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I am interested in this. I'll start on my CS.


Gronar

Location: Ancient Forest?




Gronar surge towards to the gap ignoring the cries and the orders being shouted to him by the riders. He ignore them as he charge towards the the open gap. Uncaring what happen to the other two people he left behind. No true son of the Hoard was going be capture without a fight. The orc figured that once he was out he would only have to fight the night stalkers and there riders from only one front. It was at that exact moment that he was hit with the spell.

Using all the orcish will power and strength to keep pushing his body as the magic drag him down more and more. As Gronar struggled more under the weight he did not notice his sword slip from his grasp. But despise that with one last great pushed he broke through the ring of nightstalkers. Once he was clear the last of his strength was sapped he fell flat on his face. Rolling himself over to face the mage "Why don't ya cut off that magic. So kick your arses and your friends arses!" he yell at the mage.


Gronar

Location: Ancient Forest?




As the elf stepped forward Gornar prepare himself for what ever the elf. He prepared for the the torrents of arcane bolts or the power of the light to blast him. Or as some of the older warsong warrior spoke that some of the night-elves are druids. The young Warsong warrior hoped for the latter he always wanted to fight a druid. But the human with the elf made no effort to move against him. But instead of engaging him the elf began to talk. She explain that she was a member of the Cenarion Circle and had not part in the conflict between Alliance and Hoard. He was going to tell her to get out of his way then. That is when the riders arrived.

Gronar turn to face the new arrive as they burst into the clearing. He glared at a the new arrivals but could only make out the giant panthers. He watched as they began to surround the group. He took another glance at the other two in the clearing and made his decision. He charge the rapidly closing gap bellowing "Lok'tar Ogar!" Aim to escape the encirclement to fight the panthers on one side. He was prepare to fight his way out if necessary. The other two can stay trapped by the panthers for all he cares the orc thought to himself as he rushed the gap.


Gronar

Location: Ancient Forest?




With the subtlety of a raging dragon Gronar traverse the forest. Using his strength and bulk to power through the underbrush. The orc snapped the branches of the younger trees. With his plate armored form crushing bushes and shrubs as he marched towards the voices. Said voices were getting closer due to them getting much clearer to Gronar. To him it sounded like none of the other races he normally dealt with. Who ever they are must of heard by now to the clanking of the armor he wearing. Drawing the sword on his back as he stepped into the clearing with the voices.

What was standing before Gronar in the clearing was a human with a halberd and a night elf. "Alliance." He growled as he stepped forward. It made sense now the portal must be an Alliance ploy of some kind. He will figure that part out later but for now he has to deal with the human and elf first. Then get back to the rest of the Warsong. "Were did you bring me be Alliance scum?" He growled at both the human and night elf. "After you tell me you are gonna send be back to Northrend. So I can fight among my clan." He took another step towards the pair sword raise an in a hostile stance slowly advancing upon them.


Gronar

Location: Ancient Forest?




The orc warrior was not the most graceful warrior on a battlefield. As proven when Gronar landed on his face after being spat out by the portal on to the forest floor. But what he lacks in grace was made up in durability. The orc quickly shot back up greatsword drawn branches stuck on his armor. He was ready to face a horde of undead or even the Litch king himself. But instead of finding glorious battle against the scourge he was faced with a forest. "By the elements were am I?" he mutter to himself relaxing his stance realization of his current location .

The orc closely examining the forest around him. "Did I end up in Ashvale?" Gronar asked himself as he inspected one of the trees. "It would make sense massive trees and it is much warmer that Northren," as Gronar continued his train of thought. He sheathed the show as he began to random direction to travel. "No. If I was in Ashvale I'll be up to ears with night elves. So were am I?" That is when he heard two voices one after another echoed through the forest. Considering that he with nothing else to work with the orc headed towards the voices.
Quick question can I use my current orc warrior appearance despise him having the Stormgarde war front gear?
Im interested in this. Gonna be doing a orc warrior.
Well I am interested.
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