(( Reposting from my guild website so I can finish it here. ))

The history of my people is a long and tragic affair. Much of what was recorded was lost under the boots of the hideous orc war-machine on Draenor. Through countless centuries my people fled the Burning Legion. Fled two who had once been our leaders, yet who sold their souls, and the souls of their people, into slavery in exchange for power. Only Velen and those few who would hear him and follow him escaped the same fate, yet a burning grudge against us continued to feed Kil’Jaeden. He pursued us for longer than many of the races upon this world could comprehend.

It was on Draenor, a beautiful world we dared to hope we could call home, that he found the willing – nay, eager- instruments of our destruction. The orcs.

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