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Warcraft: Orcs and Humans – Credits

Game Design

Blizzard Entertainment

Producer

Patrick Wyatt

Executive Producer

Allen Adham

Programmers

Patrick Wyatt
Bob Fitch
Michael Morhaime
Jesse McReynolds

Artists

Stu Rose
Samwise Didier
Ron Millar
Micky Neilson
Brian Sousa
David Berggren
Roman Kenney

3D Artists

Joeyray Hall
Ron Millar
Duane Stinnet

Music & Sound

Glen Stafford
Gregory Alper
Rick Jackson
Chris Palmer

Voices

Bill Roper

Manual Design & Layout

Bill Roper

Manual Illustrations

Stu Rose
Samwise Didier
Roman Kenney
Brian Sousa
Mickey Neilson
David Berggren
Chris Metzen
Nick Carpenter

Public Relations

Susan Wooley
Linda Duttenhaver

Marketing

Kathy Carter
Steve Huot
Burkley Hanes
Debbie Caton
Fernando Paez

Sales

Russel Nishida
Aprile Penhall
Helen Moriyama

Quality Assurance

Robert Louden
Tymothi Loving
Mark Menter
Larry Smith

Registered Beta Testers

Derek Arasi
David Bevik
Jeff Cassens
Shane Dabiri
Robert Djorjevich
Doug Gauss
Sina Ghaboussi
Tim Gossard
Mark Pearce
Vic Larson
Issac Matarasso
John Teichrow
Andy Thorson
Stuart Venable Jr.

Special Thanks To

Bob & Jan Davidson
John Patrick
John Goodman
Jeff Beaumont
Ralph Becker
Mike Albanese
John Sosoka
Pam Drake
Jenny Toney
James Phinney
Bobo the Wonder Orc
Suzanne States
Ronald Millar Sr.
Private Pabst
Bunchy
Eskhandar
Salty Dog
Rider
The “Batman”
M.B.
Frank Pearce
Shannon and her white chocolate grapes
Pretty Princess Gwendolyn
Susan Bezzina
Darlene & her hair
The Memphis Blues
Christina Cade
Jason “God of Thunder” Thor
“Dangerous” Damian Russell
Shahram Dabri
The Mang Mang
Vic’s Car
The Poxy Boggards
Ray the Soda Man
Lala
Endicott
C.W.
The Kitchen Sink & you for reading this.

The End

Aegwynn Chronicles: Fall of Azeroth

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My name is Magna Aegwynn, and for over one thousand years I have wandered the realms of this world and endeavored to safeguard the peoples of its lands against the ethereal powers of the Great Dark Beyond. I have seen mighty kingdoms rise and fall. I have witnessed the deeds of high nobility and the lowliest of rabble both conspire to define the destiny of mankind.

It has been only recently that I have, regrettably, become directly involved in the matters of men. For countless ages it has been the charge of my Order to shelter and protect mortal man from the mysteries of the Great Dark, and the palpable, heinous evils of the realms beyond. To battle these dark forces of the Twisting Nether we were given considerable power, and longevity rivaling that of even the ancient Elves. With this power came one grave burden – the Guardian must not interfere with the affairs of men until the time comes when a successor must be chosen and the mantle of guardianship is passed to another.

Thus did I – Aegwynn, last Guardian of the Order of Tirisfal – judge that my time had come. Forty-two winters had passed since I first came to the Kingdom of Azeroth in search of the Conjurer Nielas Aran. It was he whom I had chosen to sire the heir of my powers. Nielas was exceptionally talented in the simple conjurative magiks of men, and I believed that he would be the perfect mortal father for my child … and so he was …

I gave birth to a son and named him Medivh – or “Keeper of Secrets” in the ancient tongue of the Elves – in the fall of the year 559. I transferred all of my knowledge and power into the infant, locking it deeply within him to manifest itself only when he reached physical maturity. Believing that my work on this world was done and seeing that my son would be cared for by Nielas’ people, I wandered across the fields of time, preparing myself for the passing.

I kept a distant, watchful eye on my son for much of his young life. I was assured that the deep-seeded altruism of Tirisfal would guide him in his trials and temper his heart and mind as to make him worthy of the Guardianship that was, I believed, his destiny.

On the eve of the marking of his thirteenth birthday, the power locked deep inside of my son awakened. Unable to deal with the raw, cosmic energies surging inside him, Medivh suffered a massive psychic trauma. He was pacified by the good Clerics of the Northshire. They removed the youth to their sacred Abbey and for six years tended to his all but comatose body.

Eventually, Medivh awakened from his sleep seemingly in full control of his faculties and powers. Yet, underneath the confident and almost arrogant facade, I somehow knew that my son had become malevolent and corrupt. The wisdom and power that was his birthright had been perverted by distant forces within the Twisting Nether, altering the Human part of his soul and marking him with its evil touch forever. It was not until the first wave of those wretched creatures known as the Orcs thundered through the dark rift that I realized how incredibly dangerous my son had become …

With his mastery over the arcane energies increasing almost by the moment, Medivh had set out to probe the extent of his ability to manipulate the world around him. Delving into the forbidden arts of Necromancy, Medivh began to unravel the mysteries of life and death. He took to consorting with Daemons from the lower planes, using their powers to augment his own. His hunger for power became stronger, and with every minor success Medivh fell ever deeper into the dark abyss of madness. He traveled far throughout the astral plane, exploring the infinite secrets of the Great Dark Beyond. It was then, in the midst of swirling chaotic hallucinations, that Medivh first encountered a world beyond his own and captured a glimpse of the aberrant, murderous denizens of that place.

