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The wolfs ran around, smelling for others, so far the journey had been quite good and promesing. No night elf or other alliance had been seen but you can't be sure in the woods. After all, even if the wolfs are good tracker, the Night elf and the druidic powers are better in the woods.

One wolf runs up to Regorn, signaling something is infront of him
"Good wolf, let's walk around, far around, we don't want to be spoted."
It appers detour was in order, and more dangerus whould the return trip be. Then he whould not have the nouses of the Wolfs to help him. But hac, who whould not be a fool to aid someone who needs thier help? Regorn was the other type of fool, doing things he know is stupid, yet he does them becouse he can.

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OOC:
Really soonâ,,¢ for my return have about 3 (or less) things to finish now

Regorn step in what he remmberd to be ashenvale, but it was it no longer

"..I remmberd it was trees here before, quite a lot of them, it feels like i missed some big political change... meh, it can't be that bad"

Regorn keept walking, he watched over the land, much of the woods gone now. He was meet by a small pack of wolfes coming and runing around him. Regorn looked at the alpha wolf in his eyes
"So, you lost your home and your life is getting harder for your pack? Follow me to the mountain? hmm... no, to far... Right, want me to follow you closer in thise lands?"
The wolf howled and waited for Regorn to start walking, clearly Regorn was not to see the mountains yet, and he was mad enougth to guide a small pack of wolfs in to enemy teritory.

If anyone was an idiot, Regorn was it

Then he started walking with the wolf following him, he feed them the little meat he had left

Regorn is walking over the land, soon he will leave Stonetalon peak behind him. Regorn have decided to travel to Mount Hyjal. He want to see how much it had change sence the third war.

Ahhh.. the third war, a brigth momment in Azeroth history clouded in darkness and flame. After that, he will finaly return, return back to the tribe.
Wandering will take a while however.

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OOC:
I will return to WoW in about a month or so, "Voice on the Winds" will end soonâ,,¢

dude, if a guy having only a moose head covering his... "family jewels" while holding some burning stuff is art, then that is art as well

....yes, it was horrifing to see that O_O

Now Regorn sat watching up to the night once again
this time he was trying to deciede something
whould he bury the onces he had killed here?
whould he bury the onces he thougth he whould save?

Behind him lies 3 Centaours dead, killed by mighty thunder and sword, next to him lies a dead orc, cultis
Same thing happens as last time... When the spirit give him a vison, they don't lead to what he thougth they whould lead him

That or the spirits use Regorn to kill cultis, whatever way Regorn does it

He kills cultis, no mater what race or age they are
He rather kill a child then to see it grow up if he whould be a cultis
He whould try to feel pitty for the orc, but he can't, he tries and tries all day and now, half the night

He can't feel pitty for him
He never could

Regorn looked up in the night, sitting next to the half dead Kodo, it was walking very slowly, pushing itself a bit more every few seconds untill it finaly collapsed.
It was not a sad thing to see, it simply was ment to be. Regorn sat there, waiting for sometime before getting up, he notice he himself started to feel his age. But yet even if he was old, he had no escuse to die yet. He had pleaded his life to the Spirits and they were to determin when he was to die, not himself. If he could chose himself he had jumped of a cliff long ago, or made a recless act in the third war.

Allways, the Kodos walk over to the gravyard, all of them seek this place at death, just like the Orc look after Nagrand, could we all long for death sometimes? could we all want death in our end of life? Are we bound by natur and order to want death so other can take our place when we are old and weak?

Regorn started to walk, he had been staying at the gravyard for sometime now, it was very strange to see the lands, so full of death to be now marked by a image of life. Descolate will however, forever be death for those that seeks it and for those that longs for it.

Regorn feelt restless, he had no were to go, no were to do his duty as he wanted, he heard no calls of the Spirits and the wind was quiet. he wonderd what had happen to the Red blade after the the black death arise once more on his wings. No were he looked he saw anything.

