slight rewrite of my LK story... removing a certain mage >.> and adding Cy.

[Jadzi]

The group collectively blinked as the transporter placed them on a large platform, their breath visable in the air, Fordring stood before the Lich King, Unayika and Baasham pushed their way to the fore of the group acting as a shield in preparation for what was to come. The rest of the group slowly shifted back towards the outer edge of the platform, RB, the holy paladin, slipped slightly as the stone floor turned to ice "Ware the ice" she warned the others as she shook off the steadying hand of Cyrith the group's rogue.

The seasoned team watched readying themselves, as Fordring and Arthas continued to speak, Una and Baash looking between each other and assessing which should need to taunt the powerful foe in order to protect the others, Jadzi, CBT, and RB all readied their healing spells to keep the group safe, while Sasika, Cyrith, Phere, Muss, and Mattaeo readied their weapons and spells, each of them knew there was no falling back from this fight they would either win or die. The group tensed as Fordring yelled "Prepare yourself heroes!" their eyes widened as Arthas was able to entomb the powerful paladin in ice. As Arthas ran at them Baash threw a weapon at the running Lich King capturing his attention and allowing the others to move into a more defensible posture until they could learn of this great foe's abilities. Baash grunted as Arthas battered him with Frostmorne, more blows then not hitting the tauren's shield. Arthas laughed as he cast a spell, the party began to feel something leaching at their energy and life. "Shield us Jadzi!" yelled CBT, "RB and I will see to Baash."

The priestess nodded quickly placing shields of holy energy around each person of the group stopping the leaching, the infest spell that would of surly ended them all if not for the druid's quick call. Sasika and Cy slowly move toward the Lich King with weapons drawn, Sasika yelled "For the light!" and glowing wings sprouted from her back as she swung her axe at this most hated of foes, the man that lead the destruction of her home.

Phere hung back from the initial assault, hesitant for the first time the friends had seen her, those that took notice understood for facing one who used to rule you was a hard task, waiting by the healers and ranged fighters she was the first to see the Shambling Horror as it rose from the ground. "Una!" the death knight shouted in her duel tones as she taunted the large monster away from the vulnerable healers, RB and CBT doing their utmost to keep Baash from feeling the continuation of Arthas' attacks and Jadzi concentrating to keep the group under her protective bubbles of light. Turning from supporting Baash against the Lich King, Una ran towards Phere tossing a shield of light at the stumbling being dragging its attention away from Phere. RB quickly casts a sacred shield around Una buffering his own defenses before giving him her beacon of light so her heals on Baash would also tend to Una's hurts. Phere winces as a sickness courses though her body almost taking the poor death knight back into the grave, she watched with fascination for as Jadzi cleansed her the sickness moved onto the Shambling Horror dropping it quickly, "If you feel the curse run to the fiends before Jadzi cleanses you... it kills them quicker then our blades!" Phere screams out almost happily shaking her fear and running with her axe raised at Arthas.

The group continued to battle in this manner for a time the could not count, each doing their part with an almost practiced ease, Una throwing shields of light at each Horror to arise and those that needed cleansing moving quickly to pass the sickness to the undead that threaten. Suddenly Arthas yells running to the center of the platform striking it with Frostmorne before holding the sword aloft, waves of cold energy swept out form him hitting the group repeatedly, slowly they inched to the ice Cy's soft steps testing the strength of the ice. "Tis safe... relatively." the rogue says to the others as they all slipped onto the ice.

Relieved for the moment the group realized that the frost waves did not harm them where they stood taking the surprising break they all started to breath easier until Muss, their shaman stiffened "Something is not..." the tauren grunting as a spirit detached from his form, Una quick as ever saved the towering shaman with a hand of reckoning spell, Muss growled slightly as he placed his totems into the ice and started sending lightning bolts at the apparition propelling everyone into action as they feared this spirit was still apart of their beloved shaman.

As the spirit's health waned Mattaeo shifted his feet, "Oh gods... Everyone off the ice!" the fleet footed hunter grabbed Sasika's hand and pulled her toward the platform once more, only this saved the young mage from a sphere of ice that pushed her feet from under her and would of sent her flying over the edge to plunge down for the citadel's spire. Mattaeo watched with wide eyes as the remainder of his friends made their way off the fracturing ice, only letting go of Sasika's hand and the breath he was holding when the last armored foot made it back to the platform.

Baash quickly charged the Lich King to keep his attention away from his scrambling companions, Una close behind. They all settled into the stances they had before the remorseless winter pressed them onto the ice, a scream quickly shattered their small sense of security at knowing what was to come, a Val'kyr flew from above grabbing Jadzi by the shoulders and started flying towards the edge. The priestess fought the hold as best she could but that did little to slow the winged assassin, Sasika snarled and hurled herself at the Val'kyr as Phere slowed the being with chains of ice, Sasika's attack was so furious the winged being dropped Jadzi back to the platform just as it reached the edge. The paladin pulled the priestess quickly from the precipice standing defensively over Jadzi until the elf had recovered enough of her wits to return to the fight. Jadzi's eyes widen as she sees Baash stumble forward, forgetting her own fear she suppresses the warrior's pain until RB could heal as much of his hurts as she could.

A black sludge slowly starts to grow beneath Mattaeo's feet, wrinkling his nose the blood elf disengadges away from the pool, the quick thinking hunter sees that the defile stops growing not that it not longer spread. "Stay out of the black stuff!" he yells before continuing his deadly shots at Arthas.

The fight continued thus for sometime, the party growing weaker as time and hurts began to take their toll though slowly the group began to notice some change in Arthas, his sword strikes didn't not hit Baash as frequently as they did before, the Val'krys no longer swooped down from the sky. Though the defile continued to follow their steps the heroes felt heartened that they were not the only ones feeling the effects of time and injury. Arthas then pointed his blade at the druidess CBT and she was slowly pulled into frostmorne, with a few tears shed for the lost druidess, or so they thought, the companions fought on now dodging spirits that came to their master's call. There was a flash and CBT was back among them a short while later, shaking her head before rejuvenating her friends with both spells and her return. "I'll not speak of it," she says as she catches a look from Phere one of her closest friends.

With the return of CBT the group seemed to be making ground pushing Arthas back, when the Lich King yells and thrusts Frostmorne up into the air, the group falls as one in death as Arthas laughs over their futile attempt to destroy him. "You are all mine" he begins to raise them from the dead, no matter how hard their spirits fought him. What Arthas did not see was Fordring released from his icy prison since the valiant heroes weakened the Lich Kings hold over the powerful paladin. As Fordring strikes Frostmorne shatters and being the key to Arthas' power the great Lich King is stunned and unable to move as Fordring resurrects the fallen friends. Each look to the others in turn before turning faces full of hatred onto Arthas, destroying him with spells or weapons.

After watching Fordring crown the new Lich King the group sank to the floor regaining their strength before the long trek out of the citadel, Jadzi looked around the group a small smile on her lips that these dearest of friends have survived. "Its done then." She says standing, Una, RB and Sasika stand with her.

"Till the next conflict arises that threatens Azeroth once more." CBT says calmly.

Una grins, "And you'll know just where to find us when that happens, can't let a group this good not fight together again."

CBT nods "Where will you go till then?"

"Its time to rest, all of us need it." Jadzi smiled sliding an arm around RB, the four blood elves slowly depart, each supporting the other letting their weariness show in their steps.

"Perhaps we'll join you!" yelled Mattaeo.

"You'd all be most welcome!" Sasika called over her shoulder.

[Jadzi]

Kind of a big jump from where I left off, but I'm ready to start our new story for cata.