Here at last, was the tool that Medivh had been searching for …

Desirous of complete dominion over Azeroth, Medivh used the insights gained from the knowledge of Tirisfal to strike a bargain with Gul’dan the Warlock – the mightiest of the rulers of the dark, red world that haunted Medivh’s visions. Communicating through deep trances and astral projection, Medivh told Gul’dan of an ancient tomb lost beneath the north sea that contained power beyond imagination. It was to this tomb that I had banished the ancient Daemonlord Sargeras after a long and exhausting battle eight hundred years before. Even I cannot say whether or not the power of Sargeras remains entombed there. The promise of incredible power tapped from a true monarch of the underworld was enough to make the insatiable Gul’dan agree to do Medivh’s bidding.

Medivh agreed to furnish the location of the Tomb of Sargeras to Gul’dan as well as an entire world to conquer. In exchange for this gift, Medivh required the total destruction of the only force he believed capable of contending his ascendancy to power – the great Kingdom of Azeroth.

Thus, in the year 583, the first of Medivh’s unnatural Portals was opened between the world of Azeroth and the red world of the Orcs. Although the time of my passing had drawn near, I traveled to Medivh’s mystic tower to reason with him and attempt to dissuade him from a path that would surely lead to his own destruction. The power that was once of Tirisfal had become so twisted inside him that my pleas seemed as nothing. I fought with what energy remained in my weakened body, but having given all of my powers to him so long ago, I was easily defeated and banished from his sight.

The arrival of Gul’dan and the Horde Warchief Blackhand heralded a war that tore the realm of Azeroth asunder for nearly five years. The once rich lands of the kingdom were razed and left fallow by the merciless Orc armies. And yet, for all of his craft and guile, Medivh did not survive to see his plans come to fruition. My son was killed by a bold Azerothien raiding party who broke into his tower and slew him in the very room where he first made contact with the minions of the Horde. Even the great Warchief Blackhand was eventually destroyed as his ultimate victory drew near, betrayed by his servant Orgrim Doomhammer.

The greatest loss to the peoples of Azeroth came when King Llane, their benevolent and just ruler, was killed as Stormwind Keep fell under the siege, and was overthrown by the Orish Hordes. Only the valiant leadership of Anduin Lothar, Knight errant in the Brotherhood of the Horse and a hero in the war, allowed the survivors of Azeroth to escape from their decimated homeland with their lives.

Even with Medivh and his vile magiks gone, the Portal continued to channel hundreds of Orcs into the Human lands every day. With the death of Blackhand, Orgrim Doomhammer was quick to seize control over the Blackrock clan – the most powerful Orcish force on Azeroth. While others still vie for supremacy over the rest of the scattered Orc clans, Gul’dan, the infamous Warlock and chieftain of the Stormreaver clan, is rumored to be amassing a great navy to find the legendary Tomb of Sargeras for himself. Rend and Maim, the barbarous sons of Blackhand, also have secured a strong followinig amongst the Orcs, and hope to wrest ultimate control of the Horde away from the treacherous Doomhammer.

Although other factions grow stronger within the chaotic Horde, it seems certain that all of the clans will follow Doomhammer’s plans to hunt down and destroy the renegade Humans of Azeroth wherever they choose to run …



Note: Believe it or not, Aegwynn is still alive. After her exile, she sensed the death of Medivh. For twenty years, she gathered what little she still had of magic to resurrect Medivh prior to the events of Warcraft III: Reign of Chaos. This resurrected Medivh contacted Thrall, King Terenas, Prince Arthas, Jaina Proudmoore and Tyrande to set a common front against the Burning Legion. King Terenas and Prince Arthas however dismissed Medivh as a mere mad prophet.You may find Aegwynn and the resurrection of her son Medivh in the pages of World of Warcraft: Cycle of Hatred — by Keith R.A. DeCandido. The novel is set a year before the MMORPG, serving as prologue leading to the events in the MMORPG. Jaina finds Aegwynn and seeks her help to find out who is setting things in motion to clash Orgrimmar and Theramore into a war.

A demon defeated by Aegwynn centuries ago, Zmoldor, has returned and is rising a new Burning Blade clan composed of Humans and Orcs to infiltrate both cities to instigate hatred from within to lead Orgrimmar and Theramore into war. Aegwynn defeats the demon by opening a gateway that sucks in Zmoldor and his demons back into the Twisting Nether.However, Aegwynn alerts Jaina that the Burning Blade clan may yet resurface. Early quests of Orgrimmar, around level 10-12 sends you to a cave near the Zeppelin tower (outdoor). Thrall sends you to infiltrate their lair to destroy them, and later sends you into Ragefire Chasm to dismantle the Burning Blade’s masters: a satyr, an orc warlock and a felguard. Aegwynn was seen again in issue# 6 and # 11 of Wildstorm’s World of Warcraft Comic Book by writer Walter Simonson.

UPDATE: Aegwynn died in the World of Warcraft comics and her corpse was buried at the closed catacombs south of Karazhan.