Regorn started to sit down once more but then it came to him
He saw a vison granted by the Spirits, a few travlers, encountering a band of Centours in the morning, but the cenoutars were struck by ligthing
Then the vison ended, it was clear now
Regorn were to look for some tranvlers and help them fend of some Centaours, it was allready decieded
He took off, it will happen when the new dawn comes

After a long time of wanding, Regorn could see it
Desolate, really changed a lot sence he was last here, the wild was growing in this dead long forgotten land. Regorn desided he whould stay here a bit, for there is one element that he have not tenderd for a long time, last time he did it was in Outland
Element of the Wild, he will go in to this new growing wilderness, become one with it, speak to the wild and see if it whould need help
After all, there whould be many who whould like to exploit this new grown land quite a lot

Wild knows when there is something wrong, they ain't judged by faction, they will feel taint fast as it comes. Demons still live here

There is no wolf to call this wild, but the honord Kodos are here, they come here to die
Fitting, considering Regorn want to die

Regorn had just passed the great scar, it was indeed the mark Deathwing left for the Horde. It was clear that he had left the northen barren, hoppfully, no Red Blade have seen his passing.
But You can't be sure of that, the Red Blade do got good scouts, if they had notice Regorn passing by the barren, the chiftain whould know and Regorn whould be clueless about it.
Whould he be welcomed back once he returns? He left the tribe whitout so much of a word to go, but who is Regorn to question the will of the chiftain? He is the one that desides all that happens, he have earned his right to be in that position. But Regorn wonderd how much Dishonor he whould have brougth on himself by this time, but that he will learn once he returns.

Apprently, there is no camp Taurajo as well, seems the walk was for nothing, just to keep walking then.

Regorn was thinking some, he had crossed the Nothren Barren, he can't walk thrue it again, the Red Blade whould notice him, he won't have the side of distraction as the Kosh'harg is finished. So, were does he go now? More south was the Thousand needels, and even more south is more desert. Maybe he should visit the desolate? He had heard about travels telling about a change it the wastelands at the bar. Or, he could travel to.... more desert
Desolate it is then...

Regorn began to walk out of Ogrimmar, a bit dizzy and trying to hold his balance, clearly, drinking before walking was not a good idea. Then again, who cared?
After walking a good bit, he notice that Durotar was indeed very diffrent, this was clearly not the same Durotar he left behind. Regorn keept walking, maybe when he comes to the barren he might get some work to do, it's better then nothing

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After two days of working, he notice it was soon time for Kosh'harg, it was infact, tomorow. That ment that none of the Red Blade were going to be at the barren and Regorn could hurry pass the Crossroads and stop at Camp Taurajo, it was just to start walking

...right after just one more ale

So the evening falled once again, Regorn had not moved from his spot at the Bar, but he managed to convince the Barkeep to let him drink even if he was talking to ghosts. It had been very calm, never gone out of the bar exepect to sleep and yet no bar fights had happen.

R: Uhh... drinking and drinking... I just can't stop it now... and I bloody like it on top of that

T: You are only dreaming ain't you?

R: You should know if I am, why don't you go off to the astreal plane and ask the Spirit for something for me to do?

Thar'grash sighted and left, Regorn notice that some people were looking at him. Regorn finished his drink and payed for himself before leaving. When he had walked out, he notice he was really, really Drunk
"Bloody Grom's Finger, I have not been this... drunk sence the time I was out parting with Thunderfuy, umm... what did we do then? Yes Yea yes! We had just won a fight against a demon! That was it..."
Regorn walked over the street, boncing back and fourth, wondering were the Inn he was staying at was. After sometime he had found it and managed to crawl himself to a bed (with some help from the Innkeeper).
One thing with drunken dreams, they are very strange, or, you remmber things you don't really want.
He remmberd the Thunderfury Clan and when they were fighting demons, they killed and killed more and more of them, but for demons it does not mater. It must have been during one of their many demon fights the Clan got tained with the foul fel. When they had started to fight demons in large times, the Clan was slowly falling appart.

