Guild Master

Taskmaster - Complete Controll.

Nobility Ranks – These are members who have performed incredible feats for the Horde and/or The Emerald Flame.

Hand of Eitrigg – (RP) Officer Chat Read / Speak, Promote / Demote, Invite / Kick Member, View / Edit officer Note, Set MotD, Create Guild Event

Flame Keeper – (PvE) Officer Chat Read / Speak, Promote / Demote, Invite / Kick Member, View / Edit officer Note, Set MotD, Create Guild Event

Ashen Hand – (PvP) Officer Chat Read / Speak, Promote / Demote, Invite / Kick Member, View / Edit officer Note, Set MotD, Create Guild Event

Officer Ranks – The Task Master’s Officers. Their Word is the Word of the Taskmaster and shall be followed as such.

First  Sword – Officer Chat Read / Speak, Promote / Demote, Invite / Kick Member, View / Edit officer Note, Set MotD, Create Guild Event

Second Sword – Officer Chat Read / Speak, Promote / Demote, Invite / Kick Member, View / Edit officer Note, Create Guild Event

Member Ranks – Good standing members of the Emerald Flame task force.

Healer
Witch Doctor – Create Guild Event, Bank Tabs 1 and 2 Access – 99 Stacks/Day, Bank Tab 3 Access 1 Stack / Day

Tank
Honored Shield – Create Guild Event, Bank Tabs 1 and 2 Access – 99 Stacks/Day, Bank Tab 3 Access 1 Stack / Day

DPS
Emerald Warrior – Create Guild Event, Bank Tabs 1 and 2 Access – 99 Stacks/Day, Bank Tab 3 Access 1 Stack / Day

Trials - Newly joined members who are yet to prove themselves worthy.

Initiate - Can Speak in Guild Chat.

All members, new or old of the Emerald Flame can edit their Public notes. Please try to fill in your proffessions so your guild mates know who to turn to.

Please, when you RP and encounter other guilds, and you have to introduce yourselves, use the guild rank like <Your Name> <Rank> of the Emerald Flame.

ex : “I am Chanay Thunderhoof, Taskmaster of the Emerald Flame.”

We reached and questioned Zalazane but found nothing more than the ramblings of a mad troll.

Upon return to Master Gadrin, he confirmed that the Witch Doctor was indeed insane, driven mad by newly found powers.

Both Master Gadrin and I conclude that Zalazane is no real threat to Orgrimar, but Master Gadrin once again asks help in ridding the Echo Isles, Darkspear’s home of Zlazane’s influence.

We will proceed forward with the investigations, and will report as soon as we have news, as instructed.

Your servant,
Chanay of The Emerald Flame”

“Commander Eitrig,

Upon our failure to discover anything of importance on Echo Isles, Master Gadrin directed us to the shores of Stranglethorn Vale, to find and question Zanzil, allso called The Outcast.
Zanzil, as reported uses a concoction of his own making, to controll any whom he belives will help him reach his own goals. These goals are unknown so far.

We will report as soon as we have something worthy of your attention.

Your servant,
Chanay of The Emerald Flame”

“Commander Eitrigg,

I have news about the troll witch doctor Zanzil, The Outcast.

Along with the Priests Ingridor and Nyèmya, our newest adition to your task force have reached Zanzil’s sanctum on the eastern shore of Stranglethron.
We have encountered several agressive trolls and some walking dead, that were quickly disposed of. We believe that they were under the effect of Zanzil’s concoction. We were not able to get anything out of these wretches. They didn’t seem dangerous or aggressive at first but as soon as we tried to talk to them they attacked and we were forced to put them down.

We met with Zanzil himself and tried to question him but we were met with reluctance and eventually with force. We were again forced to take action and Zanzil ended up dead.

However, we found on his body clay tablet that i sent along with this letter. As you can see, the symbols on the tablet spell Gan’zulah, and there is a depiction of a cracked human skull.

Upon Ingridor’s request we paid a visit to the great arena of the Gurubashi, and to our surprise we found a fairly large group of trolls there.

We were greeted with some hostility at the begining but only after we found out that they were in the middle of a ritual of sorts and we were addressed by one of their supperior ranks.  Halazz, Second Warior of the Second Gurubashi Empire was the name and rank of the one who spoke to us.

We showed him the tablet we found and learned that Gan’zulah is the current leader of  the Bloodscalp troll Tribe.

According to Halazz, The Bloodscalps follow the old Hakkari cult. That information confirms Master Gadrin’s fears. The Hakkari are back. And the Hakkari were never good news. Halazz allso told me that the Hakkari have holed up in the ruins of Zul Gurub, their former capital, and that all the scouts and spies they sent have never returned.

We proceded further to Grom Gol where we met with an old witchdoctor, a troll who has helped me before, therefore can be trusted, and found out that the Skull symbol depicted on the tablet might represent the Skullsplitter tribe, a canibalistic troll tribe, currently lead by a vicious troll called Ana’thek the Cruel.

We allso learned that the Bloodscalps, located in North-East Stranglethorn Vale are constantly at war over dominance with the Skullsplitters, who dwell in the Eastern part of the vale.

This is all we know so far. I will remain in Stranglethorn with my men and investigate further.
Master Gadrin will want to know the tribes’ affiliation and weather they do or not serve the Hakkari Priests.

