- Gebundene Ausgabe: 352 Seiten
- Verlag: Gallery Books; Auflage: 1 (28. August 2012)
- Sprache: Englisch
- ISBN-10: 9781416550761
- ISBN-13: 978-1416550761
- ASIN: 1416550763
- Größe und/oder Gewicht: 15,2 x 2,8 x 22,9 cm
- Durchschnittliche Kundenbewertung: 10 Kundenrezensionen
- Amazon Bestseller-Rang: Nr. 239.544 in Fremdsprachige Bücher (Siehe Top 100 in Fremdsprachige Bücher)
World of Warcraft: Jaina Proudmoore: Tides of War (Englisch) Gebundene Ausgabe – 28. August 2012
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Über den Autor und weitere Mitwirkende
New York Times bestselling and award-winning author Christie Golden has written more than thirty-five novels and several short stories in the fields of science fiction, fantasy, and horror. Among her many projects are over a dozen Star Trek novels and several original fantasy novels. An avid player of World of Warcraft, she has written two manga short stories and several novels in that world (Lord of the Clans, Rise of the Horde, Arthas: Rise of the Lich King, and The Shattering: Prelude to Cataclysm, and Thrall: Twilight of the Aspects), with more in the works. She has also written the StarCraft Dark Templar Saga: Firstborn, Shadow Hunters, and Twilight, as well as the most recent hardcover, Devils’ Due. Golden is also the writer of three books in the major nine-book Star Wars series Fate of the Jedi (in collaboration with Aaron Allston and Troy Denning). Golden lives in Colorado. She welcomes visitors to her website: ChristieGolden.com.
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Jaina Proudmoore Tides of War
The hour was close to twilight, and the vaguely warm hues of the afternoon were fading to colder blues and purples. Air peppered with swirling, stinging blades of snow whirled high above Coldarra. Other beings would shiver and shield their eyes, fluff their fur or feathers, or wrap themselves more tightly in their cloaks. The great blue dragon whose wings beat a slow rhythm paid no heed to such things as snow or cold. He had taken to the air in search of the crisp bite of the frigid, snow-speckled wind, hoping, perhaps futilely, that it would cleanse his thoughts and soothe his spirit.
Kalecgos, though young as dragons reckoned age, had already borne witness to tremendous change among his people. The blue dragons had endured so very much, it seemed to him. They had twice lost their beloved Aspect, Malygos—once to insanity for millennia, and then finally to death. Ironically, and poignantly, the blues—the intellectuals and the guardians of arcane magic in the world of Azeroth—were the flight most drawn to order and calmness, and the least able to deal with such chaos.
Yet even in the midst of this upheaval, their hearts had stayed true. The spirit of the blue dragonflight had chosen not the hard-line path represented by Malygos’s deceased blood heir, Arygos, but the gentler, more joyful way offered to them by Kalecgos. And that choice had proved to be the right one. Arygos had in actuality been betraying the flight, not striving to be a devoted caretaker. He had promised to deliver his people to the evil—and quite insane—dragon Deathwing, once they had sworn to follow Arygos. Instead, the blues had joined with the reds, greens, and bronzes—and one unique orc—to help bring down that great monster.
But as Kalecgos flew across the darkening sky, the snow below turning lavender, he knew that with that victory, the flights, in a way, had also sacrificed themselves. The Aspects were no more, though the dragons who had once been Aspects lived on. The defeat of Deathwing had demanded all they could give, and at the end of that battle, though Alexstrasza, Nozdormu, Ysera, and Kalecgos still survived, their Aspect abilities were gone—poured into the final moment of the struggle. The Aspects had been made for this single act. With it accomplished, they had fulfilled their destinies.
There was a less direct effect as well. The flights had always had a surety about their roles, a firm understanding of their purpose. But now that the moment for which they had been created had come—and gone—what purpose was left to them? Many blues had already departed. Some had sought his blessing before leaving the Nexus—Kalecgos continued to be their leader, although the powers of an Aspect were no longer his. They had told him that they were restless and wished to see if there was some other place in the world where their skills and abilities would be appreciated. The rest had simply gone—present one day, vanished the next. Those who remained were either becoming increasingly agitated or surrendering to a bleak sense of malaise.
Kalecgos dove and wheeled, letting the cold air caress his scales, then opening his wings and catching an updraft, his thoughts once again brooding and unhappy.
For so long, even during Malygos’s insanity, the blues had had direction. The question of what to do now had been thought and sometimes whispered. Kalecgos could not help but wonder if he had somehow failed his flight. Had they really been better under the leadership of an insane Aspect? The immediate answer was of course not, and yet… and yet.
He closed his eyes, not against the needle-sharp snow, but in pain. Their hearts trusted me to lead them. I believe I did lead them well then, but… now? Where do blue dragons—any dragons—fit in a world where the Hour of Twilight has been prevented but only an endless night looms before us?
He felt utterly alone. He had always deemed himself perhaps the oddest choice possible to lead the blue dragonflight, as he had never really felt like a “typical” blue dragon. As he flew, despondent and increasingly concerned, he realized that there was at least one who understood him better than most. He leaned to the right, angling his great form slightly, and flapped his wings, heading back toward the Nexus.
He knew where he would find her.
• • •
Kirygosa, daughter of Malygos, clutch sister to Arygos, sat in her human form on one of the magical, luminous floating platforms that encircled the Nexus. She wore only a long, loose dress, and her blue-black hair was not braided. Her back was against one of the shining, silver-white trees that dotted a few of the platforms. Above her, blue dragons wheeled as they had for centuries, ceaselessly patrolling, although there seemed to be no threat here, not anymore. Kirygosa appeared to pay them no heed, her gaze soft and unfocused. She appeared lost in thought, though what occupied her mind, Kalecgos did not know.