Regorn awoke the next morning with a thundering hangover
"By Thunder and Lighting, I got to stop drinking... that or find an amnesia potion..."
Regorn got himself up and walked outside, he whould not find some master here expect the ale. He had heard about Deathwing bursting the Barren in two parts with a great Rift, he could maybe go there. Maybe the Elements was raging there as well?
Better then nothing...

...right after one more ale

Regorn steped off at the Sky Tower, he saw that Ogrimmar had changed last time he was there, but he still did not trust the Goblin enginnering when it comes to thing that flies or... basicly do anything at all. But when you must you must, as when you travel a Zepplin.
He looked around Ogrimmar, he walked around the parts of it that had changed and walked in to a bar, he hopped to see if he could hear someone bring tales of the Red Blade. He sat down and desided to stay for a few days in Ogrimmar, he had no master at this time so he could just as well rest... Untill he find someone or the Spirit desides to shake him up again.

T: So... what you hope to do here?

R: What you think? rest maybe?

T: You? Rest? my, my, I did not expect that

R: Do you expect anything? One more of thise Ales Barkeep

Barkeep: No, you talk to ghosts, enought for you now

T: oh, he have no idea have he not?

R: I wonder sometimes if I should have stated as a mindless warrior sometimes...

T: And leave me with no fun?

Some orcs could be heard a few tabels away, talking about that Orc in Blue was a crazy drunk, before they bursted out in laugther
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OOC:
I am wondering if the interact part of this story will be working, You think it's a good idea to keep at it?
btw, if you see me in Ogrimmar, wave (I am really not there in game, just in RP, sitting at the bar, talking to Tag'rash)

And so the morning rise once again, Regorn have had enougth with this land, everytime he did not look some crazy earthen came up and needed tendering. It was time to move on even if the land here reminded him some of Durotar.... expect that big blasted scar that he had been camping next to.
It had been very calm, nightmere were still there, some nights they were very short but still there, they ain't leaving that easly. As well there had been no vison of any kind, but it feelt like it was time to move on.
As soon as Regorn had packed everything up he stood up and he just freeze, he had never done anything without orders. Just an order of anything, the Warchife, the chiftain, the spirit, Anything. Regorn stood still and were just lost, he had no idea what he was to do, he had no experience in command, not even of himself. Were whould he go? why whould he go?

To the north was the peak of Khas Modan, south was nothing but a stone wall, not to speak about the alliance camp. West was more of the burning lands but as well the Horde base But Regorn did not know were to go.

Go there? or there? but why? what was the diffrence?
Regorn notice something he never notice in his life, he is a slave to commands, and sevral commanders hold him. Probly the major reson he was pritty "hostile" to the chiftain time to time, his orders did not aggre with the spirits.
Regorn stood there and thought a while, was he not happy as this?

In the end he nod his head, he was happy as a slave, he whould live his life out as a slave and he whould have only one wish in the end, that one wish was his and no one elses. But again, when he reach his end of days he will see if his wish will become true.

Regorn took his turn and started walking toward the horde base, as a slave he needs a master and he will find one.

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After a while he reached the Horde base, he could sell some few regents he aquierd from the earth and buy himself a few new supplies and a ride on the wyren, he was going back to Kalimdor, he did not care if the Orcs of the Red Blade was still there, he whould get there and look for a master, the spirits, a general, a small pond of water, anything...

...maybe a letter from Kozgugore telling him to shut up about warlocks?

