new race likened the mirror surface of the Well to the moon in heaven, and the priests taught ordinary elves that during the day the goddess Elune herself rests from night walks in the sky. The elves believed and continued to explore the magical properties of the inexhaustible source of life.

Spreading rapidly across Kalimdor, the elves soon came across the dragons, which surprised them a lot. Only Ysera ignored the eared Livingstons - she was sleeping, and she didn’t care about anything. The rest of the dragons got together and decided to treat the elves as harmless eccentrics for the time being.

By the way, the night elves did not immediately begin to read trees and, in general, all plant matter. They developed a passion for trees, bushes, and grass only after meeting the demigod centaur Cenarius, nicknamed "Silver Hoof." He had long guarded the rainforests alone and now decided to use the elves as assistants. No one wanted to quarrel with him, so the long-eared creatures patiently sat through Tsenarius’ environmental lectures and meekly took notes. This benefited the forests - they were not cut down even when the night elves settled throughout the continent.

But the elven queen Azshara, taking advantage of her official position, built her residence right off the banks of the Well. Having become arrogant, she bathed in the well and in luxury, forgot about the aspirations of the simple eared people and even called herself and her entourage High Elves. The people were silent - at that time the dark elves were not yet keen on revolutions, although no one liked the impudence and arrogance of the High Ones.

Meanwhile basic research The Wells of Eternity continued. Scientists took samples, carried out physical analyses, tried to find out the composition and nature of the energy substance, and even sank deep-sea vehicles into the Well several times. Success gradually came, and with it dizziness. The elves managed to subjugate free magical energy, which Azshara and her courtiers quickly learned about. The rampant exploitation of the Well began. It was in vain that old Tsenarius shook his head - the volumes of magical energy consumed were growing exponentially every day.

Unlimited power completely corrupted the High Elves. The well was used solely by Azshara and several of her close priests. To all questions the queen arrogantly answered: “What! Even if I’m greedy, it’s from the bottom of my heart.” The lords of the elves became terribly far from the people.

But who cared? Perhaps the young, promising druid scientist Malfurion Stormrage, who more and more often said: “To be in trouble! Oh, bad luck! My heart knows this won’t end well.”

War of the Ancients

The elves did not even suspect that the more they used the Well of Eternity, the more noticeable Azeroth became among other planets. By the time it came to megaton spells, the planet glowed in the radio range no worse than any other neutron star.

Sargeras was just trying on titles and wondering if “Destroyer of Worlds, Great Enemy of Existence, Dark God of the Nameless Void, with his feet in the Universe” sounded good when he felt a disturbance in the great Power. Turning on the receiver, he quickly caught the elven transmissions and immediately rushed to the intelligence department, where he gave the vampires who had overlooked the promising planet a terrible headache.

Nothing can be entrusted! - he yelled at Tichondrius. - You have to do everything yourself!

The frightened vampires prepared an operational information on Azeroth for the leader in twenty-four hours. As it turns out, the source of the disturbance is a gigantic supply of free magic in the Well left by the titans.

It was just magic and energy that the Dark Lord lacked, as he relied on dynamos and portable generators. He personally led an army of one million demon thugs and gave them an incendiary speech. Archimonde and Mannoroth saluted and gave the command to move.

Sargeras's plan was truly diabolical. He got in touch just at the moment when Queen Azshara and all her entourage were lying around on a magical high. The dialogue between the bronze robot and the stupefied Azshara looked something like this:

Who's there? - the queen whispered.

I am part of that force that always wants evil and always does good.

Wow, what a god! Come in, of course. “I’ll open the portal now,” Azshara perked up noticeably.

I can't get through, I'm too big. First I'll let my retinue pass, okay?

No problem. For a real god, we organize everything according to the first category.

Azshara gathered everyone in the throne room who could be distracted from looking at the pink elephants and explained to them that a god was coming (no one was surprised). Then she explained once again that this was God, and not just another vision - and, together with the courtiers, she opened a portal right in the Well of Eternity, so as not to pull the power cord too far.

“They’re not scared idiots,” Archimonde muttered quietly, looking at the opening window into Azeroth.

Of course,” Sargeras sighed. - It's time to scare. Well, this is your finest hour. Start your blitzkrieg.

Archimonde took the radio and gave a short order. The first mobile assault columns entered the glittering portal. (In about ten thousand years, orc hordes from Draenor will enter Azeroth in exactly the same way).

