Funny trip to elf land!

Dear diary.  

After many days and many months it has finally happened! Garrosh has been defeated! Tyranny of Hellscream has ended!

Latest tribe gathering.

Bye Orgrimmar!

Now when Garrosh is gone i've had time to focus on my tribe, the Red Blades. At latest tribe gathering i asked to get a new tutor, since Sharptongue is elsewhere. And lucky for me i got a new one called Uzguul. He's a warlock like me and seems trustworthy. Hah, makes me feel like what it was in the old days with Kurrat as my tutor! Uzguul gave me task to do, i have to do something useful for my tribe orcs. Ask if somebody needs something and make it to him, not buy, not steal, MAKE with my own hands! I have to complete what my tutor asks if i ever want to become oathbound. So thats exactly what i'm going to do! The only problem is that i hate talking with strangers and i don't like to truckle to anybody. Social life in the tribe after years of wandering alone won't be easy. 

First i contacted Gridish Doomshout. I saw him training in the barracks and asked if he had anything what i could do for him. He ordered me to get a beer for him. To firelands with him and his book.

Undercity... Gives me chills.

Next i stopped to some rude new blood cub, but i needed to find orc with rank at least oathbound. And then i saw Thur'ruk of the Red Blades, Rhonya. I was actually a little scared about talking to her. But i was brave enough and asked. And she told me to get to her: "Clean bandages, dried meat, peacebloom and jars."

I hate the sun!

Bandages!? I'll gladly do anything but.. Bandages? I know how to first aid but how can i make bandages, i'm no tailor? She also said that she is leaving somewhere soon, so i was in a hurry. Had no time to learn new things. So, i'm going to invest in quality. I have heard that best tailors in Azeroth are Pandarens, but pandaria is way too far away. So i'll need to get the second best, Elfs. I didn't got much money so i was not going to buy them anyway, i leaved to Silvermoon to do some business. I just needed to jump on zeppeling and use portal orb in Undercity to get there.

It took time but finally i was in Silvermoon. What a city, so much sun, terrible place to be. Everything is so shiny and glitter! These Blood Elfs are part of the horde? And how can Forsaken and Elfs be so close each other, they have totally different style.

Thanks Preceptor Nathaira!

I wanted to get those bandages fast, but that was hard because the damn city is like labyrinth! I stopped and asked where i was from random blood elf girl. She was kind enough to advise me to the tailor.

I made deal with tailor. I got the extra-soft bandages "super" cheap if I would deliver message to Tranquillen, town in Ghostlands. Task included passing the dead scar that is full of undeads. I could also gather peaceblooms on the way to Tranquillen so i accepted.

Few weak skeletons!

So after i survived from headache caused by Silvermoon, i rided to woods and gathered peaceblooms. Forest always calms me down so that was just what I needed after rebellion. Even the dead scar turned out to be easy thing. 

When i reached my destination I delivered tailors message and turned back to get my bandages. In Silvermoon I got the bandages and next I decided  to get the meat. I used portal-orb to get back to Undercity and there i took a bat taxi to Hillsbrad Foothills. Beasts in silverpine and Tirisfal are kind of.. Rotten, so Hillsbrad seemed like best option, not far away and heavily under Horde control!

Day was fast turning into night so I started to look myself a place to sleep. I want to avoid any business with Forsaken, so again I went to wilderness. But before I found myself a camp i saw something big. It was big black bear! From that moment i knew I'd get it's meat to Rhonya. I was hardly prepared to any combat but i could not let that kind of opportunity get away! 

Stalk the prey.

Suprise the prey!

Fight with strength!

Honor the fallen.

After beast was dead i followed it's trails to it's home cave. There i would lick my wounds, eat, rest and finally sleep. Tomorrow i'm going to make those jars. 

Bear with me.

Legion activity.

Fight against Hellscream and Kor'kron press on. Rebellion has suffered many losses and gain many victories, day by day gates of Orgrimmar draw near. But today i haven't been able to stress about Garrosh... But the legion.

In Ashenvale not only the Kor'kron threat us. Near rebellion keep lays Demon fall canyon that has been full of demons for years. It's the very same place where Grom Hellscream once defeated pit lord Mannoroth and freed orcs from demons curse. As i said canyon has been full of demons for long time now, but lately their numbers has been increased and it seems that somehow they have organized. Some tribeorcs say that Kor'kron are behind that. Maybe they had legions attention somehow? Legion forces was led by huge Pit Lord. Tough battles between rebellion and legion was fought and finally rebellion managed to slay Pit Lord and threat of the demons. Now we can focus on Azshara without fearing demon attacks behind our backs. 

