![]() Garrosh Hellscream: But surely you cannot think that those children were born into innocence? They would have grown up and taken arms against us! Those are hard times for us older veterans. The sound of the swine being killed … It resonates the loudest. I think it was the sounds of the draenei children that unnerved most of them … You never forget … Have you ever been to Jaggedswine Farm? When the swine are of age for the slaughter … It’s that sound. Our minds were finally free, yes … Free to relive all of the unthinkable acts that we had performed under the Legion’s influence. The winter after the curse was lifted, hundreds of veteran orcs like me were lost to despair. His act could not erase the horrors we committed. ![]() And while Grom died a glorious death – freeing us all from the blood curse – he could not wipe away the terrible memory of our past. I drove my weapons into the bodies and minds of my enemies. Mannoroth’s cursed venom pumped through my veins as well. High Overlord Saurfang: I drank of the same blood your father did, Garrosh. Garrosh Hellscream: Do not speak to me of consequences, old one. You rush headlong into all-out war without a thought of the consequences. Impatient as always … Impatient and reckless. High Overlord Saurfang: So the prodigal son has spoken! Your father’s blood runs strong in you, Hellscream. Garrosh Hellscream: Propose? I will show you what I propose! There … Now we now have a shipping lane. High Overlord Saurfang: Siege engines, ammunition, heavy armor … How do you propose to shatter the walls of Icecrown without those? Garrosh Hellscream: Shipping lanes … supplies … You bore me to death! We need nothing more than the warrior spirit of the Horde, Saurfang! Now that we are firmly entrenched in this frozen wasteland, nothing shall stop us! Our only viable port for resupply is held by the Forsaken on the other side of this blasted continent! Anything our zeppelins cannot haul must be brought in by ship and travel the length of Northrend to reach us. The Alliance holds the only secure shipping lane in this region and even that is at risk of being lost to those dreaded mists. The Scourge descends like locust from the north. High Overlord Saurfang: We are surrounded … Our enemies press in from all sides, young Hellscream.
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