The advanced assault troops instantly captured the queen's palace without encountering any resistance. The demons walked through the portal in an endless stream, immediately unfolding into battle formations and began to implement the plans of the command and personally of Comrade Sargeras.

Hell fell upon the sleeping elven cities. The demons of hell, the infernal paratroopers summoned by the sorcerers, fell from heaven to earth like fiery meteors. Hellish guards walked across the fields and forests of Kalimdor, rattling their otherworldly chains. Packs of horned magical bloodhounds burst into defenseless villages. In several places, the warriors, alerted in time, desperately defended their positions. But the forces were unequal, and the elves retreated step by step.

Awakened by the noise and distant cannonade, Malfurion Stormrage put on his glasses, looked out the window and immediately realized that the game was over. He had long suspected something was wrong, seeing how his brother Illidan, who had fallen into the ranks of the High Elves, was slowly but surely getting hooked on the magical high from the Eternal Well.

But this time, the terrified Illidan really got through.

Remember what all this magical nonsense leads to! - Malfurion hissed. - You and I need to immediately go in search of Cenarius, if anyone will help the elves, it will be him. But you will need to tie.

Of course of course! - Illidan muttered. - I’m completely done!

Look at me. Let's take Tyrande with us into the woods, it's not safe here.

Tyrande was the name of the young priestess, for whom both brothers were pining - at least until Illidan became so addicted to magic that all amorous matters became of no concern to him.

For a long time the three elves walked along guerrilla paths to Moonglade. Illidan felt visibly sick - he was sweating and constantly cold even near the fire. When the elf was finally found Cenarius, he was brief:

Think? What should we think? We need to get going! Only dragons can do something with this horde, and even then... If the demons did escape from the portal, I’ll tell you straight, it’s damn difficult to push them back. Dragons are our last hope.

Early in the morning, a joyful cry was heard over the capital of Kalimdor: "Dragons fly!"

All five dragons flew as a combat unit to fight the demons - even Ysera woke up to save Kalimdor. The flight commander was Alexstrasza, her sparkling red scales terrified even the demons who were accustomed to everything.

Tsenarius, having called for an air strike, wasted no time - he awakened his faithful Forest Brothers from hibernation. Military doctrine suggested using them in guerrilla raids on enemy lines - it’s hard to think of a better use for a crowd of walking trees. But this time we had to go all-in to build on the success on earth, if the dragons achieve it at all. Entire forests, with the support of small groves, moved to the capital.

The remnants of the elven armies also launched a psychic attack on the demon troops guarding the Well. And what was the queen doing at that time? She, alive and well, was looking forward to meeting God and preparing to expand the portal in the Well so much that Sargeras himself could pass through it. To do this, it was necessary to gather together the magical powers of all the High Elves. Portal specialists ran all over the palace, catching the jumpers. But there wasn’t enough strength yet.

The shadow of the dragon's wings fell on the palace. And five winged guards fell upon the demons.

Decoding the conversations between dragons will help to reconstruct subsequent events:

Attention, I'm red. Cover, I dive, then make a combat turn.

Got you, red. Black, lights out.

There are so many of them here!

Heavy anti-aircraft fire. Maneuvers, maneuvers!

They go through the Well.

Left, left! [inaudible] Blue, throw some light on!

I'm going to the third turn. Red, you have a demon on your tail.

I can't shake it off!

Stay above the target.

He's on my tail!

Stay above the target!

Great spit, green...

Black, where, where? Stay in line!

Nelfarion, what are you doing?!

Red, watch out! [unintelligible screams on the air] ...oh, damn it!

Fire, fire!

Black, you're crazy! Nelfarion!

- You don't know the full power of the Dark Side!!! I am no longer Nelfarion. I am the Black Cloak!

The black dragon Detwing, Deathwing, former Nelfarion, without any warning attacked the remaining dragons and with a few well-aimed spits of fire forced them to retreat. The sudden betrayal crippled the colored team morally. All of them unanimously decided that the game was not worth the candle, and, in fact, they had no need to protect Azeroth - health was more valuable.

Malfurion saw firsthand the outcome of the battle in heaven. He managed to jump into the trench and go to the rear before the demons, inspired by an unexpected ally, finally took possession of the battlefield.

"Light! Light! They're crawling into the light! The well must be closed. Otherwise, everything is screwed,” the young scientist whispered to Cenarius and Tyrande. - “We need to break into Azshara’s palace at any cost and destroy the portal itself! By the way, where is Illidan? He was just here...

