Arathi Basin

It was a normal day in the Arathi Basin. To fuel a war, we need resources; to win a war, we need to eliminate the enemy. Luckily for us, this battleground boasts both concepts. While the others are destroying each other, wave after wave, we must take the land that will aid them. This, of course, is also done by killing enemies, squad after squad. A team is not pulled into the basin out of nowhere, after you request your shift, you must wait for it. But this is no standard job with designated shifts. As a volunteer, you enter when you are called, and leave when you are finished. The game begins when the civilians come under attack. At that point, the battle begins. In about sixty seconds after an assault, the enemy can not only destroy all of our civilians, but replace them with their own. You must be able to gain around two thousand resources before the enemy has no chance to win. At that point, the match is over, and you must wait once more for the time to come. Now that the challenge was presented, I accepted the task. Our story takes place in basic training, when one is required to assault each and every point at least once, for you are not a true fighter if you do not. When the drums of war sounded, and the gates to the Defiler's Den opened, the game begins.

It was a bumpy start before the Defilers actually became friendly with me, but it was worth it in the end. The match started like any other: teams rushing, spells casting, blades clashing, land controlling. In the end, the only thing that matters is victory. I started out not knowing when what to do. This place was foreign to me; I was just following the others around.