Warcraft: Orcs and Humans - Garona’s Journal


The Destiny of the Orcish Hordes


The history and legends concerning the invasion and domination of the Human Lands scribed by Garona of the Shadow Council

The stories of battle and victory have always been told, and in the past, it was up to the leaders of each assault to document the past.  While fine leaders in war, these chieftains lacked the ability to convey those actions with written words.  I present as an example:

“Thok go through shiny hole.  Then me fall down, but me good.  Me find many good things to eat.  We find village.  We mash them and eat their food.  Thok stop now.  Head hurt from write.”

The fact that I am of both Orc and Human lineage, combined with the skills and schooling I have acquired from my journeys, has elevated me to the position I now hold.  As chief interpreter of the Shadow Council, the duty of preserving the accounts of our conquering of this world and eventual crusade into the land of Humanity, has fallen now upon my shoulders.  I, Garona, now humbly present that history.

Our destiny concerning the domination over these lands has been foretold by the clan mystics for hundreds of years.  Having risen from the mire of swamps and marshes, the Orcish hordes have swept across this domain in the fulfillment of that destiny.  Many ages passed as our influence slowly spread, causing pain and darkness to follow in our wake. Be they in lush plains, hidden in thick forests, or at the rocky crags overlooking the seaside our armies rilled over what pathetic resistance our enemies could muster.

Their crops died on the stalk and their fields lay fallow, for we left none alive to tend them.  Using the arcane powers of our Warlocks and Necromancers, not even the mightiest of our foes could long stand against our increasing onslaught.  One by one our enemies fell, and we became stronger with each victory.  In time, by subjugating all who would oppose our rise to power, and enslaving these weaker races to use as we pleased, we conquered both nature and creatures to finally rise to the pinnacle of this world.

Still we craved more, and decades of constant bickering between clans served to divide our race amongst itself.  Soon factions arose, each seeking to control the Orcish domain for themselves.  These petty arguments turned to armed conflict, and then to war as the need for conquest burned hot in our blood.  If no lands existed that were ruled by enemies, then we would take the lands of our brethren.

The only clan to ignore these plays for power were the Warlocks.  Secluded in their towers, they saw the danger that was present.  Although it pleased the Necromancers that these battles fed the earth and underworld with rivers of blood, the Warlocks feared that no Orc would be left alive.  This would serve to upset the delicate balance that allowed them to control the powers that they held in check and called upon to work their magiks.  If this balance were to be maintained, the Orcish hordes would need to be supplied with new battles against a common foe.

It was during a period of research that the small tear in the dimensional fabric was noticed.  Many years passed as the Warlocks sought to unlock the mysteries of this tiny rift.  The undertaking of numerous trials and tests led to the conclusion that this phenomenon could serve as a portal to another dominion, if it could be controlled.  The Orcish Warlocks began experimentation towards focusing the rift, gradually making it larger and more stable.  Eventually, they were able to create a small portal, just large enough for one of their clan to pass through.

The stories that this subject returned with almost convinced his colleagues that the experience had left him insane, but strange, unknown plants he held served as sure evidence of his claims.  This allowed the sect to approach the strongest leaders of the splintered Orc clans and request that they cease their war for one year.  At the end of that time, they promised the chance to accomplish the taking of a new world.

Controlling the rift proved to be easier as it grew larger, and within the passing of three moons, it stood ready to send a small detachment of troops to this new world.  A blue circle of energy, roughly two and one half Orcs in width, was the sight that greeted the Orcish clan chiefs.  Streaks of black and red raced across it as it crackled with otherworldly fires.  Seven warriors were to enter the portal and return with a report detailing the type of lands and creatures that were to be found on the other side.  As the Warlocks began their incantations to acces the power of the rift, a howl began – low at first, then rising in pitch like a darkwolf baying during the bloodmoon.  When the sound grew near to deafening, the warriors were motioned into the circle, now alive with a thousand colors intertwined and clashing in some cosmic dance.  What awaited these seven was beyond even their wildest imagining.

The sack of the village was a simple matter, hardly worth the telling.  Yet hundreds of times the tale was recounted, and a hundred more would be expected and relished.  A group of strange, sharp edged buildings was the first sign of any true opposition they encountered.  A rough dirt path lead into a trio of farms.  The gray of dawn was lightening as the sun of this world rose over the hilltops.  It was a bright, yellow orb that shone twice as brightly as our own, and made the days exceedingly hot.  Then out of the odd little hut came what must have been a member of this lands true race.  Small, pink and spare of muscle were these creatures.  The warriors grinned wickedly at each other, knowing that if this represented the breed of stock they would need to pen in order to take this world, victory was but a matter of moments.

Rushing out of their hiding place, they swarmed upon the village and slew every living thing they could find.  The males offered some small resistance, but the females and children were like taking grok to the slaughter.  Their homes held few values, but their field were full of a tasty grain.  Their livestock, as little as there was, also proved excellent, and what they could not eat or pack was set to the torch. The trinket brought back from this place were of a craftsmanship unknown to the Orcs, and were quickly taken by the leaders of the clans for their own treasure hordes.  This new world, heavy with vast expanses and soft, weak protectors would prove a rich jewel to add the crown of the Orcs.

