the power calls, ever and ever

[highfist]

Highfist makes another round in his bedroom.
Checking his protective wards, for the fith time.
He knew it was pointles but sleep just wouldt come again.
Its becoming worse, restless nights.

For some warlocks, sleeping is one of the hardest things to do.
highfist knew all to well what will of the mind it takes to control the adiction.
sleeping is letting go of that will, for a little while.
I will not let go, he thought.

What we do has just as much  honor as a warrior in the front lines Grol'dar said long ago.
We must not forget! the burning legion is still out theire, they havent forgotten!
what we learned during the blood lust, will arm us against corruption in the future!
no matter how other orcs will look down on you, what we do is vital for the existance of the orcish nation!

What other orc's think of me is my last problem right now.
The power is growing, i feel it.
I want to feel it!
theire was a  time that i could do without a spell for weeks.
now... i need to do something evry day.

highfist passes by his voidwalker, ever vigilant, watching the room.
The orcs of the Red Blade are strong, Grol'dar was wise to send me to them.
I do my best to fit in, and they accept.
But as always theire is a certain amount of contempt.

My old masters said the adiction will get any warlock in the end.
only a few will grow old, and those who did, ussely wish they did not.
I will not be one of them, the knowlege im gathering is to importend.
And it comes fast, my old masters always said i had talent.
gromm knows i wish i did not had this cursed talent!

highfist knew what was in store for him, he battle the burning blade.
Theire warlock's still having the blood lust in theire eye's.
He also knew what the scourge could do, having served in the ghostland along side the forsaken warlocks.
His old master thought it would be a good learning experiance.

Freewill or not, theire nearly has bad.
And then the bloodelfs! they are as bad...
nevertheless i did learn.
my skill increased by learning theire way of practising the way of the warlock.

But at what price?
the hunger grows with each passing day.
The powers i can control! rains of fire! demons do has i please!
who couldt not ressist?
NO! no i must remain a orc of honor.

I most put my faith in other orc's of honor.
The Red Blades will carry me trew.
And i will serve the tribe as a true orc.
Gromm knows... im still a true orc.

[Claws]

((Nice point of Veiw good yarn))

[Gohomi]

((A mindset that is not unlike that of Gohomi. *grins* Our characters should definately have a chat sometimes ))

[Braggha]

Well well... *grins*  isnt it a warlock tryin' to avoid his demon obscession? Grockh knows ways. A vicious, painful ways. Sometimes they even work.

[highfist]

(( thanks guys, im kind of new to this, so any pointers or correction would be most apreciated))
(( also, i went a little "save"at start as far as warlock lore goes, makes it a bit easyr to draw info form that source))