This is a World of Warcraft story...

Gandleven, an undead warlock was on the move. He was mounted on a Purple Armored Windstrider heading towards Stormwind City. Gandleven planned on killing King Varian Wrynn. It was very risky, but Gandleven was angered at King Varian, and the human race. Gandleven had his friends behind him. The orcs, the trolls, the blood elves and the taurens. And most recently, the mischevious tinkering goblins.

All of them were either mounted on a flying beast, or a land beast. Most of the trolls decided to ride their raptors, and the orcs their wolves. This would be the day Gandleven would never forget. They were at the edge of Elwynn Forest. All had landed to speak of the battle plan. Gandleven's plan was simple: Kill all. "Slay all the humans in Stormwind City, none in the villages and towns unless they attack. When we get to the Throne Room, take Audin Wrynn and trap him in a cage. The ones who I assigned this, take him to Orgrimmar!" Gandleven said. Ten orcs grunted. Then, they all shouted and grunted and bellowed, for they were ready. Gandleven grinned, pulled up his hood and grripped his staff tightly. "If we die, we die with honor!" And with that, they were off.

It was a brutal raid, really. Every guard spotted was killed, and every merchant and citizen murdered. They had done all they had come for, except for kill Varian. Some of the Horde were indeed killed, a max of 150 dead. Not bad, since they came with nearly all of the Horde. They marched into the long throne room. Varian sat upon his throne watching the guards get killed. Audin Wrynn, Varian's eight year old son, was scared. "Son do not worry. Your father will slay them all" he spoke, pulling his sword and shield leaving his mace at his side. Varian jumped off the throne and walked seven feet then stopped. The Horde walked eight feet and stopped, Gandleven first...