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... ans he laid, no matter how much gold he threw at the kingdom's infrastructure, there was one thing that haunted his thoughts like a shadow at noon: Medivh.
The man was a walking paradox. On his good days, when his mind wasn't being puppeteered by an infernal demon lord, Medivh was the shining paragon of virtue. A brilliant mage, a just Guardian, a protector of mankind who made you feel like your petty mortal problems actually mattered in the grand tapestry of Azeroth. He radiated wisdom, ...
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