To be continued.

So. Last time we talked about Warcraft books translated into Russian. Today it’s manga’s turn. To be honest, I’m not a fan of manga, anime and other creations of Japanese (Chinese? Korean?) culture, but I have purchased manga based on Warcraft. And, to be honest, I can say that it is very, very good. So, we will talk about the released manga.
World of Warcraft manga. Death Knight
Author(s): Dan Jolley (author), Rocío Zucci (artist)
Publisher: Eksmo
Release date: August 5, 2010
Total volumes: 3, in Russian: 1.

In the game "World of Warcraft - Wrath of the Lich King", Thassarian is a renegade death knight, one of the few who managed to free himself from the power of the Lich King. Although Thassarian turned his incredible powers against his former master, he remains feared and despised by most of his Alliance comrades. Countless players helped Thassarian in the game as he fought against the Lich King's minions in Northrend, but the details of his past life known only to a few. Death Knight is Thassarian's story, revealing the origins, motivations, and deepest secrets of Warcraft's newest death knight.
Result: a very exciting plot, interestingly presented, a dramatic story, not embellished in any way and in any case not ending with a happy ending. High-quality drawing and translation, no less high-quality cover.

World of Warcraft manga. Sunny spring.
Author(s): Knaak R., Jae Hwang Kim.
Year of manufacture: 2007
Publisher: Eksmo
Volumes in the series: 3 In Russian: 3

Volume 1: The fate of all of Azeroth depends on the outcome of this journey full of dangers and mysteries. The blue dragon Kalec, on behalf of his master Malygos, goes in search of the Sunwell, a powerful source of magic. However, he is not the only one seeking to get the Well. And if it weren’t for the beautiful Anveena, Kalec, who took on human form, would hardly have been able to survive and continue his journey...
Volume 2: The blue dragon Kalec goes in search of the Sun Spring, the source of magic. The one who takes possession of the Spring will gain the key to enormous power, so it is not surprising that he is sought out not only by dragons, but also by the minions of the King of the Dead. Thanks to the help of the beautiful Anveena, a lonely knight named Jorad Mace and Tyrygosa, Kalec's bride, the young dragon manages to emerge alive from the battle with the dark elf Darkan. Now the path of Kalec and his friends lies to the top of a distant mountain - somewhere there lives a hermit magician who knows the secret of the Spring. However, among the snow and ice they are destined to meet not only friends...
Volume 3: The final book of the trilogy will open the veil of secrecy over the personalities of the heroes, who are faced with new villains and dangers along the way.
Result: A very, very significant manga for the history of Warcraft, which makes it clear who Kaylek is, the solar well (and in particular, who is the girl circling in it) and also tells about the first tauren - the death knight and many others. Translation quality is disappointing. Salted...spring? Not a well? And this is not the only mistake. But oh well. The quality of the illustrations and the cover is still excellent.

World of Warcraft manga. Legends.
Author(s): Richard Knaak, Dan Jolley, Troy Luther, Mike Wellman
Year of manufacture 2006-2010
Publisher: Eksmo
Volumes in the series; 5, in Russian: 5.