But still i am troubled. Why legion activity now? I haven't seen pit lords in Azeroth since Mannoroth. Even in Outland, demons are scattered around without a leader after Illidan was slain. From all of this comes to mind Pandaria. Before joining the rebellion, in pandaria i visited at their lorewalkers. I remember one of their tale very clearly...

Discussion with the Lorewalker.

It all happened at the time of great sundering, when Burning Legion first time attacked Azeroth and tore the world apart. But this Pandaren emperor predicted legion invasion and started to prepare for it. He overcame his burdens and defeated shas and that kind of stuff. But when time was near he saw that his own people was not learned what he had. And his people had not enough time to learn. So emperor decided:  "People of pandaria, you are not yet ready to face the storm that comes for you!". Somehow emperor turned into great mists that hides the whole pandaria, and that way manages to give his people more time to learn.  ( --> Lorewalkers tale. )

But now mists have disappeared. Pit Lord has been spotted in Azeroth with a small demon army. Are pandaren people now ready? Have they learned what their emperor wanted? I fear if history repeats itself once again...

I visited that cursed canyon after Pit Lord was defeated. Demons there are greatly weakened and with knowledge about demons it was easy to go alone. These thoughts in my mind wanted to see if i could find out something about those cursed fel creatures. I took one infernal under my command and let it ravage everything around getting other demons attention. I preformed few small rituals to see if there would be any clues for anything bigger. I even drained fel from some of demons and tried to connect with fel taint of canyon but got nothing... 

Walking like a boss.

That's how you calm down an infernal.

I believe this will trouble me for long time, but now i must focus on Garrosh. Whatever there will be coming for us, Horde cannot survive it separated like this.

Getting my blade red.

Soon after the hunt with rebels i made my last visit at Orgrimmar, last time i saluted to Kor'kron who let me pass. I went through Valley of Spirits just to see the Darkspear held as captives, i wanted to be sure about my upcoming decision. Decision of joining the rebels and in the best case joining the Red Blades. I took my fortune from the bank, bought some equipments and leaved Orgrimmar once again. Good thing that i don't got friends of family so i could leave kor'kron stronghold quick with no need for good byes.

I packed my wolf and travelled back to Ashenvale for meeting with one of the Red Blades, he was called Revax Hellbrew. I met him in the keep that was recently taken by the rebels. He recieved me kindly and asked about my history and reasons why to join the red blades. I (tried to) answered him shortly and it seems that convincingly enough, so he accepted me to join the rebellion and among the Orcs of the Red Blade... As a new blood of course! After joining i had to ask him that was he drunk, and he was. It seems that he has self-claimed the title of best brewmaster in kalimdor. I tasted one of his brews and i cannot deny that it was good!

Tribe gathering. 

After that, i have remained in Ashenvale to participate in tribe gatherings and combat training. And once in a game called "Truth or Dare?", i would not ever join that kind of a game! Buuut there was lot's of free beer from Revax, so couldn't skip that chance. I don't remember much about the game and i don't want to remember, not after that next days terrible headache.. Other tribeorcs are good people and dedicated to tribe and it's goal, crushing Garrosh. I got my own tutor among the clan, Sadok Sharptongue. Sadok seems to me as a serious person, serious and grim. Where did he got his last name? Not from good jokes or nice little conversations i think. I'll see what he is up with me, what kind of trials will he make me do?

Speaking of grim, we also met some Blood Wolves!

I do not know how well they actually tolerate with warlocks. At this time rebellion needs everyone that is capable of joining them ,and cant affort to turn back anyone. At first tribe gathering i told that i was a warlock instead of a shaman. Still i think that many orcs think me as a shaman because of my appearance, i don't like running around the camp with full armor so i use my old robe. That and the fact that i don't use any demon companions like many other warlocks do, might have helped me to avoid haters and critics. But i will prove my worth among the tribe, and show those who question my methods that i can handle the fel and i'm not corruptive and i will not turn against my own people.


Whatever the trials might be, i'm going to succeed in them and become the true member of the tribe.  Wherever this tribe goes, i'm following it and cruhing anyone that have made barricades against it.
Whenever our chieftain shouts his battleroar, i'm standing ready to slaughter and burn!
FOR THE BLOOD OF THE TRIBE!

Drinking and playing!

No much memory after this...

Next day was terrible.