Your servant,
Chanay of The Emerald Flame”

“Spirits be witcha mon!
I be havin some disturbin’ news. Dunno if you kno this but every 6 years or so, all de trolls gather to Zuldazar, in the island of Zandalar, on da northern shores of Stranglethorn Vale. All da leaders of all da troll clans come an discuss thingz an to set da troll tribes straight for the next 6 years.

I be one of da envoys every time an i participated this time too.

There was no real talk an no real threats mon but from what i could gather from da meeting i be telin you one thing. Da Gurubashi remnants in da jungles of Stranglethorn been gatherin forces. Dey be working under da cover of black magic an puttin back together da cursed temple of Zul’Gurub.

I da not know what be happenin in dere as all da spies i sent never returned. Maybe your men wil have betta luck mon.

Your Friend, Gadrin. “

Commander Eitrigg needs information in order to assess the situation and devise a plan.

I propose we all meet with master Gadrin in Sen’Jin Village, request more informations from the esteemed witch-doctor and formulate a plan of actions.

Blood and Thunder!

The sun had well passed mid sky when Chanay reached Splintertree Post. He was never fond of flying on the winged beasts, and to fly through Ashenvale is one of the worse flying experiences ever, Chanay thought. He dismounts the pridewing a little light headed and takes a minute to regain his composture. He walks slowly to the middle of the camp and looks arround.

Hataq was allready there, siting on the ground lost deep in meditation, so Chanay leaves the paladin to his own and heads to the innkepper to buy some food and drinks. It will be a long day, the warior thought and he deffinetly fights better with something in his stomach.

He walks out of the inn and scouts the area again. The watch tower, that would be a good place to see the surroundings. The innkeeper mentioned earlyer that one can even see the lumber mill in a clear day from up there. Chanay climbs all the way up to the top floor tower and takes a long look around. The forest looks amazing. It’s like nothing you’ve ever seen before. Chanay had been here before but he could not get used to this place. The violet shade of the trees, the dimm blueish light even in high noon, and the sounds … it was like a whispered song. Everyone told him it was te wisps, the souls of the Night Elves bound to the forest. The … song, if you could call it that,  was creepy at best and was adding to the tauren’s unrest.

- Everything smells like the blasted night elves … Chanay tought out loud.
- You’ll get used ta it. An elderly guard Chanay din’t even notice, replies to his remark. At first, i felt like vomiting on every breath of air, but you get used to it eventualy. We all did…

The warrior smiles and nods at the guard then searches through his satchel and takes out a piece of parchment.

” Wariors of The Emerald Flame

Because of your resonant victory over the Dwarves of Bael Modan last week, the warchief allowed me to entrust you with a new assignment.

You have grown in the Warchief’s eyes so the pressure is even greater on your shoulders this time, as the matter is far more serious. There have been a number of suspicious deaths in the Warsong Lumber Mill.

The shaman in charge of the mill reported 2 peons dead, found withtin the mill’s boundaries and some others missing.

I personally do not trust those slackers over there to cross the street with my lunch. Guarding a mill against wolves is no battle training, and that made them weak, but most of them bribed the local elders i suppose and now live a lavish life in the elven forest.

Back to the matter at hand. You are to proceed with your group at the Warsong Lumber Mill and investigate the deaths of the peons and report back to me at once.

Failure is not an option Warrior! I want a culprit!
Strength and Honor! “

Chanay read the parchment once again and felt a sense of pride. The Emerald Flame had grown in the eyes of the warchief. Those words made him feel more proud than the day he mastered his first warrior charge.

- Oy Cow! What are you doing up there!! A growling voice yelled from the bottom of the tower.

It was Rulldar, the hunter, Chanay’s first companion and one of his Flame Keepers, as he called the upper ranks of The Emerald Flame.
Chanay smiles and jumps on his feet, making the wooden tower screech and crack under his weight. He salutes the old guard in the tower and climbs down.

Hataq joins the two and looks at Chanay witout saying a word. The warrior smiles and hands over the parchment to the paladin.

Rulldar starts reading over Hataq’s shoulder mumbling parts of what he reads.

-  Wariors of The Emerald Flame, [... mumble ...] over the Dwarves of Bael Modan last week, [... mumble ...] entrust you with a new assignment [... mumble ...] have been a number of suspicious deaths in the Warsong Lumber Mill… [... mumble ...] reported 2 peons dead, found withtin the mill’s boundaries and some others missing.

The orc stops reading, looks up at the warior and rubs his hands.

- So we are to look inta these killings eh? Schwartz here loves a hunt, he he he. The hunter says and pets his black lion.
- A new one eh ? Hataq asks Rulldar while handing over the parchment back to Chanay.
- Aye, he was hard to tame too. Strong will and strong body. The hunter removes his leather gauntlet and shows  3 deep wounds. Look at what the bugger did to me! Ruined a perfectly new pair of gloves and a tunic. But it was worth it. Just look at him. The goblins in ratchet fled in their shanties like mad when i walked in to town with him. Apparently he had his lair somewhere close and they had encountered him before, he he he, and not in a friendly way.
-Ha ha ha ha ! You’ve had worse than that from your first dog Rulldar, Chanay says laughing loud with his resonant tauren voice.

- Salama Ashalanore friends! I’m sorry I’m late …. again ….

