Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Hillsbrad Foothills is a place that holds many secrets.

For example, the mysterious but high-profile Ravenholdt Manor is located in the mountains to the north of the hills.

Another example is the hills. There is a highland at the intersection of the Alterac Mountains and the Silverpine Forest called Caolan's Dagger. There is a camp set up by the mages of Dalaran to observe and monitor the elements in the Alterac Mountains. strength.

There is another unknown place in the hilly area. Just off the southwest coast, there is an island that is shrouded in clouds and fog all year round. People on the seaside say that the island is inhabited by terrible creatures. Anyone who dares to get close to it will be inexplicable. Missing.

As a result, it has been a shunned spot for fishermen in the hills for the past few years. There are even outrageous rumors that man-eating dragons live on the island.

However, the truth is not that mysterious, not that fantastic, and not that attractive.

That island does hold secrets, but they're not good ones.

It is an island of exile.

In official league records, this place is called Atonement Island.

As the name suggests, the island is imprisoned for those who need to atone for their sins.

Because there are many reefs near the island, the wind and waves are very strong, and the sea fog is shrouded all year round, so prisoners imprisoned here are completely dead ends if they want to jump into the sea to escape.

In the decades since Atonement Island was used as a penal colony, no one has been able to leave there alive. It was once used to imprison the most heinous criminals from various countries, as well as some political prisoners with mysterious origins.

But after the orc war began, there was only one type of prisoner left on this island: traitors!

Those rebels who defected and disarmed during the orc war, acted as internal agents for the orcs, and escaped on the battlefield, as long as they did not die on the battlefield, would be thrown here to fend for themselves.

This is a cruel place. The Alliance doesn't even have a warden here. The idea is to turn a blind eye and let these guys who have died ten thousand times die on their own.

The fact is indeed as expected by the senior officials. One year after the end of the war, only ten of the prisoners who were exiled here survived. Few of them jumped into the sea and drowned, and most of them died of cannibalism.

Those who survive are the worst of the wicked, the lunatics of the lunatics, and the butchers of the butchers. Once released, most of them will become potential new stars in Azeroth's crime scene.

It's a pity that there are only a few people who know about this place, and those who know have absolutely no intention of coming here to recruit talents. Even when Ravenholdt needs dead soldiers, he doesn't look down on the bastards here.

Today, the remaining bastards on Atonement Island welcomed a wave of guests.

Then they were massacred.

Those disgusting things actually eat their own kind. What's cooking in that pot makes an orc like me feel sick! They deserve to die ten thousand times!

Warchief Red was still bruised and swollen, but his injuries were much better than last night. The old orc Ner'zhul made an exception and treated him. The orcs' witch doctor heritage was still very powerful.

He was holding his black-hand warhammer and commanding his Three Black Stone Warriors to throw the corpses of the fallen who had just been hacked to death into the sea.

At the same time, he also asked Xie Yan to set a fire and burn this place full of depravity.

Boy, what are you looking at?

Black Hand's angry instigation and the collusion with Evil Eye made the young orc Thrall who had just joined them very curious. He now changed into an orc hunting suit and was looking at the war chief.

This gaze was immediately noticed by Red.

The latter turned around and bared his teeth at Sal fiercely.

Although Red was not smart enough, when he saw that the Kor'kron clan treasured this young orc, he knew that this guy had a lot of background. He might be the one Orgrim Doomhammer asked these powerful orcs to find before he died. illegitimate child.

This guy with a human name will become an obstacle for him to take charge of the orthodox tribe in the future.

To be honest, if Red hadn't been unable to defeat the Saurfang brothers, he would have wanted to do something evil now, strangle the young orc to death, and then throw him into the sea.

But Varok has been protecting him, so Red can't find a chance to make a move.

The vicious chief rolled his eyes and suddenly said:

I heard that you were raised by humans. You must like humans very much. You green-skinned and white-hearted 'Green Mango Orc', do you want to go in and see what kind of disgusting things your favorite humans have done?

They eat their own people!

These guys survive by cannibalism. Do you still like them now?

There are degenerates in every race, both humans and orcs.

Sal felt Red's hostility, and the smart young man realized the reason almost immediately. He took a step forward and said to Red:

You, we orcs are not qualified to comment on this matter yet. After all, in the eyes of humans, we are also degenerates who drank the blood of demons.

However, Chief, you don’t have to be so hostile to me. I just want to meet my people and learn about my parents. I probably won’t stay in your tribe for a long time.

As you said, although I am an orc, I was raised by humans since I was a child. I don’t want to hide this, but I really don’t have much sense of belonging to you.

Staying with you makes you feel uncomfortable, and neither do I.

Maybe we still need some time.

Tsk, tsk, Evil Eye! Come and see, there is a 'great scholar' among us rough orcs. Look at the way he talks. He is so gentle and gentle. It reminds me of those weaklings in Stormwind City who I killed back then. Maesters.”

Red didn't appreciate it. He held the burning war hammer and shouted sarcastically to the warlock behind him.

Xie Yan curled his lips and refused to join in the fun.

In his opinion, Red is too stupid and has exposed his hostility. He is causing trouble for himself.

That Thrall is covered by the Saurfang brothers and the entire Kor'kron. If a fight really breaks out, Red and his orthodox tribe are no match at all.

This bastard.

Seeing Thrall being bullied, Varok, who was drinking water next to him, wanted to stand up and teach Red a lesson, but was held down by Ner'zhul beside him.

The old orc with white lines on his face said in a weak tone:

Let him go. If you want him to grow, you have to let him go through this. He needs to be familiar with the way of conversation between orcs. The more he tolerates it, the more Red will push further.

Don't worry, I talked to him.

