Hail, Warlord!

[Mhokdor Spinesnapper]

Mhokdor stood before Grommash Hold and looked up at the great fort, his mind still on the raids that had occurred that night, and the defences he lead.
He walked forward and saluted the Kor’kron guards, once inside he looked around the large round chamber,  searching for anyone to explain what he was there for, but he saw no-one signalling for him, so he waited at a table for a moment, thinking of what to do or say and he swallowed, walking to the hall leading to Thrall’s chambers.
A Kor’kron raised his hand and barked Mhokdor to halt, he inspected Mhokdor armour and signets and then nodded, allowing him entrance.

Mhokdor blinked a few times, getting his tired eyes used to the bright light in the chamber,  he looked at the Kor’kron and then walked towards Thrall’s seat, lowing himself to his knees before his warchief.
”You called for me, Warchief?”
-“Yes, general Spinesnapper,” Mhokdor couldn’t resist smiling of pride upon hearing his leader saying the words ‘General Spinesnapper’, “You have fought many years for our clan now, Spinesnapper,” Mhokdor’s heart began pounding faster and faster, “Began as a shaman, and mastering the skills of melee, defending our lands, destroying our enemies and training our young ones and this night you ensured Orgrimmar’s safety by organising a defence
Mhokdor stayed quiet until he noticed Thrall wouldn’t continue, “I fight with pride for my clan, Warchief, I would die for it.”
Thrall nodded and raised his voice, “General Mhokdor, your service to the Horde and your knowledge and tactics in battle have proven invaluable to many victories in Alterac Valley, for your continued efforts I reward you with the rank of Warlord of Frostwolf!” Mhokdor bowed his head and smiled broadly, he had achieved his goal, “Arise, Warlord!” Mhokdor stood up and saluted his Warchief, “Thank you Warchief, I will continue my campaign and the eradication of the dwarves in our mountains.”
Warchief Thrall nodded and saluted Mhokdor in a similar manner, “Your armour will be waiting in the Hall of Legends, together with your new signets.”
Mhokdor nodded and bowed, “Dismissed, Warlord.”

Mhokdor stood outside of the chamber, panting lightly, smiling broadly, thinking ‘Warlord Spinesnapper’ as he made his way to the exit of the hold.

[Claws]

Mhokdor stood outside of the chamber, panting lightly, smiling broadly, thinking ‘Warlord Spinesnapper’ as he made his way to the exit of the hold.

((In ya dreams))
((This could be seen as treason  ))

Nice one again Mhok