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I remember the Temple as it used to be: a place of worship.
I prayed within its chambers and meditated among its gardens. I was happy then; at peace.
I remember, too, the day the orcs came.
That day marked by cries of war and torrents of blood where terrified women and children huddled in darkened corners.
I led many to safety, but many more paid the ultimate price.
That day my beloved sanctuary became the Black Temple.
There the orc warlocks practiced their twisted magic that corrupted the land and nearly destroyed us all.
Even after the Horde's reckless sorcery tore the planet apart, my people were unable to find a lasting sanctuary.
I remember the armies of demons that swept down on us like a plague.
During these dark times, the one called Magtheridon made the Temple his home.
Then came Illidan...
The one they called the Betrayer; the enemy of my enemy.
We helped him seal the portals of Outland and cut off the Legion's reinforcements.

We fought with renewed strength, and together we reclaimed our sacred ground.
I think part of me knew even then, that the Black Temple had only traded one evil master for another.
I prefer to remember the Temple as it used to be; not the abomination it has become.
My soul bears the burden of my misjudgment, but I have been patient; I have been waiting.
And when the time is right, the Betrayer will become... the betrayed.