Wargoth walked through the night. He had been on his journey for many months now possibly a year, earlier than the group had been. His ambitions were still set for the throne, and to create his own age of darkness. Wargoth planned to jam his sword of darkness, into the kings gut and light him on fire watching him slowly die. Then he'd make all bow to him. 

Later in his journey a pack of Orcs came and a small band of Goblins had came into his path. They were laughing at him and said "Looks like our bellies will be full with his big man." Wargoth made his demonic smirk finding them stupid enough, thinking they could kill and eat him. He pulled out his massive sword, then raised it up. the accursed eye in the center of the crossguard had opened, and the blade lit on fire. The Orcs and Goblins stupidly charged at him, with their simple axes and spears they were marching to their deaths.

Wargoth swung his massive sword, and chopped the first orc in half. Another came at him and stabbed his chest plate with a spear. Wargoths superior armor made the poorly made spear break in half. The Orc looked up in fear at Wargoth, then was grabbed by the neck with Wargoths massive hands. He was choking and the face of mercy on him, Wargoth smiled and jammed his blade into him. The Orc screamed loudly as he began to be lit on fire from the demonic blade while suffering from his insides being penetrated from his impalement.

When the Orc had died Wargoth threw his burning body at two other Orcs whom came at him. When they were hit by the burning body, they went on fire too running around screaming. The Orcs and Goblins stopped fighting and were stepping back away from Wargoth, they were terrified of him now. Wargoth looked to them as they cowered away, it was amusing to him. His bloodlust made him approach them, he began swinging his sword around, setting on fire to any whom were touched by the blade. Their screams of struggle, fear and horror as they were slaughtered like animals, could be heard.