Our order of ascension is a simple one – only the strongest survive.  All matters of politics or dispute are settled in open debate.  This can lead to hostilities in many cases, but it is the fastest and simplest way to come to a conclusion on most matters.  Each Orc has the right to make heard his arguments, as long as he can back them up with fact – or steel.  To gain the upper hand is a sign of strength, and strength is counted highly among the hordes.  A decisive victory in battle raises the commander and his warriors to a place of honor and control.  This hold is tenuous, however, for the higher one climbs, the farther – and more deadly – the fall.

By this time, we had learned much of this new domain, and those who dwelled here.  While difficult to understand in many ways, they proved similar enough to us in many ways.  A sharp blow to the head resulted in death.  Lack of food led to starvation.  Pain also affected them in the same way it had all of our enemies, and proved to be an effective means of extracting information.

To learn that the name of this place was Azeroth, and the inhabitants here were called Humans, was among the first bits of information we gathered.  We began the taking of Azeroth by moving out cautiously, and learning what we could, but all too soon rash judgement prevailed as the taste of greed tainted the palettes of the Orcish clan chiefs.  After many arguments ensued, it was decreed that an assault upon the tall castle in the north would serve to crush our enemies and place the Orcs upon the throne of power.  More and more warriors were brought through the rift, and with them seemed to come the essence of our world.  The Warlocks claimed it was some effect of the portal, but the lands about our entryway soon became as desolate as those of our home.

Entry into the castle was a simple matter, for the prosperity that had made this land so attractive to us had also bred weakness in the Humans.  Their guards were unprepared as our forces poured through the gates and over the walls of their stronghold.  Their males did well to stop us for as long as they did, but our numbers and strength soon tilted the battle in our favor.  Victory would have been assured,  but for the arrival of their great, mounted soldiers. These fiends rode atop beasts of muscle and sinew that crashed through our ranks and dealt as much damage to our troops as did their riders.  These knights, as we have come to know them, rallied what few soldiers remained, and began driving us out of the castle.  Our every turn was countered as we were forced to retreat towards the gateway back to our world.  some trick of magic had them always at our back, sides, and in our path.  We barely reached the edges of the swamplands that now surrounded the portal and eluded our pursuers in its murky depths.

It has been some fifteen years since this costly decision altered the course of our destiny.  Many called for the closing of the gate, while other factions fought for another attack upon the humans with all of our forces.  Out of this chaos arose a single Orc with a cunning and guile that few others possessed.  Careful manipulations and the use of what support he could muster made his voice ever stronger as time passed.  After key opponents were dealt with, few could offer any opposition to his plans, and the rule of the great Orc Warchief Blackhand was upon our people.

His cruelty and dominance in battle is only overshadowed by his lust for power.  He has studied the means with which Human armies are able to defeat overpowering numbers of Orcs through strategy and guile.  From these tactics he has learned to bring organization to the scattered attacks of our raiding parties.  He sought assistance from both houses of the arcane arts, searching for other weapons to add to his arsenal.  The culmination of these plans will involve the uniting of all the Orcish clans – Armies, Warlocks, and Necromancers alike – to bring about the eventual destruction of the Human race.  The Age of Chaos is now at hand.

Warcraft: Orcs and Humans – Cheat Codes

The following are cheat codes for Warcraft: Orcs and Humans.  The cheat codes are only useable in Single Player mode.  In order to enter a cheat code, you must first press enter to open the chat prompter, then type the following text:  Corwin of Amber then press Enter button on your keyboard.  From now on you can type any of the cheat codes mentioned below and they will become active.  You will see a text message confirming that the cheat code is now active.  You will see the following text onscreen:  (Cheat Code Enabled You Wascally Wabbit)

Enable Cheats
corwin of amber

   
Full Map
sally shears

   
Gives you 10,000 gold and 5,000 Lumber
pot of gold

Build Faster
hurry up guys

All Casting Spells
eye of newt

Upgrade Technology
iron forge

   
God Mode
there can be only one

Skip and Load to an Orc Level (change the 1 to any number from 1-12)
type: corwin of amber
press the enter key
type: orc1

Skip and Load to a Human Level (change the 1 to any number from 1-12)
type: corwin of amber
press enter
type: human1

   
Victory Screen
yours truly

Lose Screen
crushing defeat

   
Final Campaign Sequence
ides of march


 

Warcraft Orcs and Humans – Human Campaigns

Human Campaigns  |  Orc Campaigns

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warcraft-orcs-and-humans-human-campaign-rebuilding Chapter 1: Rebuilding

As a test of your abilities, the King has appointed you as Regent over a small parcel of land. Since we must keep our armies in the field well supplied, you are to build the town into a farming center of no less than 6 farms. Construction of a barracks for defense is also adviced, as our scouts have reported Orcish patrols in the area.

warcraft-orcs-and-humans-human-campaign-map-2-grand-hamlet Chapter 2: Grand Hamlet

The Orcs around Grand Hamlet are becoming increasingly brazen in their attracks, and our spies inform us that they are amassing a large army to march against the town. The King is sending you, along with a small detachment of troops, to rally the people and defend the town against all opposition.

warcraft-orcs-and-humans-human-campaign-map-3-swamps-of-sorrow Chapter 3: Swamps of Sorrow