Go'el is a very smart young man, very good at learning, and he will soon learn how to respond to Red's malicious intentions. If you are free, go and help me get all the magic items I brought back from Dalaran.

I'm useful.

Saurfang glanced at Ner'zhul, and then at Thrall, who was being humiliated by Red. He moved his fingers, and when he stood up, he threw the throwing ax at his waist towards Thrall.

Falling at Thrall's feet.

The young orc hesitated for a moment, then reached out and picked up the flying ax. Opposite him, Red also grinned and raised his war hammer. Red's eyes flashed with a smile of success, and he said:

You are very brave to dare to draw your weapon in front of a chief, Xiao Qingmango! Come on, let your Uncle Red 'teach' you what fighting is!

Bah, you are a bully of children.

The evil eye next to him curled his lips and refused to watch the embarrassing battle of Red.

The orc warlock now packed up his things and got his fair share from Red's seizure.

He was ready to follow his captain to leave and return to the sea. He glanced at the sea cliff above Atonement Island, where the captain's hippogryph was flying in circles.

I don’t know what Blake was talking to Brooks about.

On the sea cliff where you can have an overview of the entire scenery of Atonement Island, Blake, who flew here on a hippogryph, did not talk to Brooks. On the contrary, he was chatting with an old friend.

Blackmoore, who had broken his hand, was sitting on the edge of the sea cliff with a weak breath. The general's armor and weapons were taken away. The armor was given to Thrall, and the weapons were given to an orc warrior from Kor'kron.

Blackmoore was now wearing only close-fitting clothes, his body was shaking due to the cold sea breeze, his hair was messy, and his body was stained with blood.

Come on, have a drink.

The stinky pirate squatted in front of him and handed him his flagon. Blackmore glared viciously at the bastard who had ruined everything for him, as if he wanted to kill him with his eyes.

You don't want to drink? Then forget it.

Black shrugged, completely ignoring the murderous gaze of His Excellency the General. He opened the lid, took a sip of wine, and patted Blackmore's shoulder. The General grinned in pain.

This bad thing must have slapped his wound on purpose.

You said you honestly handed Thrall over to me. Wouldn't the matter be over? Why did it get to this point? It makes me sad to see you tortured so miserably by the rude orcs. ,my friend.

The pirate said to Blackmore hypocritically:

But there is actually no conflict between us. On the contrary, I saved you this time. Ravenholdt did something wrong and was caught alive. The dwarf master is not a person with a strict mouth.

He must have told the church and kings everything he knew, and noble men like King Terenas and Thoras Trollbane would certainly not be liquidated.

but you

Once the Great Reckoning begins, you must be the first to be thrown out as cannon fodder by the Trollbane royal family, in order to extinguish the anger of the church and kings.

I will 'rescue' you now, you should thank me.

You said, you are a general with a bright future, why do you have to get your hands dirty and play politics? What's so good about that thing? Look what harm it has done to you!

Stop your pretense, stop your dirty talk, you make me feel sick!

Blackmore suppressed the anger and madness in his heart. He closed his eyes and said with trembling all over:

You ruined my career, you ruined my reputation, you took away my future, you dragged me into the mud, and you call this 'rescue'?

How shameless do you have to be to say something like this?

You traitor who cooperates with the greenskins!

This island should be your eternal destination!

Tsk tsk, look at my compatriots. They are so changeable and have double standards. Their hypocrisy is disgusting.

Black turned his head and looked at Brox Saurfang who was appreciating the conversation beside him. He said in standard orc language:

A careerist who tried to use orc captives as a tool to conquer the kingdom, a conspirator who tried to cultivate the king of the orcs, an evil person who participated in the assassination of the leader, actually had the nerve to call me a traitor.

How shameless must he be to say such a thing?

I think what he said is right.

Brooks looked at Blake and said shamelessly:

I also think the words he used to describe your evil are too 'elegant'. Compared with what you did in Northern Xinjiang, Edras Blackmoore is as pure as a paladin.

You orcs really can't talk. If I hadn't needed you, I would have sent a message to Dai Lin's battleship right now and asked him to come over and strangle you all to death!

Blake spat.

He lowered his head and put his hand on General Blackmoore's broken wrist. The painful movement caused the general to scream, which made the stinky pirate even more happy.

He said:

Let's not talk about the past, I have a new job for you, my friend Edras, a job that you will definitely like, which is why I must keep you alive.

You like to engage in politics and conspiracy. I happen to know a place that is suitable for you. From now on, you can change your name to 'Ed Moore', and then

The pirate stood up, pulled out the legendary sword from his waist with a swipe, and like a medal, he tapped the left and right shoulders of General Blackmoore, who was shaking all over in pain, and said:

In the name of His Majesty Auriden Perenold, the future king of the Kingdom of Alterac, I grant you the title of Earl of Ice-Blooded of the Kingdom of Alterac!

Make the Ice-Blooded Fortress and several nearby villages your fiefdom.

If you want more, the Prestor family fiefdom can be given to you as well.

Of course, those places are still under the control of the Frostwolf clan. When you assist His Majesty Auriden in expelling the orcs and regaining the land, you will be able to take over your fiefdom.

At the same time, you will become His Majesty Auriden's military, espionage and intelligence director today, advising him in the process of seizing the power of Alterac.

Forget Durnholde Castle, there's a new army waiting for you to command.

I believe in your ability in this area, and I also believe that you will be able to work happily with him. After all, he was once your disciple, and you have a common enemy!

I don’t care what you do, within five years, drive the Barov family out of the Kingdom of Alterac. By then, the title, status, and reputation you want will be at your fingertips.

He put his sword against the wide-eyed general's neck and asked in a gentle tone:

Now, tell me, His Excellency Earl Ed Moore, what is your answer?