My son, The day you were born, The very forest of Lorderan whispered the name: Arthas. My child, I watched with pride, as you grew into a weapon of righteousness. Remember, our land has always been ruled with wisdom, and strength. And I know, you would show restraint, when you exercising your great power. But the truest victory my son, Is stiring the hearts of your people. I told you this, For when my days have come to the end. You, shall be king!