Durotar... Dry... Barren.... Why am I here again?
The Valley of Trials... This is the place where young orcs and trolls come to prove their..man-hood...
And here we have a prime example of a young orc running around like he owns the place... one whom seeks to challenge the trials.
Sen'Jin Village, home of the few remaining Darkspear, Jungle Trolls without a land of their own that swore their lives to the Horde.
As I walk into the village, the sweet aroma of herbs and shamanistic medicine fill my nostrils, a group of trolls sitting in the corner toss a pair of bone dice across a wooden board and several of their children run rampant across the village, nearly knocking over an elderly witch doctor.
The Echo Islands... Once a place that the Darkspear called their own home, now taken over by a power hungry witch doctor whom refuses to conform to the Horde.
The Ruins of Tiragarde Keep, I remember the place as I view it from a distance... It was once a beautiful keep, bustling with soldiers of the Alliance... Myself once counted among those numbers.
Stalls line the small streets of Razor Hill as new adventurers run amok, bustling about in their hurry to make a name for themselves...*glances down* And here we have a fellow Sin'Dorei, no doubt about to beg me for a handout... New Adventurers these days....
And here we have the path from Razor Hill to Orgrimmar... It's a decent distance, sure am glad I brought some water.
The Gates of Orgrimmar... Home of the Orcs... Already... I can smell their stink.
And now I step into Orgrimmar.. The first thing to set my eyes upon.. The Valley of Strength... The center of commerce and transportation of the Horde.
The Drag... a small walkway within Orgrimmar that connects all the districts together.
The Cleft of Shadows, rugged and filthy.. the scent of concentrated herbs, chanting and silent chatter in the shadows... This is the place where the warcheif hides he dark side.. a disgusting little hole for warlocks and backstabbing rogues to cut their deals and remain hidden from the already blemished face of the Horde.
The Valley of Honor, a place where the warriors of the Horde gather en masse... Orcs, Trolls, Forsaken, Tauren and Blood Elves alike bustling about as they train and prepare for war in all it's forms.
The Valley of Wisdom... Home to the Warcheif... Enough said on this matter.
The Valley of Spirits, a small corner of Orgrimmar that is dedicated to the troll voodoo priests and shaman.
Xan'Tish..I believe is this fellow's name... He sold me my very first pet.
So far, so good.