With Blackhand’s raiding parties routed, now is the time for us to secure a lasting peace in the area around Grand Hamlet. You must seek out the Orcish outpost of Kyross that lies deep within the Swamps of Sorrow, and destroy it.

warcraft-orcs-and-humans-human-campaign-map-4-dead-mines Chapter 4: Dead Mines

It has been some twenty months since Sir Lothar, one of the crown’s greatest heroes, led an expedition into the Dead Mines to search for the Lost Tome of Divinity. They were never heard from again. However, the great knight has recently appeared to the Abbot of Northshire in a vision– battered and pleading for assistance. King Llane has ordered you to lead a detachment of warriors and healers into the mines in an attempt to find Sir Lothar, heal him, and bring him and any other survivors back alive.

warcraft-orcs-and-humans-human-campaign-map-5-elwynn-forest Chapter 5: Elwynn Forest

The Forest of Elwynn is a strategic key to securing the Borderlands. An outpost near the southeast edge of the forest will serve as your stronghold. The King has assigned one of his knights to aid you, so that your task of ridding the area of Blackhand’s dark minions may be more readily completed.

warcraft-orcs-and-humans-human-campaign-map-6-northshire-abbey Chapter 6: Northshire Abbey

The monks of Northshire Abbey are under siege by a band of Human warriors that have been convinced by enemy agents to fight against the crown. You will be given a complement of knights to lead to the Abbey, which is already under attack. Ride hard and fast, as you must prevent its destruction. When you have secured the Abbey and beaten back these treacherous curs, you must then move to destroy the enemy at their source.

warcraft-orcs-and-humans-human-campaign-map-7-sunnyglade Chapter 7: Sunnyglade

A raiding party has completely overrun the village of Sunnyglade. Our scouts report that the survivors have been taken to a hidden Orcish compound to serve as slaves.. You must take a detachment of warriors and rescue the group of peasants that are imprisoned somewhere in the Orc camp. Our intelligence confirms that all of the prisoners are together, and that you must destroy the enclosure to open a path for their escape. The rebuilding of Sunnyglade is also of the utmost importance, as you will need their assistance in destroying the Orcish slayers.

warcraft-orcs-and-humans-human-campaign-map-8-kill-medivh Chapter 8: Kill Medivh

A new crisis has arisen that threatens to end the lives of all who would serve the King. The evil warlock Medivh has begun draining the soul of the land itself to increase his dark powers. You must take a party into his tower and destroy him before he summons enough energies to devastate all who would oppose him. Beware his mastery of the black arts, for legend speaks of his ability to command the daemons of Hell.

warcraft-orcs-and-humans-human-campaign-map-9-black-morass Chapter 9: Swamps of Sorrow

The time has come to take the battle into Blackhand’s own domain. King Llane has ordered a full assault upon the Orcs, demanding that this plague that spreads across the kingdom be eradicated. To the east of the Borderlands lies the Black Morass where the Orcish hordes make their encampments,. You are to lead an army into this foul region and destroy every trace of their dark presence.

warcraft-orcs-and-humans-human-campaign-map-10-temple-of-the-damned Chapter 10: Temple of the Damned

Runners have arrived and informed you of grave news. King Llane lies dead this day, assassinated by the treacherous Garona, at Stormwind Keep. His last command was that you should assume the mantle of War Leader, and end this battle that has drained the land of its resources, and now its king. Scouts report that deep within the Black Morass lies one of Blackhand’s darkest seats of power—- the Temple of the Damned. No peasants dare approach the vile temple, and only the bravest of your soldiers have agreed to accompany you on this mission. You must strike boldly and without err, for there will be no reinforcements.

warcraft-orcs-and-humans-human-campaign-map-11-stonard-and-rockard Chapter 11: Rockard and Stonard

Here beats the diseased and malevolent heart of Blackhand’s plagued lands. The sister towns of Rockard and Stonard are all that stand between the forces of the kingdom and Blackhand’s stronghold—Black Rock Spire. After conferring with your warchiefs, the path to victory lays clear. You must destroy Rockard and Stonard, thereby cutting off all lines of the support and supplies, so that the final offensive can be made upon Black Rock Spire.

warcraft-orcs-and-humans-human-campaign-map-12-blackrock-spire Chapter 12: Black Rock Spire

Black Rock Spire stands before us! The skies above the reeking swamp fill with the gathering thunderheads that spell doom for the loser in their final confrontation. Tension hands like a heavy cloak on your shoulders as your troops prepare for the battle ahead. Above the din and chaos that swirls about the battlefield stands the Castle of Blackhand, its gaze sweeping down upon the battlefield where the destiny of the land will be decided. Destroy the stronghold and those who would seek to defend it, and Azeroth will be freed from Blackhand’s poisoned grip forever!

warcraft-orcs-and-humans-human-campaign-map-finale The fall of Black Rock Spire spelled final victory for the forces of Azeroth. With Blackhand slain and their stronghold destroyed, the few scattered Orcs that remained were quick to bow before your might. A celebration ensued that lasted for many days and nights, with music and joyous festivities resounding throughout the land. The people of the kingdom have come from miles around to gather at Stormwind Keep, and are delighted by a display of mystic sights and sounds provided by the Court Conjurers while being treated to a Feast of unequaled splendor. Amidst this celebration, your ascension to the throne is acknowledged by your new subjects, and you are given the honorarium Defender of the Crown. As the evening’s celebration continues into the early hours of the morning you retire to the sanctity of your throne room.
warcraft-orcs-and-humans-human-campaign-map-end The duty of ruling Azeroth is an awesome responsibility, and should prove to be your greatest challenge yet. Learning the intricacies of court politics alone will be like sailing in uncarted waters. King Llane was renowned for ruling with a fair and just hand, and you resolve to be as proficient as he was. There is also the matter of discovering the exact location where the Orcish hordes entered into this world, and divining a way to end the threat of another invasion forever—but that is a story for another time.

