The loud bellow of a rifle startled her,and woke her from a heat induced sleep,causing her to wonder what the noise was about..at first she was confused then the sounds from outside her house made their way inside, alerting her to the danger outside. Carefully she peered out of the window of her little hut,and gasped in horror..a line of trolls stood not far from her house,and everyone of them was bound and blindfolded.. before them stood a row of orcs,with rifles over seen by a Kor’kron overseer.
She watched in silent horror, her revulsion growing into silent anger as she saw one by one her brothers executed by the orcs; their crimes.. their unswerving loyalty to Vol’jin. Garrosh, had decided to make an example of his power,and used her people to exercise that power,by slaughtering them. It was bad enough he was carelessly tossing the lives of his allies away,in a senseless war.,now he was bringing the war to her people.. with their leader gone, Garrosh, had expected them to be broken,demoralized..little did he expect the very act that was supposed to break them..only united them..made them strong..However with most of their forces away, they simply weren’t strong enough to fight Garrosh’s Kor’kron..Their numbers too few, and too underarmed.. they expected to fail,they expected to die ..they expected to be overlooked and ignored..but to their surprise. the allies that Garrosh so callously considered as expendable, joined in on the trolls behalf.. thus incurring the wrath of the Warchief.
She was no match for the Kor’kron but she would help her people in other ways.. she just needed to find a way.