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Uriel'thos Frostveil

Crossing his arms and leaning backwards, the rickety wooden chair creaking under the death knights shifted weight, his expression turned solemn and distant. Memories flickered past his eyelids as he held them closed for an extended moment. They were painful in that he longed for that time once again. To be young once more. Alive. Even through his siblings bickering he missed them both fiercely. His parents too. At least they

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