Shadday

Chronicle

The Titans built the bones of Azeroth from things that existed before war had a name. Some of that material found its way into men. As a Protection Warrior, Shadday was certainty given form — present the way a mountain is present, not because it fights what comes against it but because it was there before the fight began and will be there after. Blows that shattered others ended at him. Raids that should have broken ran into him and lost their momentum. Whatever chaos sought, it did not find an edge. It found him — and him was enough. Fabular carried the fire forward. Shadday was the ground it never burned through.