Conquest of the Horde

Nagrand... orcish speak for "Land of Winds"...

I remember walking these fields in peace. Without fear. Walking it while the world was whole and beautiful.

I remember the day I lost all of that. Betrayed by the neighbors we had the foolishness to call our "friends"! Everything I ever loved or cared for, lost to their selfish violence!

Now, I stand alone. I have nothing left to be taken from me. Nothing left to lose but my own life. My brothers and sisters have shunned me, and in turn I shall shun them back! I stand alone against this unforgiving world, as I should always done!

We are Krokul. But we are not broken.