Turn of the tide

Well THIS has been an ugly turn, let me just say.

So as I was saying last time, I wasn’t exactly thrilled that the Alliance were able to squirm out from under their imminent deaths-by-kraken, but I could still deal with that.  Their counteroffensive on Durotar got thoroughly slapped back, they lost a ton of ships, Horde losses were minimal, fine.  Would have been nice if we could have polished them off entirely, but still, worst spin you could put on our side was it was a draw, best spin you could put on theirs is they avoided a total fucking catastrophe.  All good.

But this?  This is going to stick in my craw for a while.

By the way, what the hell is a craw?

Anyway.  I gathered up some troops to bring down to Northwatch Hold, but once we were under way, I took off ahead of everyone and pushed my worg Malak to race down there as fast as she could.  Malkorok, Baine, and Vol’jin kept fairly close behind me (you should have seen Baine’s kodo’s little legs go – would have been kind of endearing if I wasn’t so pissed off at the time).  We ended up well ahead of any of the other soldiers.  And in the end, none of us made it all the way there.

I stopped at a distance once Northwatch was clearly within view.  Malkorok, Baine, and Vol’jin had the good sense to keep their distance while I took it all in.  The Alliance flag was already flying there again, and the place was swarming with water elementals.  More happy deliveries from Jaina.

How the hell did this happen?  We had every tactical advantage.  We had the Alliance on the fucking ROPES, with our foot on their throat.  And now?  Now there wouldn’t even be any point in having our troops continue on – staging an attempt to retake Northwatch would be a suicide mission at this point.

While I was fuming over all this, one of Baine’s Longrunners arrived with even more happy news – Varian was sending his fleet around to break our blockade.  Terrific.  I wasn’t interested in letting an ugly situation turn even uglier, so I sent Malkorok back with orders to have our ships withdraw and return home.  Don’t think for a minute that THAT order didn’t stick in my throat a little.

Baine turned all happy on me at that point.  He thought it meant I was giving up on taking the fight to the Alliance and pushing for the Horde to take its rightful place of dominance.  Well, I straightened him out on that count right quick.  No way in hell am I abandoning this fight – if anything, we’re stepping it up.  More troops, more ships, more weapons, more everything.  The Alliance thinks this is over?  Fuck that.  We’re just getting started.

Baine and Vol’jin didn’t much like the sound of that, and they both did a little more griping before they both turned around and headed home.

And you know something?  I’m getting goddamn sick and tired of listening to those two complain.  All through this latest campaign, I’ve been defending them to Malkorok for meaning well in their own way, and being loyal and great warriors in their own right.  But you know what?  This whole deal where I have to listen to the two of them complain every time I make a decision is getting REAL old REAL fast.  They were DEAD.  Baine was dead.  Vol’jin was dead.  Orgrimmar fucking FELL.  And I’ve had quite enough of this bullshit where I save the fucking world only to have people bitch and moan like ingrates over the way I’ve gone about doing it.

I’ve already sacrificed too much in the name of saving the Horde to let victory escape us now.  I’ve let friends die and enemies live.  I’ve thrown away my own honor doing it, because I had to.  Because it was either my honor, or the survival of the entire Horde – the entire fucking WORLD.  Dranosh Saurfang was a brother to me, but his death was the only way to save the world from flames.  It was the only way, so I killed him.  And I liked him a whole fucking lot more than I like Baine or Vol’jin.

What difference does it make if Orgrimmar burns at the hands of the demons, or the humans?  If the Alliance wins now – if the Horde doesn’t emerge triumphant and strong and in control of its destiny – then Dranosh died for nothing.  Cairne died for nothing.  Taurajo burned for nothing.  ALL of it was for NOTHING.

No.  I won’t have it.  Not while I’m Warchief.  Not on my watch.  We’ve paid too high a price already.

We’re pressing on, fighting on, and we’re not stopping, not slowing, not flinching until we win.  I promise you that, Dranosh.  In your memory.  In your honor.

For the Horde.

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4 Responses to “Turn of the tide”

  1. We will get them! It will just take some time and patience but we will do it.

  2. ((OMG, Garrosh has actual motivations for his actions! You reading this, Blizzard? MOTIVATIONS for his ACTIONS. Not just, “Oh, well, Garrosh is a dick, LOL.” Character development — how does it work? /sarcasm))

  3. JD Kenada Says:

    Agree with Khizz. This is how you develop a character instead of going “you all bitched about Thrall’s passivness as Warchief so we’re going to make you eat a dick.”

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