It has been a while since we saw street preachers stand on the crates placed along the streets of Stormwind to spread their gospel. Not since the great upheaval, what some call the Shattering or the Great Cataclysm have we seen street preachers, but it appears it is once more time for just that.
As I walked through Stormwind last night I came across one such person. Standing on a crate in Old Town preaching to a small crowd. Well, there was four of us. Not sure the other three were really paying attention, they seemed to just hang around in case something exciting happened.
Anyway, this guy, clad in exotic silken cloth - so fancy I question his judgement being in Old Town - had taken to a crate to enlighten us all about the coming of... the dragons. Yes, you heard it here, the guy was preaching about dragons.
But before you roll your eyes and put down the paper entirely then read a little further. Feast your eyes on some of the stuff this guy was preaching. If his divination skills turn out to be more than made up nonsense, created in a drunken stupor a Sunday morning after a late night sharing a ill-gotten crate of questionable wine, then we are in for a rough, but glorious time.
"As countless as the stars, the old ones span the universe!" the preacher started. Ominous and close to some of what we have heard in the past, he went on:
"The old ones sleep on this planet. They do not die; they do not live. They are outside the cycle.", right so at this point it was clear he was talking about Old Gods, according to historians then we need no longer fear the ones who used to influence Azeroth, but we heard that tale before, and it has been said there are other old gods out there. But this was just the beginning of his foretelling.
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"As they once more envelop our planet, as they once more seek out to devour everything from our minds to our souls and hearts, when the hour is darkest and our needs the greatest. They will come."
Unfortunately, a group of drunk guards - hopefully not on duty - walked past and interrupted the guy by kicking the box he was standing on. The guy had to dust off his silken robes and climb back on the box after the drunkards had passed before I could get the continuation to his tale.
"On the brink of the abyss, as we are about to get not just killed, but devoured, annulled, voided, then they will come. The Dragon flights. They will soar across the skies of Azeroth, their brilliant scales will reflect Light itself and they will sear the old ones from Azeroth."
He went on with more stories about the coming of the Old Gods - again - and how the dragons would show up later and take care of them. Quite the tale, but since old Gods (and let’s be honest, pretty much all dragons) have been wiped out at this point due to one reason or another, then I think we can assume none of this seems likely to happen. I know if I was a betting man, I would not take that bet.