Warcraft Orcs and Humans – Orc Campaigns

Human Campaigns  |  Orc Campaigns

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warcraft-orcs-and-humans-orc-campaign-map-1 Chapter 1: Swamps of Sorrow

Blackhand has assigned you to an outpost in the Swamps of Sorrow. Your task is simple enough that even the Warchief feels that you are capable of it. Construct at least 6 farms, so that we may keep our troops well fed and ready to do battle. Only a fool would leave his treasures unguarded, so you must also build a barracks for the defense of these farms.

warcraft-orcs-and-humans-orc-campaign-map-2-borderland-swamp-of-sorrows Chapter 2: Borderlands of the Swamps of Sorrow

Like the stinging of a wasp, the attacks from the humans grow more and more bothersome. You have been assigned to a small outpost on the Borderlands of the Swamps of Sorrow. You are to defend our lands from the incursions of these ravenous dogs by crushing any opposition that you encounter.

warcraft-orcs-and-humans-orc-campaign-map-3-grand-hamlet Chapter 3: Grand Hamlet

The Humans are growing strong in Grand Hamlet. An outpost will be placed under your dictatorship, to use as you see fit. You must then prepare and lead a force to destroy Grand Hamlet and all that dwell there. Blackhand will brook no survivors, these Humans must be taught a hard lesson in the ways of humility.

warcraft-orcs-and-humans-orc-campaign-map-4-deadmines Chapter 4: Dead Mines

You are wakened from your nights sleep by a runner from the Warchief. Blackhand’s daughter Griselda has run off with the outlaw Turok’s band of Ogres. Our Wolfriders have tracked them to the dungeons hidden beneath the Dead Mines. Find Turok’s band of rebellious pigs and kill them all — including Griselda. She must not disobey the commands of her father ever again.

warcraft-orcs-and-humans-orc-campaign-map-5-redridge-mountains Chapter 5: Redridge Mountains

On your return from the dungeon, you receive word from advance scouts that the recently established outpost near the Red Ridge Mountains is under siege. A group of Raiders have been dispatched to assist you in in taking back the outpost and crushing the Human opposition. Your secondary objective is to seek out and completely destroy their encampment. Putting an end to this threat for good.

warcraft-orcs-and-humans-orc-campaign-map-6-sunnyglade Chapter 6: Sunnyglade Tower

The Humans of Sunnyglade have become fat and lazy with their prosperity. The town is like a ripe plum waiting to be plucked. You will march upon their weak Human armies and smash them to pieces. Somewhere in the town is a tower that you must. keep intact so that we may study how their magiks are created. Fail me, and I will have your head on a pike at the gates of Black Rock Spire.

warcraft-orcs-and-humans-orc-campaign-map-7-blackrock-spire Chapter 7: Black Rock Spire

The time has come for you to seize control of the Orchish hordes for yourself. Blackhand has become foolish in the deployment of his personal troops, and has left an opening that you can now exploit. A key outpost in the Black Morass is the core of Blackhand’s supplies lines, not only to his foremost battle groups, but to his caste at Black Rock Spire, as well. The Complete destruction of this outpost will disrupt his power base long enough for you to secure his overthrow.

warcraft-orcs-and-humans-orc-campaign-map-8-northshire-abbey Chapter 8: Northshire Abbey

The destruction of Blackhand’s outpost has left him in a weak position. The Shadow Council, sensing your rise in power, orders the assassination of Blackhand and elevates you to the position of Warchief. A Wolfrider brings you news that our best spy, the half-orc Garona, has been discovered by the Humans of Northshire Abbey and imprisoned there. She has valuable information concerning new and powerful magiks that would aid you in the destruction of your counterpart, King Llane. Trusting no one to complete this vital mission in time, you must find her, and then completely destroy the Abbey to protect her secrets.

warcraft-orcs-and-humans-orc-campaign-map-9-southern-elwynn-forest Chapter 9: Southern Elwynn Forest

With your new found magiks, the time is ripe to burn the Human occupation from our lands. There are two Human outposts to the south that pose the greatest threat to our security. Reports from scouts near these towns show that the key to your success in this confrontation is to hold back the Human forces at their bridges while we strengthen your attack force. The glories of combat will be yours as you personally lead the armies that will reclaim your homelands.

warcraft-orcs-and-humans-orc-campaign-map-10-darkshire Chapter 10: Darkshire

You have tasted victory, and the craving for more is upon you. It is clear that one decisive blow to the Humans will make the total and complete domination of this race a simple matter. Your spies have gathered intelligence that points to an encampment near the center of the Human lands where their knights and soldiers are sent to train. Although they will not be expecting an attack, they should prove a good fight. The destruction of this site would greatly weaken their forces, and etch your position as Warchief in stone. None shall survive!