The 3 turn their heads and spot Dorthe, the young paladin. He just landed at the post.

- Earthmother’s blessings upon you, young one … You look good. How does the fight against the undead go in Tranquilien? Chanay asks with a calm voice.
- We are holding them back for now. But as i left a runner arrived with some bad news … i think. The Magistrix looked really upset. I will check back again after we are done here and see what the message was about. Dorthe answered with a worried figure.

Hataq looked with compassion at Dorthe. He left Silvermoon a long time ago and had only little news of what was going on. He did keep some contacts but now he was focused on other tasks. There are more than enough capable blood elves in Silvermoon he thought. And besides, if there was real trouble, he would hear the call and help in any way he could at once.

- Good, good … Chanay said. Let us get ready and leave for the Lumber Mill then.

The four wariors mount up and slowly make their way towards the east, to the Warsong Lumber Mill. After a short while they encounter a couple of strange totems on the road side. They look like scared twisted heads, with burning eyes.
Chanay shakes his shoulders to get rid of the chilly sensation on his spine and hits his kodo’s flank to go forward.

- There’s more than Night Elves in this forest … Rulldar says. Look at the beast, he feels uneasy.
- You seem to have gained better controll over him though. The other one seemed more rebellious. Hataq points out smiling.
- You live and learn boyo. Live .. and learn … Rulldar says looking at the black lion.

The group reaches the entrance to the lumber mill. It is much much larger than Chanay imagined. They dismount and start walking by foot, making their way to the large fortified building in the middle of the camp.

As they walk towards he building, the ground starts to shake and rumble. Chanay looks to his right and takes a step back. A large goblin contraption with huge circular saw blades  attached to it’s arms crosses the road straight in front of the group.

- Hey! Be careful you oafs! I’m trying to get some work done here! The little green goblin manning the machine yells from the top of the thing. What are you standing there like idiots! Haven’t you seen a Shredder before ?
- My apologies! Chanay yells in order to cover the infernal ticking and rumbling the shreder makes. And no … i haven’t seen one THIS big yet. The contraptions in Ratchet are much smaller.
- Yeah well Ratchet is ratchet. We had to adapt these for the size of the trees here! The goblin yells and puts the shreder in motion again. Just be careful! This thing can cut you in half and i wouldn’t even feel it he heeeee!

- Real inventive these goblins. Hataq says looking at the machine disappearing behind a large pile of tree trunks.
- Well you should know! Rulldar says to Hataq. You study engineering if i remember correctly. Goblins are masters of that trade. I even heard they made mechanical pets of sorts .. squirels, chickens, exploding sheep … things like that. Crazy bunch of bastards if you ask me, but they have their use. All their explosives helped a lot when Thrall started the construction of Orgrimar.
- Indeed … Hataq replies. Indeed …

The four enter the courtyard of the large building overseeing the lumber mill and salute the guards.

- Earthmother’s blessings on you friends! Where might i find the one in charge here! I am sent with business by the Warchief.
- Greetings to ya mon! One of the guards says with the distinct slang of the Darkspear trolls. Da bossman is inside! And points with his head at the large building. Jus go in da main room mon… can’t miss it. And with that he turns his back on the group, leans on his spear and resumes his watch.

- Let’s go. Chanay says and gestures with his thumb to the others.

They enter the massive stone building, adorned with the traditional tusks   of the orc buildings. It sort of reminds Chanay of a barracks … but a little different. They walk through the narrow corridors and reach the large middle room.

- Why do they have so many guards i wonder? Dorthe says looking around and studying the guards’ faces.
- There is a constant battle here, with the Night Elves. The Silverwing Sentinels i belive they call themselves. I participated in a battle against them once. Both sides hire swords and magic and unleash hell in the valley over yonder. I really think it’s more of a test for the fighters than a real war… I mean … if it was a war … by now … one side would have conquered the other… No ?, … But these battles go on since i was a calf … Chanay says with a nostalgic face. We won that day. I even got a commendation. He says and he takes out a stone tablet from his pouch. Look here!

- Let’s get on with it, Dorthe says, I’m itching to go back to Tranquilien.
- You are right Dorthe, let’s get on with our business.

Chanay heads over to the orc woman in the middle of the room and addresses her on a formal voice.

- Strength and Power!
- I was expecting you Warrior! The orc woman says with a smile. The spirits showed me your arrival.
- Oh, a seer you are then. Chanay concludes with a puzzled face.
- Well don’t you think a seer is needed in order to … keep an eye on this place? The orc says with a grin.
- Then .. maybe you can tell us what happened to them peons … seer. Rulldar barks in a quite disrespectful tone.
- Well Hunter, if i could .. i would … but that’s just it. I normally see everything arround here. And i can keep an eye on every orc troll or goblin, guard or lumber worker around. But something clouds what happened to those two. That’s why i requested help. We have had dead before. But i have seen them every time. Wolves, night elves, i saw them all. Some i saw before they happened, and was able to prevent … some .. i saw after … But these two … are shrouded .. and i get a head ake every time i try to look into it…

Rulldar takes half a step back, realizing his tone was a little uncalled for.