So an other day begun at the blasted lands, the land was no diffrent, it have never changed sence Deathwing had came pass. Regorn sat on the ground after an other sleepless night. He watched the land, no mater what time he took up to help it nothing changed about it. As he watched the lands, someone was coming closer. Someone who Regorn knew, yet he did not. Someone he had harm, yet he had not.
After a while Regorn heard that there was indeed someone who was coming closer, sound of metal scraping on the earth and other pieces of metals could be heard. Regorn turned around and saw it, it was a Draenei, a female one dressed in armor of war. She rushed toward him holding a sword high. Regorn knew it was clear, apprently some alliance from the camp had notice him after the few days. As she got closer Regorn simply, moved away from her path, considering her speed, she could not turn that easly in combat. She run pass him, stopped and this time, took a slower approch. Regorn took up his defens, he could not run anymore.
She made the first strike attack, hitting Regorns arm lossly, but thanks to the small leather armor he had the damage was not great. He reacted quickly, striking her face. The head armor was knocked off and Regorn saw her face.
"It can't be... I... I Killed you... Ages ago..."
"And now you will die for what you did!" she yelled back, speaking in Orcish strangly.
They keept figthing but Regorn did never any offensiv attacks, he only tried to doge and block her attacks, She attacked like a frenzy, a bersek on rage. She attacked hard and quick but not with great aim. Regorn took a few hit's now and again but nothing seriusly, it was a deadlock.
Regorn: "How did you survive? It was nothing left of you!"
Drenai: "Why do you care? it's allways about you!"
R: "What do you mean, and how you speak orcish?"
D: "So now finnaly after all those years it's not about you!? Have you finnaly stoped looking in the mirror!?"
R: "I don't... understand, what is this? Is this payment for my crimes child?"
D: "There is no payment! Only War!"
Regorn was lost in thougth, not about him? not payment? This is war? How did she even surive the massacre of Shatta?
D: "Fight back! You are at War!"
R: "I can't take up arms against you! Not after what I have done!"
D: "You don't get it! It's not about you, it's War!"
It feelt like time had slowed down for Regorn, he understood what he had to do. The drenai was right, ,it was never all about him. It was time to stop looking in the mirror, time to turn around and see what is really infront of him.
Regorn took his staff, swinged it rudly around and it bursted in flames, he swinged it then and slamed it in to the drenais body, The blast and the heat knocked away some of her crudly plased chest armor. Regorn shaked away the flames and impailed her. The fight was over, she was dead and Regorn had killed his past. Regorn pulled out his staff out of her now lifeless body
R: "Thank you, it's no longer about it"
Regorn turned around and heard a strong wind who came, he quickly turned around and saw the drenai's body vanish in the wind.
D: "You had no crimes to pay for, it was war."
Regorn could feel a smile coming up on his face but he could not show it but deep down, his burden feelt a little easier.

"You had something to do with this, did you not teacher?"
"Oh... I might have pulled a few strings around..."

Regorn watched the lands again, suddently... it did not look that grim

"...and stop calling me teacher before I give you a blasting headache"
"You know, I can't do that"

Regorn saw the wind who carrierd away his past, he grasped an other wind, and asked the spirits to carry this wind to his tribes men, just a small sentence.
"Were am I needed the most?"
Regorn let his voice travel on the wind, he felt good, for the first time in many years and wanted to stay that way for some time at lest.

((Now is a part were you can interact with me, tell me were I am needed the most and I will go there and help, just answer bellow on the winds, if you are no shaman, have a shaman to help you if you want to interact))

Regorn walked up toward the once pround piller of Badlands, it was broken, destoryed and torn from the earth itself. Clearly, Deathwing had passed here in his fullest might and scared the land.
The earthwarder was truly gone, the earth was in pain and torment, it whould take ages before the land whould recover. Nothing you could do whould seem to speed the healing process up, only pain awaited here for the earth.
Regorn desided to walk pass the new alliance based close to the piller and remain close to the scar, there he could aquire water from the Horde base close by he had seen and help the land heal. He saw across the land, badlands was changed from the beggining to the end. Nothing anyone whould do whould be notice when it comes to healing this land, to bad Regorn did not care.
Regorn watched to his side and an other orc stood, not really there but still was.

"You allways took the hard path Regorn, do you enjoy it?"
"Why whould you care? I do something at lest and I get something done"
"Indeed you do, but you barly see it, is it really worth the time and efforts?"
"I don't care"
And so, the orc next to him vanish like the wind that passed away the dust.
"Very funny Thar'grash, very funny..."

