Артас: Возвышение короля-лича

           Gavinradsteppedforth,holdinganenormous,heavy-lookinghammer,itssilverheadetchedwithrunesanditssturdyhaftwrappedinblueleather.HeplacedthehammerinfrontofArthas,thensteppedbacktostandwithhisbrethren.ItwasUthertheLightbringerhimself,Arthas’smentorintheorder,whonextcameforward.Inhishandshecarriedapairofceremonialshoulderplates.UtherwasthemostcontrolledmanArthashadeverknown,andyethiseyeswerebrightwithunshedtearsasheplacedthearmoronArthas’sbroadshoulders.Hespokeinavoicethatwasbothpowerfulandtremblingwithemotion.

           "BythestrengthoftheLight,mayyourenemiesbeundone."HishandlingeredamomentonArthas’sshoulder,thenhe,too,retreated.

           ArchbishopFaolsmiledattheprincekindly.Arthasmetthegazeevenly,nolongerworried.Herememberedeverythingnow.

           "Ariseandberecognized,"Faolbadehim.Arthasdidso.

           "Doyou,ArthasMenethil,vowtoupholdthehonorandcodesoftheOrderoftheSilverHand?"

           Arthasblinked,momentarilysurprisedatthelackofhistitle.Ofcourse,hereasoned,I’mbeinginductedasaman,notaprince."Ido."

           "DoyouvowtowalkinthegraceoftheLightandspreaditswisdomtoyourfellowman?"

           "Ido."

           "Doyouvowtovanquishevilwhereveritbefound,andprotecttheinnocentwithyourverylife?"

           "Id—bymybloodandhonor,Ido.