Meeting the rebels.

Some days i like to go into forests and walk around, it's calming me down and relaxing. I recently returned from Pandaria to visit Orgrimmar just for a quick visit. But since i came from far away i decided to ride into Ashenvale, gather some herbs and feel the forest. Even region is heavily militarized and full of dangers.

After hours of herb gathering and wandering, my throat went dry. There was little refuge camp nearby where i could get a drink. I rode there with my wolf and for my suprise i saw orcs, elfs and even one goblin. They were not normal grunts or defenders i could see that, some of them had wolf masks on their head. They were gathered around bonfire and looked serious. I didn't stop to chat so i went right through to innkeeper and bought some ale and sat down on an hammock.

I had my lamp shade on.

I didn't have much time to drink it before female Orc came to me. She wanted to know the reason why i was there. I told her that i was just gathering herbs and then decided to get a drink. 

I understand i looked suspicious, but i didn't know that i was dealing with rebels. Soon rest of the rebel group joined her and we had a little talk. 

I have only heard rumors that people have organised against Hellscreams horde. Like i have told, i have been away for a long time and i'm not familiar with Hellscream or his reputation. Only rumors of tyranny, i thought i had nothing to do with it. Seems that fate gave me opportunity to think twice.

Anyhow i think i got them to believe i was no harm. They even invited me to hunt corrupted elemental. I wanted to know more about whats happening here so i joined. And it sounded fun!

In our party there was...

Rargnasha, our chief and tough looking orc warrior. 

Threkna, orc warrior with two nasty swords. She was the first who came to me at inn.

Grodok, sympathetic orc shaman with a name i like.

Thragmag, orc death knight with huge runeblade.

These orcs had wolf masks on their head and tabards that seemed familiar, but i could not recognize it as a symbol of any clan.

There were also Mellí, weird elf. I think she was something between warlock and necromancer? I heard later that she is half-elf. What could other half be? Half humorless? Hah.

Last of us was Zapdrill, a little bit annoying goblin shaman.

We started our journey and walked deep into forest. After little walking and smalltalking we heard noises from the bushes. Group of furblogs ambushed us! Ambushing well prepared group was their mistake. Flames, swords, lightning and all sort of things happened and we were victorious. I had hit by an arrow but it was merely a scratch. Some of us got also wounded, but soon we continued forward. 

Ambushed by furbolgs!

When we arrived near a little lake we got attacked again. But this time by smelly vine creature! Elemental was made of water and all kind of stuff from the bottom muds of the lake. I even saw few fingers inside it! This was our prey. Creature managed to strangulate some of us but we teared vines off and dealt damage to it as much as we could. Battle was tough but after we had weakened creature enough Mellí dealt killing blow to it.

Inside the remains of the creature was old corpse that seemed like an elf. Rargnasha took body and we returned back to refuge camp. Back at the camp, elf was recognized as servitor of Hellscream. Rargnasha went talk to elfs of Sin Belore about the corpse. Meanwhile i shared a drink with Grodok.

Next day i returned back to Orgrimmar and learned more about rebels. And most important, about Orcs of the Red Blade. It is a tribe that was reformed from orcs of different clans, it was founded around same time i leaved to live my life as a hermit. It seems that they are still accepting members among them. They impressed me.

All these events made me think about our horde. I thought i was happy with joining Hellscreams war machine. I have been all by myself for so long that i thought being part of the big wheel would be something. But it is only marching and destroying in the name of the big guy Garrosh. Aiming only to give him more power and resources... So much has chanced. I remember horde as a big family, aiming for greater good and marching under one barrier. But this... Hellscream butchering DARKSPEAR trolls! Civil war... Mining under sacred vale in pandaria and who knows what.

Greedy bastard.

Gokhar's lifestory

I was born in Draenor among the Warsong Clan. That time our homeworld feeled like a home. At home i had a family, my father was a wise shaman who taught me shamanism. I was so young that it's hard to remember many things about that time, but life was good. 

Then came the war. I didn't understand anything about demons or bloodlust back then. I saw great warriors with mighty weapons, i saw orcs from all of the clans ready only to kill. Clans went through dark portal (also my father) and i remain in draenor. That time nobody taught me shamanism, but instead they taught me basics in warlock magic.. Time passed and i didn't hear anything about my father for long time. 