Volume 1:
Fallen
Trag Highlander, a fearless tauren, smashed Ner'zhul's sphere, and for this he faces a punishment worse than death - the Lich King wants to make Trag his minion...
Journey
Wanting to help the lost warriors, Halsand, a poor farmer, volunteers to guide them to the camp where an army has gathered, intending to free Andorhal from the cursed Scourge. But upon arrival, it turns out that only a hundred soldiers will have to attack the Scourge...
How to win friends
Lazlo is an unsuccessful dwarf inventor who, in addition, has an amazing ability to talk out of place all the time. Is it worth mentioning that he has no friends in the city?.. But when a huge troll attacked the city residents, Lazlo was the only one who could defeat the terrible monster! Will Lazlo be able to use one of his inventions and defeat the terrible troll?
A fair deal
Nori Blackfinger is known far and wide as a master blacksmith, and his blades guarantee victory in any battle! But he doesn't care at all about who can sell deadly weapons to and who can't... When he sold the sword to the famous bandit and murderer Havoc, the events that followed changed Nori's life forever...
Volume 2:
Fear
Continuation of the saga of Trag, a brave tauren who rose from the dead. In his wanderings, he meets Thrall, the liberator of the orcs, and this acquaintance changes his fate. From the authors of The Sunwell Trilogy, Richard Knaak and Jae Hwan Kim.
Warrior. Reunion
Liren, an orphan raised by dwarves, strives to find her parents. Together with a twin sister named Loania, who was raised by high elves, they set off on a quest. The family will be reunited, but not at all as the sisters dreamed...
Long Road with Miles
Kova Brodhorn, a young shaman from the tauren tribe, receives a dangerous task: to find the prophetic hermit. However, she will not have to travel alone, but in the company of the impudent dwarf Miles Corbender. They are forced to fight their enemies together, although the hardest thing for them is not to kill each other.
Family values
Jaruk Bloodfear, a noble orc, suffers in silence, unable to stop the extermination of peaceful draenei, led by his brother... But everything changes when Jaruk saves a girl named Liina...
Volume 3:
Obsessed
The third part of the adventures of Trag Highmountain, a brave tauren who was reborn as an undead. His quest to face the Lich King takes him to the ice-bound lands of Northrend, where he meets new allies—and new enemies.
Knight's blood
A blood elf and a warrior from the ranks of the forsaken seek revenge for the death of their loved ones on the merciless captain of the Scarlet Crusade. A blind thirst for blood sets them on a cursed path of confrontation with fate... and death.
What you need for the New Year
The story is about a misfit goblin named Krizz who is looking for a way to make some easy money... even if it means playing the part of Father Christmas. But his fake smile becomes sincere when he helps a little dwarf girl in trouble...
Thrill of the Hunt
Heming Earnestway, the greatest hunter of Azeroth, by the will of fate turns out to be the only protector of the three kittens of the saber-toothed cat. Will he be able to save the kids from a gang of ruthless hunters for valuable fur?
Volume 4:
Fate
The final part of the story about Trag Highmountain, a brave tauren who was reborn as an undead. Trag's long and difficult journey comes to an end when he comes face to face with the Lich King... in a battle for his own soul.
Bloodsail Pirate
The three boys went to the coast to go fishing at their leisure. Could they have thought that they themselves would be caught in the net? It just so happened that the guys had to join a gang of the most brutal pirates ever to roam the South Seas...
Blood is not water
Silas Darkmoon and his Darkmoon Faire roam the cities, putting on shows for the amusement of the crowds. Silas always said that they are one family and must protect their own. And then one day, cruel fate decided to test their "family ties" for strength ...
Became a warrior
The mother of the great Thral, ​​the liberator of the orcs, was called Draka, and she was once the weakest and sickest child of the Frost Wolves clan. But the girl firmly decided to become a real warrior, so that her parents and clan could be proud of her. To do this, she has a long way to go...
Volume 5:
Became a warrior
A fascinating conclusion to the journey of Draka from the Frost Wolves orc clan. Few people know that the mother of the great hero Thrall was a weak and sickly girl in her youth. However, she was not afraid to go on a dangerous journey to become a worthy member of her clan. From one of the most popular authors, according to the New York Times, Christie Golden - a story about how the future mother of a leader turned herself into a warrior!
Warrior: Shoulder to Shoulder
Separated at birth, twin sisters Loania and Liren met in their youth and united to free their mother from the curse of unlife. Now they intend to save their father from the cursed tower of Karazhan... But are they ready to sacrifice each other to help him out?
First Guardian
Thousands of years ago, when the magical city-state of Dalaran was besieged by the demons of the Burning Legion, it turned out that not a single magician himself could cope with these creatures... And then a secret magical order was founded. Now you have the opportunity to learn the history of the first Guardian of Tirisfal!
Cleansing Fire
The mystery of the origin of the Headless Horseman. The noble paladin Sir Thomas Thomson was a servant of the Light and a fierce fighter against the undead Scourge. But how did this brave hero become Hallow's End's terrifying nightmare?
Nightmares
The dwarven king Magni Bronzebeard, the orc leader Thrall, the mage and the Theramore ruler Jaina Proudmoore are tormented by terrible dreams. As the legendary heroes come face to face with their deepest fears, they realize that the fiercest battle is waged within their own souls.
Result: Probably the best of the Warcraft manga. The workmanship is still top notch. Each book contains several stories about Warcraft characters - some of them major and some not. The stories are different from each other - some are funny, some are sad, some are instructive - others are just for fun. I highly recommend reading.

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