warcraft-orcs-and-humans-orc-campaign-map-11-goldshire-and-moonbrook Chapter 11: Goldshire and Moonbrook

The final march to King Llane’s home, Stormwind Keep, is at hand. Only two pathetic settlements stand in the way of the awesome, juggernaut; your cruel leadership, has created. The humans have proved to be amusing opposition., but the hour of doom has come for them. The complete and utter demolition of the twin cities Goldshire and Moonbrook will sever the lifeline between the King and his people, making him a figurehead waiting to be lopped off.

warcraft-orcs-and-humans-orc-campaign-map-12-stormwind-keep Chapter 12: Stormwind Keep

Stormwind Keep is our to take! The Orcish hordes gather like buzzards to carrion, as the moment of destiny is close at hand. A low growl fills the air as your wolfriders whip their savage mounts into a frenzy. The earth shakes as catapults are loaded and moved into position. The fires of the burning rubble about you dance in your eyes as you gaze upon the pristine, white towers of Castle Stormwind. White that will soon be washed with the red of King Llane’s blood. With his fall, all of Azeroth will be yours!

warcraft-orcs-and-humans-orc-campaign-map-finale Finale

With the decimation of the human forces, the sacking of their castle was a simple matter. They offered little resistance once you ran their weak leader through with your war blade and toppled his body into the moat. The taking of Stormwind has kept your warriors in good spirits, and the offerings of gold and jewels that they bring to you are amble tribute to your leadership. Wine flows like blood, and the smell of freshly cooked meat fills you with satisfaction as you begin your victory feast. The countryside is ablaze with bonfires as groups of battle hardened Orcs celebrate the domination of this land with songs of war and victory. You have finally assumed your rightful place as ruler of this realm, as Warchief of the Orcish Clans

What new conquests will await you in this place? The Shadow Council has begun to bring you information concerning the lands across the great sea that are as yet untouched by Orchish rule. The Warlocks also seek the permission to resume their experiments with the portal, their intent being the subjugation of other worlds. With the power you now possess your choices are limitless, but these are choices for another time …

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Sir Lothar: Stormwind History

Chronicles of the War in Azeroth

A treatise of the events leading to the war between Mankind and the Orcish hordes as related by Sir Lothar, Knight of the Realm

Note: This is straight from the Warcraft: Orcs and Humans Game Manual

I am Sir Lothar, Armsman to the Brotherhood of the Horse, and a warrior in the King’s service. I feel it necessary to inform you of the events that have led us to this time of conflict. The tale of our battle with the Orcs begins some forty years in the past. I tell you of these things so that you might glean some understanding of our plight, and gain insight into our enemy. As a student of history and battle, I have found that only through understanding the past can we make well thought decisions for the future.

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All has been peaceful for many generations, and the reign of King Wrynn III is a prosperous one. The constant bickering and infighting that marred the rules of former Kings has no place in the court of Wrynn. The child sorcerer Medivh is born of a coupling between the Court Conjurer and a mysterious traveler. After the child is born, the woman disappears, and the baby is taken into the court as a ward of the kingdom.

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The child Prince Llane is born to King Wrynn and Lady Varia. This is their first and only offspring, but the birth of a son marks the continuation of their line. It is a grand day in the kingdom that is celebrated by great feasts and tournaments. King Wrynn proclaims the day to be a time for festival for the duration of his rule, and to mark the occasion gives each citizen of Azeroth one gold sovereign.

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The marking of the Age of Ascension from childhood to adulthood is one of great anticipation for both parent and youth. Medivh attains that time and is expected to be given the title as Apprentice Conjurer to the Court. On the eve of this occasion, the boy’s sleep is troubled by dark dreams of figures giving chase through deep chasms. Waking in a cold sweat, Medivh makes his way to the bedchamber of his father. As the conjurer reaches out to touch his fevered brow, a burning fire ignites in the child’s eyes. This backlash of power must have reached as far as Northshire Abbey, for within the hour over one hundred clerics arrived at the castle.

Only by combining their abilities with the powers of the conjurer were one hundred enough to contain Medivh. As magiks unimagined poured forth from him, the boy screamed in unholy pain at the energies that were channeling through him. Hours passed, perhaps even days, for time seemed to stand still as the onslaught grew in fury.

Then, as simply as one snuffs a candle, both father and son crumpled into a heap. The Conjurer laid dead, drained of all life, and only the faintest breath escaping his lips. After long discussion, the King and the Abbot of Northshire agree that Medivh should be taken to the Abbey for the safety of both child and kingdom.

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Llane reaches his Age of Ascension, and the full station of Prince of Azeroth is bestowed upon him. At this ceremony, tens of thousands of devoted subjects come to offer their wishes of support and long life. During the evening feast with the family, and those close to the crown, a cold wind began to chill the air. A gentle breeze at first, it grew in intensity, until the doors to the great hall were blown off their hinges. As the guests leaned into the wind, a figure entered, riding the winds like some great bird of prey.

The torches set about the great hall ignited with the blue flame and the visage of Medivh was revealed. As he set down in front of the King’s table, the guard sprang to their feet. A mere pass of his hand kept them motionless – frozen in their places. The sorcerer, now a man, explained that his years of sleep had ended. The years of constant tending from the clerics of Northshire Abbey enabled him to gain control over his powers. When his spirit and body became attuned, he awakened himself, and set out to Stormwind Keep at once. Medivh explained that he had come to repay the court for the kindness it had shown to him while he was in their keeping, and to acknowledge the occasion of the Ascension ceremony for Prince Llane.

