Allegiance: Horde, Tears of Draenor
Height/Weight: 6' 4", 265 lbs.
Hair/Eyes: Black Hair, Red-Brown Eyes
Who are you that stands before me? Is it courage or ill-fortune that has made you cross my crimson gaze? Perhaps you think me the savage that my people are famed to be. It may also be that you see my battered armor, my cracked shield, and think to find a weakness in my defense. Or, spirits willing, you come not with blood and steel in mind, but to pay respect to a shieldbearer who has earned his place.
I do not stand as tall or as broad as many of my kin, but do not mistake my size for relative weakness. I bear many scars -- from sword and axe, from whip and manacles, from tragedy and tribulation. But I also carry many trophies, be they the weapons I wield, the heads I have claimed, and the pride and honor that remains as stalwart as any shield.
Arrogant, you may say. Boastful, this orc, this greenskinned mud-dwelling barbarian. Those are words of those who do not understand, would not respect and honor a people who have risen anew after falling so far. Humility has its place, and restraint has its uses, but neither will ensure survival when faced with the unknown. Only those with the strength to survive, the honor to temper that strength, and the endurance to live by their code will see the coming dawn.
I shall not lie to you, stranger, and tell you that I am not a barbarian. There will be no excuses from me for the crimes of my people, only a demand that others take responsibility for the crimes of theirs. The wise and experienced know that there is no justice in this world except that which we make, and that peace comes only to the ones protected by those who live in eternal war.
That is who I am. I am orc. I am a savage. I am a warrior. And I stand as a symbol of the Horde, a proud society that has fought for its place in this sundered land.
The choice is before you. Will you stand in my way? Or will you stand at my side?
In these troubling times, it is harder than ever to maintain any semblance of coherent personal logs from one day to the next. Inundated as I am with the logistical and casualty reports of the rebellion effort, there's little time to relax, let alone genuflect on the events of our time.
I've considered the possibility that we are witnessing the last days of the Horde as we know it. And yet, the Horde as I've come to serve it is a broken shadow of what proud civilization…Continue
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Circumstances being what they are, that I am found on the battlefield against the foes of my people -- no matter their allegiance or race -- should not be a surprise to anyone. Despite what your corrupt and befouled kingdoms seem to believe, not all of my kind agree with the Warchief's actions or methods. That my clan has joined the resistance…
Though I missed you at the Covenant gathering this evening, there is a task that I would ask of you, if you are willing.
Most were content with the simple logistics and supply tasks that I offered out, but your talents are unique in a fashion that is of great use to us.
I won't pretend to understand the intricacies of the sorcery you command, but as any competent commander knows, the ability to quickly move to and from locations with minimal…
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I regret the news about the Slow Blade. It was my hope that others would be spared direct retribution from our little political groin-kick, but it appears that such is Hellscream's way.
As you so delicately point out, Hellscream is a coward, an opportunist, and afraid of every shadow for fear it shall sprout knives.…