Spoiler:
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!
These fields are still my home, and I will defend my right to live here to the death. We are much the same, the Land of Winds and I...
We are Krokul. But we are not broken.
Your stories will always remain...
... as will your valiant hearts.