From within his flowing cloak he produced an hourglass, crafted of deepest obsidian, with sands as white as undriven snow. The young Prince looked closely, but although the sand seemed to constantly sift from top to bottom, the lower half never filled, and the top never emptied. Medivh claimed that these sands represented the people of the kingdom, and so long as the glass never emptied, the reign of King Wrynn would not fail.

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Six years passed, and the land slowly grew sick. Crops began failing in the richest soils of the kingdom. Children were stricken ill and never fully recovered. even the moods of the subjects of Azeroth seem dark. The weather would become unseasonably cold during harvest, and the summer sun scorched the earth and made working out of the shade almost unbearable. Neither cleric nor conjurer could fathom what could be the cause of this change in the lands. More and more people became disheartened, and what once would have been looked over, now caused bitter argument.

During a bleak morning, Prince Llane rushed to his father’s side, carrying the hourglass. During the night, the sands had run down from the top, and it was near emptied. King Wrynn took the glass into his hands, and a chill ran through the very core of his being. As the last sands trickled to the bottom of the glass, a great crashing sound was heard at the gates of Stormwind Keep. Suddenly, the grounds were filled with hideous creatures. gross deformities, a cruel reflection of humanity, they swarmed over the King’s guard and tore them to shred. King Wrynn sent Llane and Queen Varia with an escort of knights to Northshire Abbey, promising to call for them when the foul beasts had been destroyed. That day has not yet come.

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At the age of twenty years, Llane is pronounced King of Azeroth. His task is clear – to rid the lands of these creatures. The few that have survived battle refer to themseves as Orcs. When questioned, they will tell little else, and prefer death to releasing information. They are cruel, sadistic and vile – making no distinctions between soldier or child, warrior or woman. They will slay anyone who they encounter without a second thought. The only humans who do not fall to the Orcish blade are those who are taken to the swamps that have festered in the east, where the Orcs have made their encampments. What they do with these people is unknown, though the worst is feared for none have ever returned.

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Nearly ten years of skirmishes and raids along the Borderlands have kept the people of Azeroth wary, but the Orcish hordes had been beaten back into their swamps. King Llane has found that the Orcs, though incredibly strong and vicious, were seldom well trained in combat, and always disorganized. This has been the key to holding them at bay, and is the weakness he hopes to exploit in the future. The mystery that no Cleric or Conjurer had found the answer to, though, is the origin of the creatures.

In the tenth year of his reign, King Llane is visited by the mysterious traveler (Aegwynn)*. She has come to the King with a warning that she hopes will aid him in his fight against the nemesis to his land. the coupling between the King’s Conjurer and herself was intended to created a child that she could pass her knowledge and power onto before leaving this place. she did not count upon other forces in this world, and others, that would seek to dominate the child. He was now become a beacon to mystic power.

She sought him out only a fortnight before, and found that the powers that course through his veins have twisted him, making him insane. Realizing the threat he now posed, she was forced to attempt to destroy him. He all but slew her.

The battle left both combatants drained, but Medivh held enough power to banish her from his sight, and command her never to return. His magiks were strong enough that even she cannot break this bond, and so can offer no aid in his downfall. The traveler also informs King Llane that it was Medivh who was responsible for the coming of the Orcs to Azeroth. During the battle with his father, he inadvertently opened a gateway to the domain that they, and many other foul creatures, call home. The Orcs are disciples of chaos, however, and not even Medivh has the power to control them.

Although the battle has Medivh in a greatly weakened state, the traveler warns that there will be a time when Azeroth will be forced to deal with him. Her parting words to the King were of her hope that the sorcerer would not become so strong, by that time, that the whole of this world would suffer.

Stirrings of war now come from the swamps. The attacks upon our settlements, once scattered and poorly executed, have become more organized. The King has found it necessary to send footmen and archers to protect settlements along the Borderlands. Rumors of the rising of a great Orcish Warchief have been heard about the land. He is heard to be a harsh leader who has gathered the feuding Orcs under one banner. King Llane’s scouts and spies have found him to be as cunning as he is bloodthirsty. This foul creature’s name is Blackhand, and his control of the Orcish hordes could spell doom for Azeroth. The King has ordered me to seek out new recruits to train in the druiments of combat for the time has come to call upon the people of Azeroth and prepare the kingdom for war.

Note: Be warned that there could seem to be some mistakes in the original lore. Blizzard Entertainment makes changes to the lore to accommodate new content and lore in future games like Warcraft II, Warcraft III and World of Warcraft.

To read the storyline of Warcraft: Orcs and Humans with Medivh as main character, we recommend reading the great novel pocketbook Warcraft Archive which reprinted Warcraft: The Last Guardian —written by Jeff Grubb, writer known by many fans of Forgotten Realms, Dragonlance and Magic the Gathering Ice Age, Starcraft: Liberty’s Crusade, among other books.

Aegwynn* – Former Guardian of Tirisfal, Mother of Medivh, who defeated Sargeras in Northrend 800 centuries ago. The Court Conjurer, father of Medivh, was named Nielas Aran.

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