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Voice on leaving Wind

Started by Regorn, December 21, 2012, 11:48:59 PM

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Regorn

((I felt inspired, beside, Sadok claimed he loves the "fancy words" stuff happening))

The Wind was unusually dry on top of the cliffs overlooking Ogrimmar, a very sunny weather had passed today, even for Durotar. Ogrimmar had always had the spark of War in it, as long as there is orcs, there will be a will for glory and conquest. How however, the spark had busted in to a flame, burned with the fuel of former conflicts that had happen over Azaroth. On the cliffs you could see most of it, trainees, blacksmiths, engineers and a new addition to the flame, Warlocks

"I can see that you will remain here for quite sometime, stubborn like always when you were under my teaching." A orc told an other on the cliffs, he continued
"you know we can't interfere, this is politics, brutal yes, but still politics. This have happen before and will happen again."

The other orcs nodded, "Indeed, but I still want to watch over this. I was with them for sometime, and even if Ogrimmar's shadow grows bigger, I want to see what they have planed"

"be weary at least, many of us have left, including all of us but you, we leave for Oshu'gun until changes comes. No mater what, the wisdom we carry will endure an other hard time. If you need help, I heard some Spirits still remain at the valleys were the shamans are at, at lest you can be there, promise me that." He rises and put his hand on the other orc shoulder

"I will, at least to put your mind to ease. Dark changes are coming, and I be a fool not to be with others and I will join you when my friends have been thru this difficult time, mentor."

The orc moved his hand away from the others shoulder and then slapped him on his back head.
"Stop calling me that! It was ages ago Thunderfury, but I inform the others of your decision, Olgama won't be pleased"

The orc let out a small giggle, "Well, she is your mate, keep a hold on her then, Chieftain"

The orcs started to walk away, "That is more like it, and if you speak with them, tell him I agreed with that feraleyes choice on the mater"

An other Strong wind came by and the orcs were gone, like they never been there
________

A Patrol of Grunts patrolling around Ogrimmar and a wind hit them all, one of them comments on the event, "The wind is getting stronger I tell you, almost like something is running away..."
The leader of the patrol turns around his head and yells back, "Why would anyone leave this place!? Garrosh will lead us to a glorious victory against the pink-skins! So Shut ya' yabbing and do your work!"
The Grunts kept on patrolling, quietly around the city, only interrupted by that blasted wind
"Names does not matter, only who you are" - An old Friend from past, Thar'grash Thunderfury

Sadok

((Ooh! A rare Regorn sighting. Very enjoyable to see what the old yolk-shaman is up to. Also:

Quote from: Regorn on December 21, 2012, 11:48:59 PM
"you know we can't interfere, this is politics, brutal yes, but still politics. This have happen before and will happen again."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6bOy3RNyWME
))

Kozgugore

Nice to hear from the spirits of the yolk!
Kozgugore Feraleye - Chieftain of the Red Blade