- So where would you have us start looking. Hataq asks shifting his weight from one foot to another.
- Yes, tell us where you found the bodies, and we will go take a look around. Chanay says
- Take the road you came here on and follow it. You will reach the South Bridge. On the left, just near the bridge there is a big bundle of trunks. I stopped all operations in that area, pending your arrival.
- Very well then. We will proceed … Thank you for your time Seer, and Earthmother be with you.
- And with you tauren. I will await word from you … or your master.

And with that the group walks out of the room and heads out of the building.
At the courtyard entrance they encounter a slim beautiful blood elf woman wearing white and blue robes, who’s eyes were looking for Chanay.

- Are you Chanay of The Emerald Flame? The blood elf aks.
- I am, … and you are ? Chanay asks with a raised brow.
- My name is Loun. I am a Sin’Dorei Mage. The Blood Elf says with a proud voice. Still in training, but a Mage none the less. I have orders from Eitrigg here to join you on your mission. She says and hands over to Chanay a scroll locked with Eitrigg’s seal.
- That would be Commander Eitrigg to you, elf, Chanay says while reading the scroll, … and …. The Emerald Flame welcomes you.

Hataq looks at Dorthe with a silly grin on his face, and nods a couple of times. Dorthe does the same.

- Let me put you up to speed on our progress then Loun, Chanay says. We are here to investigate the suspicious deaths of two peons. The Overseer of the lumber mill indicated that the bodies were found near the south bridge … and we are heading there now.
- Then what are we waiting for, Hataq says while jumping on his riding bird. Let’s get a move on before it gets dark.

The rest mount up and follow the road south looking around at the mill. The goblin was right. They had to adapt the shredders to the enormous trees in Ashenvale. The palms in Ratchet are mere twigs compared to these giants.

- There it is. The Bridge! Rulldar says. Let’s spread out and look for clues to what might have happened here.
- Indeed hunter… have your beast sniff around. I’ll go talk to those guards over by the bridge and see what they know. The rest of you … spread out! Chanay orders.

Chanay points to one of the guards and calls:

- You there! Guard! Come here for a second. I need to ask you some questions.
- What is it now ? I’m tired of all the questioning. I already told the Overseer that i know nothing of the deaths. We found them in the morning and we heard or saw nothing all night. What else do you want from me?!? The guard replied nervously. An i’ll tell you what i told the seer! We didn’t beat or torture no peon either! Those burn marks were there to begin with.
- What burn marks. The Seer didn’t mention any burns.
- Well … ehm … the peons were burned. As if they were grabbed with …. a hot metal gauntlet … or something. The guard replied with a confused face. So .. you are not here to give us a hard time? You are just looking to see what happened ?

- Chanay! Over Here!
- That’s Dorthe… Everyone gather! Dorthe found something! Chanay yells and starts runing towards the lumber pile where Dorthe is kneeled down.
- What is it? What have you found ? Rulldar asks.
- Take a look at this stone. I think it might mean someting. Dorthe says handing the stone over to Chanay
- A stone? You found a STONE ? Bhahahaha! Hataq laughs pointing a finger at Dorthe.
- Settle down Hataq! Chanay quickly puts the paladin in his place. Look at this. There are runes scribbled on this stone. Dorthe was right to call it to our attention.

Dorthe stands and puts his hands on his hips and puts on a victorious smile.
- Tolllld ya!

- Rulldar, have your beast sniff this a bit. Tell me if it senses anything. Chanay says handing the stone to the hunter.

- Ere boy! Take a look at this! Rulldar taunts his pet and puts the stone under it’s nose.
The lion takes a sniff and cowers leting out a loud roar.
Everyone takes a step back and grab their weapons.

- Is that thing tamed well orc!! Hataq screams at Rulldar! I will chop it down right here if it tried anything!
- Be quiet fool! Rulldar yells.

Hataq takes a step forward still gripping his sword’s hilt.

- It’s demons… Rulldar says. I’m sure of it! I never saw the beast acting like this since i was near Aerie Peak in the Barrens.
- Demons … Demons ? … What would demons be doing here? Chanay asks, talking to himself.
- I do feel a kind of slight tint in the air, Loun says. I didn’t know what to make of it so i didn’t say anything… But it’s there.

- Guard! Chanay yells, turning towards the guards at the bridge.
- Yes sir? The Guard answers. What is it ? Didja find anything ?
- Nevermind that. Tell me … have you seen anything that seems amiss arround here? Anything that you find weird … not belonging to this place?
- Well sir … i never told this to anyone else, b’cuz they will say i’m mad and throw me out of the camp, but .. i seen some really eerie lights at night … over there, an he points to the hill just over the bridge. An there is this whispering… all da time … during the night…
- Then THAT is where we’ll go! Chanay says and makes a circular sign with his hand in the air, signaling the group to gather.

Chanay goes first across the bridge and the group follows closely. They all regroup on the other side.

- Tread carefully men, we don’t know what lurks in these woods. The warrior says scouting the surroundings.
- I … I don’t feel quite right sir … i think i’m sick .. or something. Dorthe says holding a hand on his forehead.
- Get over here and stop your whining boy! You are a paladin for Earhmother’s sake!
- That’s just it Chanay … he is a paladin. If there are really demons here, they might affect him. Loun says. I will cast a protective dampening spell on you Dorthe. Should help.

The mage describes a large circle in the air with her staff and mumbles something in elvish. The air arround the paladin seems to squeeze arround him and a light chime sound comes from his armor.

