Title: The Battle of New Stormwind
Tags: ShortStory
Blog Entry: I awoke with a start, my dreams were of the nightmarish Orcs that once invaded the lands of Azeroth through the Dark Portal which lies deep in the Black Morass and has long been destroyed. I realize now that it was a metallic like thunder that had awoken me, so I got up and went to the window and thats when I saw them thousands of them coming over the horizon. It was one of the orcish clans, they had some how managed to raise themselfs up from the ashes of imprisonment. I thought to myself how could this be possible the Alliance destroyed the Dark Portal, which had given the orcs access into the lands of Azeroth years ago. This new and terrifying clan was steadly advancing over the horizon, screaming there war chants and slamming their mighty battleaxes against there shields preparing themselves for battle. I, who was still in disbelief at the window finally had come to my senses and ran outside to awaken the infamous knights of New Stormwind. As the knights prepared themselves for this new onslaught from the newly invading orcish clan, which even now has begun to advance on New Stormwind. As I looked up at this ever increasing threat I noticed that there was a massive orc leading the hordes of greenish hued brutes on their newest conquest, New Stormwind. This orcs armor was as black as the blackest nights yet it was reflecting the rays of the early morning sun, as I squinted my eyes I noticed that on the center of his breastplate was his clans crest. It was to crossed orcish axes with handles made of the finest ebony wood, there handles were wrapped in a red leather strap which hung loosely off the handles, both axes and double headed blades which were dripping red hot blood. This orc which was obviously leading this orcish clan was the first to enter the streets of New Stormwind and as he entered the first of New Stromwind's knights rushed to attacked him and tried in vain to cut down this orc, but before this brave knight could deliver his first blow this orc this supposed leader of this new orcish clan took his massive battleaxe and slammed it into the knights chest which resulted in cleaving the knight in half. As soon as this knights comrades saw that there fellow brother in arms had fallen to this wretched and vile orc, they rushed over to avenge there fallen comrade. The first, of these three brave knights rushed the orc swinging his sword wildly over his head in a brash attempt to strike at the orcs head to avenge his fallen brother in arms. The orc just simply side stepped to the left and slugged the the knight in face with a spiked fist and let out a screaming warcry which only made his troops all the more eager to wade into battle filling the streets of New Stormwind with the blood of its inhabitants. By this time the fallen knight was trying to get up while his asailent, the orc was standing over top of him staring down and viciously laughing at him as he sank his battleaxe into his head. My heart sank as I felt a third knight run whole heartedly into battle. This knight stopped in front of his fallen comrades and looked up at the orc and said, "Were my comrades have failed I shall find victory or I shall die trying, now arm yourself vile creature for your death is eminent." The orc looked at the knight and merely laughed as he grabed his axe out of the bloody knights skull and said, "You dare challenge me you pathetic human, you shall die by my axe you pathetic human." The knight laughed and thrusted his sword at the orc, but the orc countered with alarming speed which beguiled his hulking frame and slammed his axe home into the knights chest and laughed wickedly at him and said, "and you said my death was eminent, you pathetic human". Then the orc ripped his axe out of the knight and spun to his right and sliced off his head, the knights bloody head rolled towards me on the ground, the orc watched the head until it came to a stop at my feet. I was frozen to the spot of were I stood as I realized he was looking right at me. I couldn't move it was as if my legs were weighed down by a ton of bricks. The orc, this merciless and vile creature, had come running towards me and there was absoultly nothing I could possibly do. All I could was embrace death. When this orc got to were I was standing he didn't sink his battleaxe into my chest or head like he had done with the knights of New Stormwind, instead he grabbed me by the throat and lifted me off the ground, then he half growled and half spoke to me saying, "you pathetic little human go and tell the world that the Bloody Axes are coming and I Gilrok the Vile leader of the mighty Bloody Axes am the the one who has laid waste to this pathetic human city called New Stormwind. Tell the world that me and my clan shall make u puny humans pay with your blood for for enslaving us in those interment camps". After that was said he dropped me and started laughing, as quickly as I could I scrambled to my horse and rode out of New Stormwind forever to tell the world of this new Orcish Clan which is lead by a nightmarish orc by the name of Gilrok the Vile. As I rode out of New Stormwind my heart sank as I head the screams of the children of New Stormwind being thrown into the victory fires of the Bloody Axes. As I rode hard towards Grim Batol to tell my tale of the Bloody Axes I tried to harden my stomach as I tried not to breath the air which seemed to be laced with the smell of burning flesh which was undoubtably the helpless inhabitants of New Stormwind. Peasent of New Stormwind
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