She did turn to look at him as he drew closer, smiling a little as she realized he was not one of the guardians of the flight’s home. He landed on the platform and assumed his half-elven shape. Kiry’s smile widened and she held out a hand to him. He kissed it affectionately and plopped down beside her, extending his long legs and folding his arms behind his head in an effort at nonchalance.
“Kalec,” she said warmly. “Come to my pondering place?”
“Is that what this is?”
“For me, yes. The Nexus is my home, so I don’t like to go too far, but it can be challenging to be alone inside.” She turned to face him. “So I come here, and I ponder. Just as you seem to want to do.”
Kalec sighed, realizing that his effort at casualness was lost on this perceptive friend he often thought of as a sister. “I was flying,” he said.
“You cannot fly away from your duties, or your thoughts,” Kirygosa replied gently, reaching to squeeze his arm. “You are our leader, Kalec. And you have guided us well. Arygos would have destroyed the flight and the whole world with it.”
Kalec frowned, remembering the dire vision that Ysera, the former green Dragon Aspect, had shared with them all not so long ago. It was the Hour of Twilight—and showed an Azeroth in which all life was wiped out. From the grass and the insects to orcs, elves, humans, creatures of air and sea and land, to the mighty Aspects themselves, who had each been slain by his or her own unique powers. Deathwing had died then, too, along with the rest of Azeroth—impaled like a grotesque trophy on the spire of Wyrmrest Temple itself. Kalecgos shuddered, disturbed even now by the memory of Ysera’s lilting but broken voice relaying the vision.
“He would have done that,” Kalec said, agreeing with part of her statement but not all of it.
Her blue eyes searched his. “Dear Kalec,” she said, “you have always been… different.”
Humor flickered in him despite his dark mood, and he made a silly face, twisting his handsome half-elven features. Kirygosa laughed. “You see?”
“Different is not always a good thing,” he said.
“It is who you are, and it is because you were different that the flight chose you.”
The humor melted away and he regarded her somberly. “But, my dear Kirygosa,” he said sadly, “do you think the flight would...
Derzeit tritt ein Problem beim Filtern der Rezensionen auf. Bitte versuchen Sie es später noch einmal.
Kann jedem Fan der (World of) Warcraft Reihe nur empfehlen das Buch zu lesen. Es gibt einen schönen einblick in die Geschehnisse rund um Theramore. Wer Jaina kennt dürfte wissen, dass sie zu eine der wenigen Allianz Mitgliedern gehört, die sich auch mit der Horde anfreunden können. Dementsprechend überraschend ist es, dass Jaina eine Chance nutzen möchte um die gesamte Horde zu vernichten - den Grund für diesen plötzlichen Wandel Ihrer Sinne, sowie Ihres Aussehens, erfahrt ihr in diesem Buch.
Kurz um: absolute Kaufempfehlung! Und als nächstes kann ich nur "World of Warcraft: War Crimes" empfehlen!
Spoiler!!!! Hier nicht weiterlesen, wer die Events im Spiel nicht mitverfolgt hat.
Die Horde vernichten Theramore mittels einer Manabombe. Es bleibt nichts über. Jaina verliert darauf nahezu den Verstand und hat das Verlangen ganz Orgrimmar, ja sogar alle Orks ausnahmslos, auszulöschen. Nicht einmal Thrall kann sie beschwichtigen. Jainas Charakter-Achterbahnfahrt ist im Rahmen des Buches nur schwer nachzuvollziehen. Sie wird von der herzigen Diplomatin, die immer auf Frieden pocht, zur rachsüchtigen Massenmörderin, die nur durch Zufall ihr Ziel nicht erreicht und dann wieder zu einer vernünftigen Frau zu werden. Das ist sehr unglaubwürdig und danach soll sie auch noch Anführerin der Dalaran-Magier werden...es passt nicht so ganz, Die Entwicklung von Garrosh ist hingegen besser gelungen. Bei Jaina hätte man einige Kapitel mehr anhängen können, man hätte sie härtere Konsequenzen spüren lassen können (immerhin hätten ihre Handlungen fast ebenfalls eine ganze STadt voller Frauen und Kinder sowie die Flotte ihres eigenen Königs zerstört). Em Ende geht natürlich alles gut...das scheint leider ein Trend von WoW zu sein. Immerhin wird bei einem MMORPG der Bösewicht am Ende vernichtet oder zumindest besiegt. Die kreative Freiheit eines Warcraft 3 fehlt hier (man erinnere sich an Arthas). Das wirkt sich dann unweigerlich auf die Bücher aus, immerhin müssen Allianz und Horde relativ gleichmäßig im Spiel vertreten bleiben.
Eindrucksvoll wird so der stetig anwachsende Konflikt zwischen Horde und Allianz beschrieben, und das keine der Seiten "recht" oder "unrecht" hat, sondern das von beiden Seiten eine Spirale gegangen wird, die nur in unsagbaren Leid enden kann.
Ansonsten ist der Roman gewohnt routiniert und spannend von Christie Golden geschrieben. Sehr erfreulich aus Spielersicht ist, daß Frau Golden auch mit Details aus der Spielwelt aufwarten kann, was nicht jede Spiel-Roman-Umsetzung von sich behaupten kann.
Alles in allem erhält das Buch 4 von 5 Sternen.
ich habe mir dieses Buch für meinen Kindle gekauft und lese gerade darin. Wer sich für die Geschichten im Warcraft-Universum interessiert und vielleicht auch die Vorgänger gelesen hat, der wird hier viel Spaß mit haben.
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Ich bin eigentlich ein großer Fan der Figur Jaina, deswegen habe ich mich auch sehr auf das Buch gefreut.Lesen Sie weiter