- It’s a magic dampening spell. It will surpress .. to some level any magic attack of any kind coming your way …. but unfortunately that inclides healing. So be careful..
- Thanks Loun. It does feel easier to breathe.

The group moves forward to the hill pointed out by the guard at the bridge. As soon as they are on top, all of them stop in awe. On the other side of the hill, they find a nerve shattering sight.

Staring at them is a large rock elemental, bound together by green fire, and besides it, a female … sort of creature, with wings like a bat, and hooves and horns, sort of like a draenei woman but … evil … plain evil.

- Infernaaaaaaal! Loun screams and starts describing circles in the air with her staff, gathering the energies in the air and channeling them in a burning orb, which she releases at the elemental. Then casts another, and another bolt. The fire bolts strike the infernal and in return it roars with a hellish voice. It starts walking towards the mage, shaking the ground and burning the grass it walks on with every step.

- For the Horde! Chanay yells and charges the Infernal with his shield forward, striking him with all his momentum, and causing it to take a step back.

Rulldar points to the she demon, marking it as the beast’s target, and the lion springs with a bellowing roar towards the fiend, as the hunter releases an arcane imbued arrow that hits the demon allmost instantly.

The paladins rush over to the infernal with their large swords in their hands!
- By light be clensed! Hataq screams as he consecrates the ground beneath the demons.
- Haaaammer of JUSTICE! Dorthe screams as he drops an ethereal mallet on the Infernal, magicaly stuning the demon for a second.

The succubus falls down screaming and gives it’s last breath, her chest filled with arrows. The lion swiftly returns to the hunter’s side.
Rulldar prepares another arcane arrow, aims at the infernal’s head, but as he is just about to release it, the elemental’s fire dissapears and the rocks fall lifesly on the ground.

- Foul, wretched … ugly spawns of hell! Chanay says poking the rocks with his hoof.
- That’s not all of them warior … Loun says. Demons are never alone … and they always always have a master nearby. They cannot exist unbound. They are summoned into our plane and kept on a short leash.
- So what you are saying is that this master you speak of is behind the killings of the peons? Hataq asks with a confused face.
- We will find out brothers… We will go after him .. or her, and we will find out. Chanay says gripping his mace and looking arround for more threats.

The group make thei way slowly deeper in to the forest, fighting demons as they move. Their first crushing victory gave them strength and now they hit mercilessly upon the unholy beings infesting the woods.
They reach a stony hill, with a pass in the middle. This place looks so tainted with the darkness of the demons that even the light seems not to pierce through. There is an ever present mist everywhere, that blocks their vision and fills their nostrils with a sickening smell.

- It feels like the very live is being sucked from my veins by this place … Chanay says.
- It is truly an evil place. Dorthe says. I have to concentrate with every ounce of conviction i got not to let the darkness get to me. I … i’m scared. I never saw anything like this in my life before. And our tutors never warned us that we might encounter such places … or beings.
- Keep it together Dorthe. Hataq encourages his brother paladin. We are going in, no doubt. Can you imagine the threat this place poses. So close to the lumber camp …. so close to Orgrimar. Why have they been gathering here? Why ?
- Why indeed? Chanay asks. We’ll find out. Let’s move!

And the group slowly advances in the pass. After a short walk, leaving behind a trail of succubus and infernal corpses they reach a large clearing, with a majestic monument in the middle.

- I need a moment to rest. Dorthe says. The darkness is really getting to me

Loun casts the dampening spell again on Dorthe.
- Here! It lasts only for a short while. I casted it again.

- Drink this! Chanay says, and throws Dorthe a vial. It’s a tonic. Should make you feel better!

Dorthe drinks the vial and jumps on his feet visibly feeling refreshed.
- By the Sunwell! I forgot!
And kneels, puts his sword in front of him, lays his forehead on his sword then starts praying.
- Holy powers, give me and my friends the Might to fight these demons and bring light back into this place! Bless us with your kindness and your might! And with the final words he raises his sword to the sky.

Immediately everyone in the group feels a rush in their blood.

- I feel like i can split one of those infernals with just a swing of my mace! Chany says. What did you do boy?
- It is a blessing of might warrior. It will give us holy strength to fight on these demons.

- Be careful! Rulldar yells as he performs a long jump back. He strings his bow and releases a poisoned arrow.

The arrow hits straight in the chest of a huge blue demon that looks almost like a human but much larger. It wears a gold and steel armor, wields a huge mace and there are large bony spikes coming out from his back and shoulders.

- A Felguard! Strike it with all you got!! Loun yells while releasing fire bolt after fire bolt.

The melees quickly surround the demon, the paladins both start casting their seals in order to suppress the monster’s darkness while Chanay roars and stomps the ground using his Thunderstomp, keeping the attention of the demon.

With a final fire bolt, the mighty demon falls to the ground.

- Stay on your toes! There might be more! Chanay yells. Scout the area!

The group moves around the obelisk in a tight defensive formation until they reach the corpse of the fallen felguard again.

- I guess it’s safe. Rulldar says, but gestures to his beast to stay alert and to attack any enemy.
- I guess so. Hataq replies. That was intense. You know … i really feel that this kind of fights is what we trained for. wAnd then looking down, talking more to himself than to the group. I mean … all my skills and all my knowledge was not meant for boars and beasts in the wild. Did you see that thing being crushed by our Hammers of Justice. Did you see how the seals affect them? It’s like the seals were specificaly designed for demons … i wonder how they work on undead ….
- I have fought the undead at Tranquilien. The selas work exactly the same on them too. Dorthe replied nodding at Hataq.

