*A massive battle has happened between the Horde and Alliance, Varian is knocked unconscious and the battered Prince Anduin is left alone with Garrosh*
Garrosh: *Gorehowl is gleaming with blood* So, this is where the heir of the Alliance shall die with his father.... pathetic.
Anduin: *tries to get to his feet, but his stepped on by Garrosh to hold him in place*
Garrosh: Daddy would be so displeased that his only son failed like a weakling in combat.
Anduin: *grunts in pain* Will my death really satisfy you? All you'll accomplish his making my father and Aunt Jaina more angry... and you thought the aggression was horrible before. *cranes his neck to look at Garrosh* One may no longer be here in the living realm, not physically at least, but their influence will still be here.
Garrosh: Enought, Wrynn whelping! *swings Gorehowl towards the ground*
*Gorehowl snags on something invisible*
Garrosh: *at first looks around for Varian, but he's still laying unconscious a few yards away* What the-
???: HOW DARE YOU TRY TO HARM MY CHILD!
Anduin: *eyes light up* .. Mother?
Tiffin: *materializes as a specter, clutching the blade of Gorehowl in between her ahnds*
Garrosh: *looks like he'll piss himself*
Tiffin: YOU SHALL NOT HARM MY BABY!! *Penances Garrosh's ass against a tree*
Anduin: *rises to his feet as Tiffin's ghost floats over to Varian*
Tiffin: *places her hands on Varian*
Varian: *eyes flutter open* ... *eyes widen* T-Tiffin!? *eyes water with joy; jumps up to hug her, but goes right through her and stumbles a bit*
Tiffin: *smiles sadly* I long to hold you in my arms, too, my husband. *places an hand on his cheek* But, the time will come someday.
Anduin: *shuffles, in deep thought*
*an angry battle cry from Garrosh disrupts the family reunion*
Garrosh: DEATH TO THE ALLIANCE!!!! *has Gorehowl ready to bite thought Anduin*
Varian: *starts to charge over, pissed as the images of Goldrinn forms behind him*
Anduin: *spins on his heels, raises his palms* PENANCE! *fires off three rings of holy energy that strike Garrosh in the chest and temporary blink him*
Varian: *charges in, but Garrosh has manage to flee* Bastard....
Tiffin: You gave it your best, dear. *smiles as she starts to glow, healing the minor wounds to her son and husband* The heavens call me back. *touches both of them over the heart* Though I'll always be with you, because love outlasts everything *fades away*
Varian: TIFFIN! *goes to hug her to stop her from leaving, but hugs air; drops to his knees with his arms still in the hugging position and sobs heavily*
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