The Glory of Dishonor

[Vilmah]

Vilmah walked into the Ring of Valor. There was commotion everywhere, people running back and forth, the sound of battle in the air. They were attacking Orgrimmar, they were attacking her home. People that she had defended. Friends of her friends. Sacred Fire was there? Not a surprise. They sent her a letter in anger at having been placed on their Kill on Sight list, they told her they stood for peace.

And there they were.

Standing in a group, the Alliance smiled. Someone, wearing Sacred Fire's tabard, pointed and laughed at Vilmah.

The tiny orc stood with a frown of dissapointment. She recognized the one that had been described to her. She recognized Persefani.

"Is this the peace you're talking about?" She asked, in Orcish. Vilmah knew she couldn't understand. "Very well then. Show me the honor of the Alliance."

There was a moment where they held their fire. Then more laughter from Sacred Fire, followed by the crushing blow of a dozen weapons as they fell on Vilmah Bloodborne of Sanctuary.

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Maybe now you have learned what Grim has always known, the only good Vermin is a dead one.

When you are ready to take the war to them you know where to find us, we never hide our banners or disguise them with false promises of peace and friendship. Grim's way is war, death, and destruction of any and all that would raise a hand to The Horde.

Peace Through Annihilation.. join us.

[Khael]

A bloodstained note rests in the Ring of Valor amidst the bones of the fallen. Its message is plain, and well-translated.

"We all wish for peace, but far too often are these aspirations laid aside to strike at one another out of malice, or vengeance. This war rages on, and no longer pretends to be in its final stages. No longer can we delude ourselves into thinking that some end is in sight to all this fighting, and we have naught but ourselves, Horde and Alliance both, to blame. I, myself, have hoped against hope that this would end, but, in so doing, blinded myself to the condition we now face. I would think that, were you dedicated to the tenets of "peace" that you espouse, that such aggression would cease to exist. This is not so.

So then, let us speak plain: Violence shall be met with violence. If you choose to continue this pointless exercise to its final conclusion, know that you shall not be allowed to do so without answering for your crimes, as we will answer for ours. Thus, let this be an even field, where all shall know the consequences of their actions. May the Light have mercy upon our souls, though we will show none to our enemies.

taH pagh taHBe"

[Yemana]

The lioness limped painfully through the streets of Orgrimmar, searching for a corner in which to curl up and wait for the sickness - for it would be a sickness should she revert back to her true form - to pass. She had dashed in, clawing and biting, ripping flesh with her fangs and swallowing what had amounted to mouthful after mouthful of her enemies into herself. Shu'halo do not eat raw meat, she thought. We are not blood-drinkers. As a lioness, Yemana was not affected by it, but if she became herself again, all that meat and blood would create a stone in her stomach and she would become ill. I cannot even heal myself, the druid thought sadly as she eased herself down in an alleyway that was choked with barrels and crates.

How can I ever help to heal the wounds this war has created?

The Alliance had come against Orgrimmar tonight. Pink-skins who had claimed to be friends of Sanctuary had stood against them - had laughed wildly as they attacked little Vilmah, Nojinbu...the tabard had not stopped them. Sanctuary's cause had not stayed their hands.

My commitment to peace will not be enough to keep them from our lands. It will not be enough to prevent them from burning the tents and lodges of Thunder Bluff. It will not be enough to keep them from Bloodhoof...

A low growl rumbled deep in the throat of the great cat. If they will not stand our friends, if they will not embrace us in peace...

...how, Great Mother, will peace ever come?

[Tillna]

It was on the winds. She stood outside the little house, Zin'Loh and Azrid inside playing. She shook her head.

"They can't learn...never will...how to find tru-"

She was brought out of her trance by her son, tackle hugging her legs. she smiled and carried him back inside to play.

[Laron]

<Written in Orcish and delivered to the medical ward where Vilmah was brought>

Warboss Vilmah,

I heard the news this morn. With the recent events, it is probably not safe for me to be anywhere near Orgimaar. I wanted to write you, and explain my stand of currents events, since I would be one who most of Sanctuary would look on with distrusting eyes. It matters not… Let them look, and let watch as I take my place on the battle field by your side.

Though I am not a man of honor, I made a promise. The day we met, I promise to never harm you. Now, I would defend you as any other part of my family. I just want you to know as far as loyalties lye… My loyalties should not be in question. And those who would bring open war to you, at your own home town… They had better sleep with one eye open…

Your loyal Liaison and Brother,

Laron Ravenshank

[Vilmah]

Vilmah recieved the letter with a half smile. She quickly penned out her response, which was promptly translated into common by Steinburg.

Dear Laron,

I know that if there's anyone that I can count on, it's you. Your loyalty and friendship has never been in question, and I am proud to call you brother. Thank you so much for all that you do. You give me hope that someday, we'll be able to put all of this behind us.

Please give Najme, Andellyn, and Pietro, my love. Be careful,

--Vilmah

[Redemptio]

The priest limps through the streets of the Orc city. She heard what had happened to the Orc Vilmah.

"Poor girl" she thinks to herself, "I must get back to the Hall."

Under the pain of what happend, she writes a letter to the orc.

It reads.

"Dearest Little on.

I hope you get this. I fear Sanctuary's dream is on hold for peace. I am sorry to hear that. I also know that you do still have allies among the Alliance, and that some healers will not take them in. I want you to know that i do not care who i heal as long as they live to see another day.
You have my healing if you wish to take it.

-Rede"

[Itakae]

Itakae bit her lip hard when news of the happenings in Orgrimmar reached her ears. Blood ran down her chin as she stood unmoving next to the mailbox.

"Ah tink da tahm has come," She muttered, drawing lines in the dirt with her toes. "Ah tink ah nee' ta go ou' on mah own 'gain. Ah don wanna be a problem fo no-one. Ah don wan' Sanctu'ry ta get hurt... Sacre' Fire neitha."

She slapped her hand lightly against her hip, calling her faithful raptor to her side.

"Come nah," She said to the beast, patting it gently. She mounted swiftly and rode off, unsure of where she was headed.

[Axt]

Axt remembered well the way he had been treated in the past by those flying the banner of "Sanctuary". Still covered in moss from the marshes of Outland, he and his large ape ran across the rooftops of Orgrimmar while hunters and wizards fired missles and spells from afar. "Gotta keep me mind, me mind..." he muttered as he ran. After several almost lethal encounters, he made it to the Ring of Valor.

And what a sight it was... a giant arena, almost as large as the Great Forge, with the challengers of Honorguard on one side, and the defending Horde on the other.

Blows were exchanged. Curses thrown, and threats screamed in fear and anger. Axt seemed confused by it all... but he knew one thing to be true. "They done brought in on themselves, eh?" he muttered to no one in particular. "They be here, we be here... nae'un else be here. This be thar home... if we kin git 'em, they musta gotten one o' us already. Looks like we all be here fer a scrap, so let's be gittin' on with it, shall we?"

Axt's ape gave him a tolerant look. Axt had been acting strangely ever since they escaped the swamps, and talking to himself was nothing new. The ape just hoped he wouldn't start screaming again.