- Do either of you know what is is? Chanay asks pointing at the obelisk.
- Doesn’t seem familiar … Rulldar says and he dims his eyes in order to take a better look at the monument.
- It should. Chanay says in awe. This is the place where Grom Hellscream, the brother of the Warchief ended the orc’s slavery to the demons. This is where he fought the demon Manoroth, and where he died, for all orc kind to be free.
- I have heard this story countless times, but i never thought that this place was so close to home. Rulldar says standing up.

- I know from an old crone in Bloodhoof village, that this place was sealed with magic, in order to protect it, and it’s surroundings from the taint Manoroth’s blood could spread. But we are here … and the demons are here … that can only mean that the seals have been removed. Broken by someone from the outside.

Chanay takes a step back and contemplates the obelisk, his hand stroking his beard.

- This explains the demonic contamination. Loun says. Manoroth’s blood must have been like a beacon for all these lesser demons. It must have provided them a powerful catalyst to enter this realm.
- How DO you know so much about demons Loun? Rulldar asks looking inquisitive at Loun.
- We are blood elves, orc! Don’t give me that look. We thirst for the arcane and so many of our brothers have fallen seduced by the promises of demons. We are trained! We are taught! We are prepared. We know what’s out there and we know how to send them back! You think your people suffered because they were slaves to these demons ? Know that we feel a hunger that no food and no drink can quench. Know that we are slaves to our own addiction … for as long as we live. There is no slaver to drive us with a burning whip. The slaver is my own being. Try living with THAT … then give me that condescending look.
- I apologize, i never meant to … accuse you .. i just wondered how you know. Rulldar replied with a confused face.

Chanay pats Rulldar’s shoulder gently and smiles.

- Now we know, Loun. Now we know.

- Hey what are those shining stones over there ? Hataq asks pointing to a small obelisk near what seems to be the foot of a ramp on a side wall.
- I didn’t notice those. Chanay answers. Let’s give it a look.
- Look, there is another one up there! Dorthe replies.

Guild: The Emerald Flame
Affiliation: Orgrimar
Title: Group Leader

Race: Tauren
Class: Warrior
Professions: Miner/ Blacksmith
Age: 28
Sex: Male
Hair: Auburn/Black
Eyes: Blueish
Weight: 220 kg
Height: 2,4 m

Alignment: Chanay will follow the will of the Warchief Thrall. Be it good or evil, it is his mission and his life’s honor.

Garments/Armour: Chanay wears whatever will protect him better in battle but for all the ceremonies he wil always wear his ceremonial shield, given to him by Ruga upon one of his warrior trials. It is one of his most prized possessions and a testament to his dedication and faith in the tauren ways.

Other:

Personality: As a warior, Chanay is tough, he has seen many battles and knows the world is full of evil, and that made him a little distrustful and cold at first sight.  He will always jump head on in a battle as if he completely disregards his life, but that is not true. Chanay is confident in his abilities and knows when and where to strike. As a Tauren he is quiet, mostly keeps to himself. Only speaks when there is something worth while saying, but once you warm up to him, he will become your best friend.

History: Chanay is one of the many children of Thunderbluff. He chose like so many others, who didn’t feel the call of the spirits, the path of the warior, mainly because he was never really … friendly with animals so he figured he would not be a good hunter.
Upon his 19th birthday he received a letter, as a gift from his father. The letter was from Comander Eitrigg. That letter changed his life and gave him a purpose, and made him what he is today, the leader of The Emerald Flame.

The young tauren warrior walked with apparent calm, knowing that there is no further need to make the rest nervous. He arrives and after checking the surroundings sits down and lights a twig fire. He was hungry, he traveled almost a  full day all the way from the Thousand Needles and he knew not if the others would even have the guts of showing up and face their punishment. As the situation presented itself .. he stood alone. But as he finished the thought a familiar voice called from behind ..

- Ey bossman .. what you be doin ere …
- Greetings Razzun. Earthmother’s blessings upon you … I am waiting for the others.
- Ya mon ..

And there was silence for a while.
Razzun was a hunter, troll hunter. Almost as tall as Chanay himself, slim, with an athletic figure, his muscles carved on his blueish icetroll skin.

- Think da big boss gonna hurt us mon ? Razzun asks scratching his beard.
- I don’t know Raz mate .. i really don’t know … We failed .. and that is definitely going to earn us some pain, but i can’t say more ..

Orgrimar is wonderous at dusk. Smells of roasted meat, sounds of shields and weapons all arround as merchants in the main valley close down shops, the cheers and laughter of a couple of drunken orcs in the inn reach all the way to the young ones and give them a soothing atmosphere.

Suddenly a wolf’s how’s pierces their ears and from a cloud of dust another warrior of the Emerald Flame emerges. It was Rulldar, the orc hunter riding a black wolf. Walking besides him was a white beast. One of a kind. Some say that rulldar used a ruse to trick and tame this wonderous beast. Echeyakee was it’s name, given by the tauren, it means King of the savanna cats. Now it walks at the side of the orc, obedient, looking for it’s master’s commands.

