QuoteFriend,
I write to you in haste, for time is of the essence and eyes are everywhere. Even now, agents of the enemy threaten to silence me. I do not know their intent, nor do I know how it is that they have burrowed themselves so deeply into our society. They live among us; share our roofs and eat our food. Even in Orgrimmar, none are safe from their clutches. What I do know with certainty, is that you are in danger. You may have no cause to trust me or see reason in my words, but see reason in this: the spirits themselves cry out for blood.
I have enclosed a map that shall lead you to a desolate camp in the Stonetalon Mountains. Meet me there on the 26th day of the 11th month. I promise you answers and refuge there. In the meantime, see to your blood kin should you have any. They too may be exposed.
Trust no one.
Signed,
Kozgugore Feraleye
Adventures were had, battles were fought, oaths were sealed and friends were made. It has been an amazing eleven and a half years since Orcs of the Red Blade has come into existence, with people from all around the world joining us in the amazing World of Warcraft. Some of us have made friends for life, some of us have grown up alongside the guild and others simply enjoyed to tag along for the ride, be it for a mere, passing moment or for several months or years. Either way, each and every one of these members have been a part of the story that has been told over these past eleven years, and we would like to thank all of them for having chosen to take a part in it.
The reason I would like to point out this very fact is because, after careful deliberation with the remaining core membership of the guild, the time has finally come to lower the curtain. Over the past year, the guild has seen a steady decline in membership activity due to various contributing factors. This decline has recently come to a point on which it has become clear to us that there is no other way forward save to accept the inevitability of every single guild ever in existence: just like how there is a beginning, there is always the end.
Though this may not be a permanent end just yet, the Orcs of the Red Blade will, as of today, officially go into a hiatus. Perhaps there will be a day that some orcs decide to take up the banner and rally their fellow kin around them once more, but until that time comes, any official Orcs of the Red Blade activities will come to a halt. This means that there will be no more recruiting of new members, no more officially hosted events and no official representatives of the guild around in-game to contact. You may still see some individual members occasionally roaming the world of Azeroth and beyond and the guild as a name tag will not be disbanded, but as an existing entity, the guild will be no more. Meanwhile, our website will continue to be hosted until its next payment is due, which should be some time this upcoming Summer. If any members wish to continue to host the website after that, donation options can easily be made available when that time comes.
And so, we have reached the point where all that remains for me to say, is a very big and hearty 'thank you' to everyone who over the years chose to be a part of this crazy endeavour that has lasted far longer than I could possibly have imagined. It truly is a tale worthy of its own Lok'vadnod. Anyone who feels like brushing up some nostalgia can still visit our Ten Years Strong: Memories topic or can even add to it. Additionally, as a last hurrah for the closing curtain, Sadok has compiled a very suitable movie credits list of all members that have been involved over the past eleven and a half years. Give it a look and see how many old names you can recognize!
Now, for one last time...
For the Blood of the Tribe!
Kozgugore Feraleye
Chieftain of the Red Blade tribe
Smouldering embers, broken infernals, dead orcs and broken structures: the Burning Legion had made its mark on Splintertree Post following the short yet brutal siege they laid to it and its occupants. Where the orcs of the Red Blade thought they had slowly gained the upper hand in warding off the demon threats lurking in the northern forests, a sudden yet decisive strike ended any and all notion of that. They fought tooth and nail to ensure the Post would remain standing, but they did so at a price. The entire attack turned out to be one big, elaborate distraction which allowed infiltrating Satyrs to sneak in through the back and pillage through their supplies.
The worst of it all, however? It was not even the supplies they were after. In the thick of the battle, they came for but a single item that was in the orcs’ possession, and the defending forces learned too late before the demons and their ilk could make off with it: the prized Scepter of the Shaman-king. For many years, it had been in the tribe’s possession since they recovered it from other sinister forces, but the ancient relic of Clan Redblade had once again fallen in nefarious hands. There was no telling what neither demon nor Satyr would possibly desire the scepter for, but one thing was certain: whatever the scepter’s purpose was, it would no doubt serve as a catalyst for their own, evil gains. It was too late to pursue the thieves in the wake of the devastating attack, however. The culprits had long fled, and in their hubris, there was but a single clue that they left behind that pointed to its destination: the Broken Isles.
