The Burning Legion, in Southwind?

My first surprise was when the Dark Portal opened, right on cue. But it was to be only the beginning of my shocks.

I couldn't believe my eyes. Could this be true? Is this really happening? This unnatural cruel anti-life anti-love demon Lord appeared just outside the gates of Stormwind!
I felt him before I heard him. It was like a vacuum sucking at my heart. An emptyness that was infinite in it's TAKING. It would never be satisfied.
Then i heard him. I was afraid. Not of him, OK just a little he was powerful. No, I was afraid of what this meant for the grand town of Stormwind, full of innocents. I was afraid of what this meant ... the sudden appearance of this ... this THING here and now.
I have to step up my training! He was far too powerful for me. For all of us.

What scared me the most is the sense of deja vu I got here. The sense that I was meant to be here and experience this just as i was. I consulted the book later, and it's all right there. Things are going to be very hard for awhile now.
And just when we think they can't get much worse, they will. I sense the Lich King stirring, and his Wrath will be legendary. We have to stop him too.

It's so hard to concentrate on the positive. I have to keep going, read the pages as they reveal themselves to me. Blank pages shimmer and write upon themselves as need be. Only the ones who are to read can. There are different words for different eyes.
I mustn't say anymore!
I must go, train some more. It never ends, really. Sometimes I despise fate and what it wants of me, of all of us!