Chapter 1:The Plan

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Ner'zhul stood in his tent requesting a party with Gul'dan and Ur'aman the Veracious. "Gather the leaders of the clans" Ner'zhul said sternly. The silence was broken as Teron Gorefiend entered the room with another young orc name Gaz Soulrpper. They were both once powerful shamans before the joined the shadow council and turned to the fel magic taught to them by Gul'dan. They looked worried, " It is nice to see you again Ur'aman" came a voice from the entrance. It was Kargath Bladefist the Shattered Hand Chieftain. Ur'aman looked unshaken but Gul'dan was quacking with fear. Kargath noticed Gul'dan looking down at the blade were his arm should have been. A Shattered Hand warrior is put through the ritual to remove their hand with their Chieftains weapon were they will replace it with a weapon.

"So what is the meaning of taking me away from my obligations to Shattered Hand!' Kargath ripped. Gul'dan grinned and pointed at the chalice on the small table in front of them. It was filled with a jet black liquid. "A ritual", Gul'dan sounded menacingly and it angered Kargath. He staggered to his feet and said "I will end your puny life!!!" Kargath knew of Gul'dan and his treachurous was and wanted nothing to do with his schemes. A noise came from the entrance were appeard a medium sized orc with a curved blade stained with the print of a dragon. Zulu'hed stood in the entrance along with Hurkan Skullsplinter and Grom Hellscream. " I saw Killrogg Deadeye and Garm Wolfbrother just outside your camp". Gul'dan motioned them to follow them to the main building. They met up along with the other cheiftans to a large bottle with black liquid. "Now Grom you may go first" said Gul'dan. Hellscream tensed up but followed forward to rest his knees behind the chalice. "Drink young warrior" Gul'dan said with a cool tone. Grom placed the gold chalice to his lips and pulled back the drab liquid. He felt energy course through his body forcing him to drink more of it. He heard a gasp from the crowd of orcs as his skin began to grow putride green and his eyes grew red with fury."So much power! Lok'tar Ogar!!!"

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