The Warlocks Den - WoW Warlock Discussions

Twas a cold night, the Horde advance force had finally made it's way towards the outskirts of Goldshire. After a what had seemed like an aeon, the heavily set Orc raised his battered and notched sword towards the small village. Around him, his elite band followed the point of his mighty weapon as he motioned for them to spread out. In front of them was a scene like that out of any fairy tale book, villagers going about their everyday business without a care in the world, children chasing one another...