- Blood and Thunder brothers! I have arrived!
- Earthmother’s blessings upon you brother. Have a sit at my fire. There are still more to come.

The orc nods, dismounts and sits by the fire. His beast lays down behind him  almost surrounding him in a protective manner.

Soon more joined the small group. Dorthe the young blood elf Paladin, and Blackhornet the tauren hunter.
They squabbled amongst themselves for a while, trying to throw blame, yelling at one another up to the point when out of the blue Razzun starts moving his body, left and right, front and back, then a kick in the air, a swing of his long leg, claps his hands and the famous troll dance is on …
All look amazed at the blue figure, jumping and throwing kicks in the air. He is indeed a sight to behold, the agility, the finesse, the precision. They all betray the troll’s deadly skills in battle. For the troll’s dance is not just a dance. It is a series of moves, they are taught as young children that will be the basis of their fighting techniques!

- Silence! And stop acting like a gorilla! Chanay’s voice thunders and echoes in the narrow crag that links the western Orgrimar gate to the Valley of Strength. Do you really feel like DANCING Razzun? Have you forgotten why we are here?
- Sarry mon .. that be jus’ ma way of dealin’ wit tough momentz. I meant no dizrespect mon .. i be stopin’ now. And with that he sits himself on a large boulder, at a fair distance, just to be sure that he is not within the tauren’s reach.

- It’s not even my fault! I was not told what to do! Dorthe, the young blood elf complains all of a sudden.
- How is it not your fault? Chanay asks with an irritated voice. Did you not know about the Bounty Hunt our chieftain has given to us ?
- I did but i thought ..
- You did! Chanay thunders again. And you did nothing! Now we will face the punishment for our failure.

The blood elf slowly looks at the ground and lets out a long sigh.

- Now line up and follow me maggots! The tauren yells as he starts walking towards the Valley of Wisdom.

All the group gathers at the entrance to Thrall’s throne room. Chanay is spitting orders lining up the group.

- Quiet! Stand silent you lot! We will walk in there, and we will face whatever punishment our lord has instored for us. Face this ordeal proudly, like a member of the horde! Do not speak unless you are spoken to, and for Earhtmother’s sake do not barge in there like a band of crazed centaur!

The group moves slowly inside the throne room under the suspicious eyes of the Kor’Kron Elite, the warchief’s guards and the best fighters the orc nation has to offer. They walk skittishly and line up in front of Eitrigg who doesn’t even seem to notice them. All kneel before Eitrigg and look down.

- My lord … , Chanay says with a choked voice and looking at Eitrigg’s feet. Clears his throat, looks up at the Commander and speaks again. My lord we have arrived. I am sure that by now you know, that the wretches that we are, have not completed your orders, and the beasts you commanded dead, stay unharmed…
- Of course i know you pile of meat! Eitrigg barks between his teeth. What i want to know is why? Why do they still live.

The young tauren feels a cold chill passing through his spine that makes all the hair on his back stand straight like a quillboar’s hide. He raises up at full height and walks up to the commander’s side.

- What do you have to say for yourselves … warriors of the Emerald Flame. Chanay spits out the last part of the sentence as if it made him sick.

Razzun raises his head and speaks:

- I be not strong enuff ta fight dem beasties mon!
- Is that so ? Chanay asks with his brow up, feeling a little relieved because the commander’s wrath now seems directed at the group in front of him.
- Ya mon! Dat’s how it iz. Razzun went to da nightelves border an got scared of da beasties dat he saw in dere. Dere be no beasties like dat in all da Barrens mon .. an Razzun got scared …

Chanay moves his gaze on Rulldar, leans a bit to the front and asks:

- What about you Rulldar? What is YOUR excuse?

The orc lifts himself off the ground and moans while doing so.
- I have no excuse commander. I was nearly killed by the hypogriph. I fought and lost. I brought shame on my name and trade by living to stand in front of you.

Chanay examines the orc carefuly and notices the linnen bandages hidden by the hunter’s leather armor. The tauren then looks down.

- I was not aware of that … he says with a saddened quivering voice. You could have said ..
- I’ve heard enough! Eitrigg barks again, his gutural voice giving chills again to all sitting in front of him. Leave this room! Only your … leader will stay. I have a word with him.

All rise up and leave the room quietly. Rulldar looks over his shoulder and sees Chanay take a step down and kneel before the Commander. He tries to swallow but his mouth is all dried up. Turns his head forward and leaves the room looking down. He can hear the chuckles of the guards directed at the group. It was a gloomy day that will stain the reputation of the Emerald Flame forever. They had failed.

Minutes later Chanay walks out limping on his right leg and holding his hand on his ribbs. When he arrives near the rest of the group, the pyres at the foot of the staircase cast light upon his face.

- Ya lip be trashed mon. Yar nose too. Bossman ruffled ya up good … mon. Razzun says allmost whispering
- I know … I know … i was BLOODY THERE When the fists started flying around me! Chanay barks with fire in his eyes.
- We should have been punished along with you! Dortha says, taking a step forward from the group. The blood elf’s eyes glow with a bright greenish light.

Chanay grabs his tauren ritual shield and adorns it on his back, sets his belt straight and arranges his mace to his hip, pulls his gauntlets up to fit his hands all right and tilts his head left and right making his neck crack loudly.

