aggragor history
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Aggragor
Appearance
One word truly describes Aggragore’s appearance more than any other,
frigid. In fact, the very temperature in his immediate vicinity is several degrees
colder than the environment. From the cold azure and silvered steel of his plate
armor to the white and blue hues of his skin, even the icy sapphire haze emanating
from his eyes, It can truly be said that the cold essence of northrend travels within
aggragore’s veins. is movements may at !rst seem glacial and sluggish but the
studied observer notes that his seemingly staccato and dis"ointed gait is
reminiscent of a clockwork machine built purely for violence. #hose who assume his
plodding motion to be the e$tent of his ability are %uickly surprised at the speed his
calculated strikes gain under the e&ects of his hyperborean rage.
'ackground
Aggragore was once a passionate member of the world of the living. 'orn to
the bleeding hollow clan only () years before the !rst dark portals opened, he
missed his opportunity at the !rst war for azeroth. A young orc !lled with the
demonic rage of his people he lusted to prove himself in battle, gaining that
opportunity a mere * years after the !rst war. owever, the second war between
orcs and humans proved to be a humbling e$perience for Aggragore. #he orc horde
was fractured and dis"ointed and his e$uberant rage and skill with his twin a$es was
not enough to stem the tide during the siege of 'lackrock spire. e lost much of his
clan and both parents that day.
+hortly after what remained of his tribe was captured and put into captivity
where he languished for many years. 'y the time he was released from his
internment camp by thrall he was embittered towards the alliance with such venom
he re"ected thralls o&er of passage to kalimdor. e and what remained of his tribe
instead went around the countryside surrounding ordaeron slaughtering any
humans they could and repaying old hatreds with blood. Alas, this period of
righteous vengeance would not last as the scourge swept through the human
kingdom of ordaeron as well. Aggragore’s tribe -ed the sweeping advance of
undeath wherever they could, only stopping to put the occasional human farm or
town to the sword but eventually they were cornered by the forces of Amnennar the
oldbringer within what is now known as the western plaguelands. Aggragore
fought with a !re in his veins not felt since the second war for Azeroth and his twina$es cut down an uncountable number of undead soldiers that day, but the lich
Amnennar proved to be more than his e%ual. Aggragore was slaughtered where he
stood by a massive blast of ice magic as if he was a mere child and his very body
was changed by the spell. is -esh became rigid and less pliable and his vibrant
green -esh was turned a sickly white and blue color. e lay there for several years,
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the residual ice magic left in his corpse preventing even decay from laying claim to
his body.
/nfortunately for Aggragore death was "ust the beginning of his torment. For
when the ich 0ing once again set his eyes upon Azeroth Aggragore was raised from
where he lay in the plaguelands as a death knight of the scourge. In life Aggragorewas a rancorous and prideful orc but in undeath his 1age became cold and
determined. is a$es were replaced by twin rune blades2 ife 3nder, and Frost
'ringer and Aggragore once again waged a war of vengeance upon the alliance.
#housands of elves, humans, and dwarves were slaughtered by Aggragore and the
uncountable horde of undead as they ravaged their way through the 3astern
0ingdoms, carving a bloody swathe to +tormwind. Aggragore himself fought in the
siege of +tormwind only being repulsed by members of the argent dawn as the
siege came to a close. Aggragore, rewarded for his loyalty and prowess with a
mighty undead frost wyrm, 1imetalon set a course for the ights hope hapel. e
and 1imetalon cut down many scarlet crusaders with runeblade, frost breath, and
ice magic alike. owever, the events that unfolded at ight’s ope hapel that day
freed Aggragore from his servitude from the ich 0ing.
Aggragore immediately swore to wield his runic swords for the 3bon 'lade
and against the ich 0ing. e fought hard against the undead at Angrathar the
4rath 5ate, 6ord’1ethar the 7eath 5ate, and even the frozen !elds outside
Icecrown itadel itself. After the culmination of the 4ar against the ich 0ing
Aggragore found little purpose left for him. e wandered around 8orthrend
perfecting his swordsmanship and use of Ice magic, occasionally encountering and
destroying a vrykul champion, scourge loyal deathknight, or some other fel horror
inhabiting 8orthrend. e lost and found himself in the endless glacial tundra of
8orthrend, adopting the title given to him by its fearful inhabitants, #he hampion
of the Frozen 4astes.
Aggragore spent many years in 8orthrend before the need to reconnect with
his orcish people brought him to Orgrimmar. #he face of Azeroth had changed
during the cataclysm and the shamanistic ways of his people were a far cry from the
fel orc horde he had entered this world with. Aggragore found himself a relic of the
past with no ties to his people or homeland anymore. #he world of the living could
not o&er him succor.
Aggragore travelled with the horde to pandaria mostly out of respect for the
warmongering ways of 5arrosh ellscream. 5arrosh’s anti9alliance mentality and
might makes right philosophy was the closest Aggragore felt to his home in many
years and he willingly wielded his blades against the alliance in :andaria. owever,
the nature of :andaria changed the interactions between the horde and alliance and
Aggragore’s brief return to the glory days of the old orc horde were short lived.
Aggragore watched in disgust as 5arrosh was hauled o& in chains and has roamed
:andaria in a state of melancholy ever since. Aggragore wanders from con-ict to
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con-ict in :andaria in-icting his wintry malice upon any who he !nds worth his time,
hoping for another strong orc leader to reignite the war lust of the horde so he may
yet again go home...