Eventually i was called to battle. Commanders picked up a few groups of orcs that were almost old enough to use an axe. I didn't realise that picking us to the battle were just an act of despair, we were losing the war and they needed more soliders. But i was excited and ready, i wanted to join honorable forces of orcs! In azeroth, because of my shamanistic skills i was used as a healer. I cured and healed wounded warriors and stayed in the background. I learned a lot about first aid there. 

It didn't take many days when we retreated back to dark portal and started to defend it, and tried to keep humans of nethergarde at bay. We didn't succeed and soon Alliance took over dark portal... Luckiest of us got back to draenor or managed to escape in the forests, others died in bloody battle... Most unlucky of us were taken to interment camps by the humans. I was one of the first visitors...

It was a hell. Humans keeping us there like animals, treating like nothing. Day by day more orcs came and none leaved, except those who got killed. First there was some resistance among us but it was useless, humans were kings of the situation. Resistance faded fast and orcs become apathic and passive. We became hopeless... And drunk. Atleast humans gave us black ale.  I do not remember a single sober orc from that time.

One day, when i was having bad headache i heard yelling that sounded familiar to me. I ran to see it and i saw my father. My father with few other clansmen from Warsong Clan were taken caught. But they were not giving to it, they got away from guards grasps and started fighting back. They crushed few skulls and broke many bones even humans were in big overpower. Their battle was inspiring to watch. Then i realised the situation, not a single orc was joining their fight, all of them were just drinking ale and rolling in there own  misery. "There must be some hope, i'm too young to became a living dead!" I thought, and then my father died. 

All my apathy was gone. There was only anger and hate. No matter what would it take i would burn that camp down. With many alliance pigs with it! But i would stay calm until my time would come...

Slowly humans decreased their defences because no orc tried to escape or do harm. I started to talk with other orcs if there were anyone with me in my plan. And i found only one, Kurrat. He was a very old warlock from Shadowmoon Clan. He told me that if i wanted to fight against humans i would need greater power than shamanistic flame shock. He agreed to teach me ways of destruction. Most powerful spells of fire combined with shadows.  He had many things were i helped him and as a back favor he taught me power. For example i helped Kurrat to get his spellbook back from an ogre!

Training was hard but i was motivated. Notice that Kurrat didn't teach me much in fel or demonology. He believed that my good thoughts would turn into madness if i'd turn straight into fel. I wasn't strong enough in basics. Later i have learned thing or two about fel. Kurrat also offered to teach me about demons, but i didn't want to. Everything about life's misery was becose of demons. I have never wanted to work with them since.

One day Kurrat came to me. He told that free orcs had started to attack internment camps and free their prisoners. They were lead by orc named Thrall. We should get ready for battle.

For many days we hided from humans sight and scouted nearby areas with a spell called eye of kilrogg. When we saw that Thrall's forces were near we started to act, we had it all planned. I started to set buildings and environment on fire to distract humans. Then i put my savings of black ale in middle of camp and told all of the orcs that ale is theirs. I and Kurrat had been sober since we met so we had lot's of it. Camp was in chaos but humans still noticed that we had been behind it. Guards attacked us and we fought back to win some time, we made quite a team. When humans overpowered us and we were losing, we jumped to into demonic portal summoned by Kurrat and hid in the outside toilet. Humans were confused when Thrall's attack to camp started. After little rest we joined the battle from behind. I enjoyed burning our enemies.

We won and i joined the other orcs. I fought many battles and my hate grew bigger and bigger every time i saw how alliance treated my people.  I followed this new horde since founding of Orgrimmar. City didn't feel like home and clans feeled like a family. I was not interested in settling down with my own pig farm and blood-red fence...I decided to continue my journey and explore the world. I still visited Orgrimmar few times.

I become a hermit and saw lot's of things and met many people. In wilderness i trained myself and learned to survive even in bad situations. It was a lot easier to continue my experiments at warlock magic in wilderness. No watching and judging eyes. I visited ancient places to learn secrets of power. I introduced myself into many cultures and their ways, gained wisdom and knowledge. I even went to Dalaran to read their books when Lich King threatened the world. Kirin Tor was stupid enough to open their doors to everyone...

When Pandaria was revealed from the mists i wanted to travel there. New land full of forgotten knowledge and dark secrets! ... And alliances! I stopped my life as a hermit and joined back to Horde war machine. It was great way to get there and fight back alliance. In Pandaria, i got intrested in Sha. Strange elemental things with full of such a dark power.

And this is the present. I have seen many lands and many battles, i am learned user of fire and shadow.

I have returned back to among the Horde and i seek my part in it. We'll see where i'll find it.