Stepping into these wild forests, at first glance one might be mesmerized the sheer beauty and natural power of this place. The trees of this area are immense. Only in the forests of Ashenvale are they so large.However, I can tell it's just a covering. Like a wolf who was fabled to wear a sheepskin to walk unnoticed amidst his pray, I feel something sinister beneath these vibrant forests. An evil more ancient and terrible than the Scourge, and also quite familiar as well.
Anyone who communes with the spirits of this world have heard the whispers of dread surrounding old, terrible evils from ancient times, forces that once shackled this world and held everything in a chaotic flux. The reopening of Ahn'Qiraj is still quite fresh on the minds of us all, and the horror that I smell here, seeping up from the soils, the trees, is very kindred to that ancient terror. It smells like it is awakening.
I push these thoughts to the back of my mind and ride on to Conquest Hold, our main outpost in this region. I have heard that the commander of this outpost, Conqueror Krenna, has a most dour reputation of governing these parts with an iron fist.
These young orcs that are gaining positions of power are growing more and more bold and furious. On one hand, I am glad to see their high spirits flourishing in such times of great need. Against enemies like the Scourge, the Alliance, and whatever might be sleeping under this land, they will make fine, brave warriors. However, I can see what High Overlord Saurfang is concerned about. We cannot let the lust for blood seep too deeply into the hearts of these young leaders, not unless we repeat the mistakes of the past and the Horde once again becomes a mindless engine of destruction.
We have no choice to go forward now and counter the banners of our enemies by raising our own, I just hope that the price we pay is one we can actually afford.
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