The fish were not biting. Oh well. For Zull fishing was his one escape in this brutal war. For decades they have been fighting against the Alliance, in a seemingly endless war. He thought that if he joined the war, it would make a difference, but it doesn't feel that way.
It was summer, or at least it always felt like summer in Orgrimmar. The blasted sands, and thick clouds of dust covering their dented armor. Orcs, Trolls, undead, tauren and blood elves all fighting together. At least this war has united the Horde with a common enemy.
Zull is a hunter, so he's always with a beast of some sort. Today his companion is a raptor, something feared by many, but loved by trolls. Other races tend to fear or are disgusted with the trolls appearance, their enormous height, pointed noses, and large hands. But the horde has never feared them, because they are all equal. The alliance may call us monsters, but that doesn't mean we are.
Before Zull joined the horde army, he never thought he would kill anybody, except animals for food like he's always done. But the alliance seeks to wipe them out, to crush their way of life. For that they must be destroyed, whether good or bad, it's just how it is. Sometimes others have to die for some to survive,that's the way of this world.
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Lost in thought while fishing, Zull didn't notice the Orc warchief approach him,"Zull! the humans are nearing the encampment, prepare for battle!"
"Yes, sir"
Unlike the orcs, the trolls weren't all that battle hungry, they prefer peace, but if that peace is threatened; they will fight just as savagely for it. Grabbing onto his bow, and putting on his helmet, Zull prepares for battle.
Reaching the end of the encampment, there was a defensive line of orcs, followed by the spellcasters. Being a hunter, he tends to fight in the middle , but he could fight from close combat or from a distance, due to his bow and sword.
Suddenly large fireballs rain upon them, only to be knocked away by the casters defensive barrier. Still, having explosions bounce away from near your head can be a bit shocking. Suddenly he hears loud roars into the distance, the enemy warriors have finally clashed upon them. hearing screams and seeing blood in the distance, he can only wait nervously as the sweat beads upon his brow.