Concerning tribes folk
How ironic that I should be completely oblivious to the beauty of the world until my very existence was transformed by powers beyond it. I have travelled many roads in this age, and seen many things through eyes born of bitterness and prejudice. All false; all maligned with an ignorance most are blissfully unaware of, or play unwitting host to the sinister influences of their lord and masters.
I recall a recent journey to the southern lands of The Barrens, an idyllic landscape of nature born free, peoples amoungst their business and an air of peace. Where lies the torture, the barbarism, the ocult? I see noble peoples, compassionate and tolerant of powers that would threaten their very existence. Is this the adversary, lusting with rage and a desire for our death?
I think not.
I expected, like the humans, prejudice against me for what I was and what my kind had done, yet I found acceptance. Where the humans turned away my pleas for assistance I found here an air of sympathy. From their own experience at the hands of the Burning Legion, the Orcs have a kind of acceptance that made me realise how wrong my hatred of the living was. We have much to learn from these noble people of acceptance, of ourselves and of others.
And learn we MUST.
But lo! What wonderous tidings I bore witness to in my travels. Accompanying me on my journey were three noble tribes folk, including Chief Bor himself. How fortunate I am to have been included in prayers to the Earthmother, who granted us assistance in our pursuits. I must absorb myself in the culture of these foriegn, noble folk. I must not be ignorant. And with their help...
I will bring peace.
Of course you'll bring peace my Lord.
When their leaders are slaughtered and their Capitals are aflame with cleansing fire the remnants of the Alliance will have no choice but to forge a lasting peace. A fair and just peace.
There can only be regeneration, after destruction.
Khaldorn watched from the campfire as Lord Takumi spoke to the elders of the tribe. He had not made his mind up about that undead man yet. He had joined up tentaviiley as peace was a just cause indeed to hold dear, but a leader has to prove themselves worthy of such a title, and to lead such men. And in time, maybe he too would call this man Lord. Until then, he would reserve his judgement.
Peace would be hard to bring to these lands, but he had found many worthy warriors in this guild, many people he could one day see calling brother. And there were many tribefolk here, they at least, made him feel at home.
Yes, the omens were good. But there was a long path and ardous indeed in front of this Lord. And there was a long and ardous journey in front of him too. The great hunt had begun. Such a test of tauren-hood that was unmatched. He looked foward to the tests and challenges that he would have to overcome in the great hunt.. the earthmother watched over him even now.. seeking his worth to guard that which she held most precious....