- It wasn’t all bad though. Lord Eitrigg said he actualy expected us to fail …
- How’s that? Blackhornet, who stood silent all this time asks.
- Those were his words … Chanay says looking at the ground, drawing a line with his hoof in the dust. He said the whole hunt was designed so we would fail. So that we would know the taste and shame of defeat. That if we would have tried to hunt those murderous beasts we would be dead, or like Rulldar, all bandaged up. At least he was lucky he had his beast looking after him.

Everyone is quiet, listening to the tauren with stunned expressions.

- However, now we have a new task. A real task this time. It is what we have been preparing for brothers…

All the warriors raise on their feet and gather in front of Chanay anxious to find out what their new quest is.

- We are to proceed in the southern Barrens, close to the blasted quillboar hole Razorfen. The warchief’s spies report that a Dwarf settlement has emerged. Apparently they have been digging in secret for quite a while now. Those tunnel rats. They are no better than Kobolds …

- So do we kill em all mon? Razzun Asks impatiently.
- We are to see what they are up to. Even speak to their leaders if it’s possible. But if we are met with force, then we are to respond in the same way. If they threaten us in any way … Wipe them out.

Chanay pauses for a second and raises his eyes to the sky.

-Those are Eitrigg’s orders, that is the will of the Warchief, and we WILL obey. Then with a ceremonial voice he yells:

- Warriors of the Emerald Flame! Mount up! We ride!

The Hunted, and The Rules are the following.

• The Hunt begins Friday, March 5, at 20.00 and ends on Sunday March 7, at 20.00. After the closing hour all claims are void.
• The First to bring me any trophies receives the bounty.
• As soon as a trophy is shown to Chanay in a player to player Trade window, i will inform the guild and set it up on the calendar and the blog.
• All decisions on this event are made by Chanay and will not be argued.

Ursangous

A grizzly bear in Ashenvale! It has been terrorising the merchants and travelers using the Tallondeep Path linking Ashenvale to Stonetallon Mountains! Bring his paw to Chanay and receive 5 gold pieces for the deed!
Condition: You must be Level 21 or below when you present the trophy, otherwise the bounty is forfeited.

Shadumbra

Is a large nightsaber that roams the forests of Ashenvale and seems to have developed a taste for horde blood.  Senani Thunderheart belives that she was trained by the blasted night elves of Darnassus to kill and thin our numbers in the forest. Bring her head to Chanay and receive 5 gold pieces for the deed.
Condition: You must be Level 24 or below when you present the trophy, otherwise the bounty is forfeited.

Sharptallon

Is a mighty hippogryph that roams the valley south of Splintertree post. It is guilty of a number of deaths among the guards of Splintertree post, several peons missing from the Warsong Gulch lumber mill and we received intelligence from the undead rogues of Dor’Danil Barrow that the hipogryph is receiving food and ailments from night elves. Again , we belive that the beast is trained by Darnassus. Bring the beast’s claw to Chanay and receive 5 gold pieces.
Condition: You must be Level 26 or below when you present the trophy, otherwise the bounty is forfeited.

Blood and Thunder brothers and sisters of the flame!

PS:  Korlak tells me that Senani Thunderheart at Splintertree Post is also  interested in the trophies of this hunt. Wether you win or not this bounty you should take the trophies to her and receive a reward.

- What bothers you Eitrigg? Why are you so quiet?
- I am hesitant to speak warchief … Eitrigg says with a gutural voice.
- You know you can always speak your mind with me brother. What broods you so.
- Well, if you insist … my concerns are about the growing threat coming from Ashenvale and the Thousand Needles.
- Explain, says Thrall

Eitrigg looks to the left and right to make sure there is no one else too close in the room that might overhear.

- I been thinking warchief, … i been thinking of them Night Elves, and their alies. I don’t like them one bit! I received a gret deal of reports of peons being attacked, guards gone missing. Cairne’s men confirm, this happens to them too more than often … The Aliance is encroaching us Warchief …
- Stop Eitrigg! Thrall says with a raised brow, I know where this is going and i am NOT going to risk starting a war just because of peons and guards being attacked.

Vol’jin looks at Eitrigg with interest but remains silent.

- You missunderstand me warchief. I merely want to propose some preparations. N .. not only because of the Alliance threats, the Horde has many enemies…

Thrall shifts his weight from his left to his right foot, and gestures the orc to continue.

- I made some arrangements with all our allies’ captains to send young ones to be trained. If you agree to this  that is …
- Trained as what ? Thrall asks, with some interest in his voice.
- As whatever they are good at warchief, warriors, hunters, shamans, and even warlocks. You know that i always encouraged the young ones to follow their calling …
- Don forget da rogues an da druids mon .. dey be powerful fighters if de situation requires it. Vol’jin says with a smile on his face leting Eitrigg understand that he will most likely second his plan.
- The training of the young ones is a good plan old friend. Thrall says with relief in his voice. I do agree to this.
Ambassador Dawnsinger smiles and nods at Thrall
- It is a wise decision warchief. It is good to be prepared for anything.
- I took the liberty of telling some of the young ones, to start recruiting for this force. They are called The Emerald Flame and they will answer of course answer to your command.
- You did well Eitrigg. You did well … You had me worried for a minute there but you did well .. like always. Now let’s get back to business… What shall we do about those new insects that emerged in the southern Barrens ? …