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Dawn was coming and the camp was build and done, nothing was bad so far, no alliance had come, no wild beast or crazy earth elementals, the fire was warming, Regorn was down on the ground and was thinking
"Let me presume, something is about to happen and it will take me some efforts to fix it now?"
"Why do you think that?"
"It allways happens, it's never calm like this"
"Well, if you say so, but I whould look behind you, there is an earth elemental coming this way"
Regorn got himself up quick and looked behind him, he saw nothing in the dark, he looked harder and did not see anything. Then he heard something, rumling and grinding stones, sevral Earth elementals came up to his camp, they raged and started hitting everything close to them.

"You said one Earth elemental, this is three"
"You said it was allways something that happening"
"Oh I see teacher"
"stop callling me that, you are no longer a student"
"and you will allways be a teacher"

Regorn made himself ready, throwed his staff at one of the earth elementals that impaled it, Regorn ran up to it and pulled his staff out while filling the inside of the elemental with fire, the heat made it crumble. The other earth elemental saw it's time and struck Regorn on his back, Regorn then smiled and just answerd: "Oh thank you, that fixed my back!". He turned around quickly and slamed the elementals arm off while he frost blasted the second one, the elemental looked confused over it's broken arm before started charging toward Regorn. Regorn only readied himself for the impact and got hit by the elemental, they bothe then started a brawl like fight. Regorn finished him off by hitting his head with his staff. Regorn turned toward the last earth elemental and saw it, trying to move fast dispite it being frozen. He summoned lighting and fierd it off at the elemental and it crumbeld as the other two.

"You know, I think I never stop figthing"
"If you say so, it is you who speak now"
"You never give up do you?"
"well, you can't beat me up, so why whould I not?"

Regorn started laugthing next to nothing as the night came

Regorn had cleard out of Black Rock mounten, he remmbers the days of the old horde when he was here to fight, but he does not want to remmber that, he wants to remmber, what did go wrong at the Thunderfury clan?

While walking, Regorn day-dreamed, dreamed memories of the old time he had, he remmberd Thar'grash. Olgama, The Wise one, Zurdon, Gorokk and many others...
It all started when he meet Olgama, she told him of a place he could call home, and so he did. Thar'grash was the founder but passed leadership to the Wise one, a truly wise leader but strong. Regorn allways wonderd what his name really was but Thar'grash teach Regorn that it was not important, names have no meaning. After some time of glory for the clan, Thar'grash died away...
You could allmost smell the corruption but Regorn did not see it, all around him it was, but he could not see it. The Wise One was later found dead, Gorokk claimed he died in the cold north of Northrend, but it made little sence, why whould he go alone? he had a Clan behind him. Everyone knew it was something with Gorokk, he embraced Grommash old ways... of Killing.
We became blood thirsty in the clan, we fougth and fougth but then Regorn had enoguth of it and confronted Gorokk
It was the last thing he did, Regorn died that day for the first time. Regorn could hold Gorokk off, but no way he could ever hope to defeat him, he was just to Powerfull.
When the rest of the Clan had left his dying body he returned to this world, the Spirits judged him not ready for the Sprit world and returned his sprit to the world of mortals. Regorn wished they had not. He still had some followers when he returned to the clan, he confronted him again but this time with aid.
Gorokk fleed but corrption was still there, you could allmost smell the demons, who whould have done this? we had no warlocks, we forbid all connection with Fel. In the end, there was no leader, the Clan turned on itself and only two pure remained, they shatterd what was left of Thunderfury Clan. It's tormented decay was put to an end.

So why did not Regorn see the corrpution? and who did it? He had seen glimps of the future, event that happen before and after. Seen across entire lands but yet, something infront of him remained in darkness.

but now it's time to stop day dreaming, the Badlands awaits, there he can re-supply and catch a Wyren to far away, Regorn it tierd of the burning lands...

"Wait... was there not a large piller here before?"