Battered and bruised, the Red Blade tribe prepared to make way back to Orgrimmar. What was hoped to be a quick retreat, turned out to be an arduous journey back into the relative safety of Orgrimmar’s walls, however. Every area surrounding the great warrior city was under severe attack from the Legion – the very city itself under heavy siege without a single reprieve. Even upon their timely return, having fought their way through the siege line in a daring advance, there was no rest for the wicked. A counter attack had to be made upon the Broken Isles – the center of the Legion’s power – and the demonic taint forever cleansed from the face of Azeroth. For the Red Blade tribe, there was a personal score to settle as well, however. With the Scepter of the Shaman-king taken, it would be a dishonour upon the tribe’s name to allow it to remain in demonic hands. Moreover, its former keeper, True Blood Sadok Sharptongue, had fallen to the demons’ fires. He was the first of no doubt many more deaths to come. It would be a heavy price the tribe, the Horde and indeed the entirety of Azeroth would have to pay to see the demonic forces gone for good, if such a thing were ever possible to even begin with.
It is in the face of these dire times that new heroes and leaders alike must stand up to carry the banner of the Red Blade forward into the fires of hell itself. As ships are sent out into the maw of the beast to cull this threat for good, so too do the Red Blades set sail for the Broken Isles to avenge the fallen, regain their honour and, most important of all, to fight for a worthy future for generations to come. For peace and prosperity. For death and glory. For the Horde. And for the Blood of the Tribe.
OOC information:
World of Warcraft: Legion has at long last come, and as is common with every single new expansion by now, Orcs of the Red Blade strives to make the best and full use of everything all of the new content has to offer! Through a chain of introductory events, the stage has been set for the tribe’s upcoming Legion plot, which will provide for yet another countless amount of stories, developments, characters and drama alike throughout the months to come! To ensure both new and present members know what the stakes are, you can read the introduction to the Legion plot above. Below, however, you will find all the OOC information you will need to know in order to be up to date for what to expect these coming weeks!
As with every new expansion, we are going to allow our members to take their time to explore all the new expansion content without having to worry about missing out on any RP experiences throughout the initial urge to explore the new zones and level up. To this end, we will have a two-week hiatus from official guild events following the initial release of Legion. That doesn’t mean RP will cease to exist, however!
As the tribe embarks to set sail for the Broken Isles, the storms and tides of the Maelstrom will split the tribe and its several ships up, initially scattering the tribe as they land upon the shores of the Broken Isles. Those who desire to continue on RPing, be it by themselves or with companions both in and outside the guild, will be quite welcome to continue to do so before the tribe eventually manages to come back together in the third week of Legion’s release. The tribe’s official landing location, and therefore place of rendezvous, will be the area of Highmountain. So you will know where to make your way towards when the time has come for the tribe to continue its arduous adventure into the Broken Isles together!
We hope to be able to welcome you all again when that time comes. Until our RP campaign continues, you can be certain that there will be plenty of people in the guild around to share new experiences with and to explore Legion’s content together with, should you so choose to. Not only is the end of the world a good time to rise up and become a hero, but so too is it to make new friends for life!
For the Blood of the Tribe!
The last remaining member of our current officer team who still awaiting his very own spotlight is none other than Kargnar Bloodpaw! As one of the oldest of the currently presiding Elders of the tribe, he's sure to have seen his share of adventures and experiences within the guild and its history! Time to see what stories he has to share with us! As a little extra, he also just so happens to be the tribe's number-one Rrosh-tul, so who knows he might even give away a few tips and pieces of advice on how to be moulded into one of the best fighters of the tribe!
So, what can you tell us about your first memories with the tribe?