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Call of the clan
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Doomhammer once ruled half of the world. He managed to take an army far up to the capital of Lordaeron. As the Horde spread like wildfire, it was close to bending down to his will.

But Doomhammer is now dead. And with him, his days of glory have ended. We now live in times in which we must create our own glory again. Times in which even fellow orcs have turned on each other, choosing to point their blade to their own kin, instead of their common enemies. We may have re-established our connections to the ancestors, but those of them who cry out for blood surely weep for what they see up to this day.

So, perhaps it is time to appease these spirits again. After all, the world is a place constantly in motion. What was once, might come once again. The Storms of Fate still favour the bold. After these many months of recovery after the great Shattering, it is time to help one another back on their feet, and prepare for the great march that lies ahead of us. Recent discoveries tell of a tale long lost. One that might tip the balance in the Horde's favour once again.

The horn is sounded, and all wolves of the pack are hereby summoned to gather around the fire once again. Take this chance to take in the opportunity to bring glory to clan and Horde once again! Call your brothers and sisters forth to join the rallying cry! With enough orcs by our side, we will once again stand a chance to return that which is rightfully ours, and to secure a homeland that is worthy of our ancestor's praise, and rich enough for our children's children to walk upon!

For the Blood of the Tribe!

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Hail to the Varog'Gor!

As of today, we have three brand new Varog'Gor to welcome into the tribe! After a long period of trials and trainings under the watchful gaze of High Blade Morgeth Feralheart, the following orcs have proven themselves worthy to stand by the Chieftain's side as both his personal bodyguard, as well as the effective claws of the tribe itself!

  • Groshnakk Swiftstrike
  • Kaigron Ripclaw
  • Muzjhath Farstride

It was at the end of their many trials that they gathered on sacred ground and were blessed by the High Blade of our Thur'ruk, Mazguul Sharpeye, that they were inaugurated into the tight-knit society of the Varog'Gor. Make sure to congratulate them, next time you stumble upon them, and show some proper respect to the tribe's new Wolf Claws!

These orcs have been specifically chosen for this role because they have shown aptitude for these particular tasks. Want to know more about this rank? The wiki has, as always, more information on this prestigious rank, which can be found right here! Are you keen on searching for your own path within the tribe's ranks? Don't hesitate to speak with an elder about your own role within the tribe! Better yet, make sure you try to attend the upcoming Tournament of the Blades on the third of April! Even if you fear you might not possess the skill to conquer the title of the tribe's champion for yourself, it's a good chance all the same to show to every orc out there that you have what it takes to call yourself a true Red Blade!

For the Blood of the Tribe!

The Kosh'harg returns!

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For generations, we orcs have kept an ancient tradition alive in the shadow of the sacred mountain, Oshu'gun. When the Horde was formed, this tradition was soon forgotten. With the New Horde formed, and the way back to our homelands open once again, this tradition has been rekindled. Not only to remind us of the older days, long passed, but to show our young ones what it truly means to be an orc.

This tradition, is the Kosh'harg. Time upon time again, orcs have celebrated the joy of the living, as well as the peace of the honourable dead. Though formerly an exclusively orcish celebration, all allies are invited to take part in these festivities. Games, provings, storytelling, rituals and, of course, liquor and food will all be part of the celebrations!

On the eighteenth day of this month, the Red Blade tribe will gather on the docks of Ratchet to make the long voyage through the Dark Portal, and back towards the Land of the Winds. Any who wishes for some company on the long way there, or is unable to make the long trek by him- or herself, is welcome to join our pilgrimage. We will depart from the shores of Kalimdor after the eighth drum has been sounded.

Two days later, on the twentieth day of the third month, the pilgrimage will continue from Garadar towards the sacred mountain of Oshu'gun. There, our festivities will be held proper at the eighth drum. Be it orc or any other ally of the Horde, be welcomed to join us in the celebrations! Beware that all manners of violence are forbidden, and failure to uphold this will result in removal from the site of the festivities!

For the Blood of the Tribe!

Kogzugore Feraleye
Chieftain of the Red Blade

RP Focus: Northern Barrens!

Red Blades!

After having been dragged to the far corners of Azeroth, we are finally going home. Be it the bitter cold of Northrend or the putrid rott of the Plaguelands, we leave them all behind us as we all make our journey back to the Northern Barrens. To ensure that all orcs know where to find one another I've pinned a map next to this note. This should give you an idea where to go look.

However, do not think our hardship is over yet. Apparently the quilboar and centaur are rampaging across our land yet again, and to make matters worse, there have been rumors of cultists recruiting new acolytes. In short, we've got work to do if we want to secure our homeland. That'
s why I call upon all orcs to return to the Northern Barrens at once! Report to the elders for tasks -- Grom knows there are plenty of them to fulfill!

So, make haste and march out. The fate of the Northern Barrens lie in our hands!

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For the Blood of the Tribe!
Chieftain Kozgugore Feraleye


(( The following weeks we'll be populating the Northern Barrens. This is a special kind of role-play focus, since if it turns out okay we'll be taking up permanent residence there. In other words, we'll then be returning to the Northern Barrens when we're not in a role-play focus elsewhere. And as usual, in order to make this RP focus a success, it is essential that you come to this zone as often as you can when you're looking for random rol e-play!

Elders will be handing out minor tasks to fuel that random role-play. They can usually be found at their ranks' mini-hub. For in stance, the Gosh'kar and Thur'ruk take up residence in the Wailing Burrow [see the map (I)] and the Nag'ogar and Rrosh-tul take up residence in the Den of the Brave (IV). In the course of the RP focus we'll try to get everyone acquainted with the various mini-hubs/hotspots that the Northern Barrens have to offer.

Keep in mind that elders may have other engagements, so here's a reminder that you are allowed and encouraged to create your own events as well (small or upscale, whatever you want!) if they cannot fulfill your RP needs. And most importantly, try to have a good time and take this opportunity to get some extra role-play! ))

The Drums Sound Anew

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The drums of war echo over our lands once more. But we, the hated orcs, have danced to their rhythm for so long now. We fear no human, elf or dragon; our blades have drank their blood so many times before. See beyond your own solitude, shed whatever weakness that you carry. Hear instead the howls of the wolves, that call out to you. Be part of the hunt, share in the bond, and be one with the tribe.


With a low snarl, the wolf-masked orc peered to the female shaman. His visible features bore signs of grim resolve, as he watched the other orc paint her face with her own blood. They were surrounded by their kin, orcs of all kind of backgrounds and abilities. To the chieftain it mattered little what clan an orc was originally a member of, or if they chose to fight with bow or blade, or had devoted their skills otherwise. In the end, they all contributed to the tribe and as such to the Horde itself.

They were all bound to one another, by race, by duty and through the tribe by blood as well. All here lived, breathed and hunted together. They would go to war side by side, and eventually die like that as well. In the light of such brother- and sisterhood, the chieftain felt no fear of weakness as his gaze moved over the ranks of orcs surrounding him. His thoughts were interrupted by the shaman, as her mind and voice returned to the world of the still living.

”Blessed are we, by earth and ancestor. By fire and spirit. By water and unity. But the winds must sweep further, our message be spread.”

The shaman's words seemed true to some, that thoughtfully nodded their heads. Whilst others, in truth, seemed puzzled by the somewhat enigmatic message. The chieftain, however, narrowed his gaze. Because he knew that she was right. The Alliance had shown its fangs and claws, and a new – or perhaps old – menace had erupted from the depths of the world. They would need new orcs to join and let their individual strength be for the good of more. The chieftain's eyes rose, and met with those of a now grinning shaman.

”More blood and ale to be shared, my chieftain.”
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