Calgar Thornrib is a noble and wise leader. Among the quilboar, women have a very low status and must obey adult men.
Calgar Thornrib is an alternative. She is a powerful shaman, especially good at communicating with the demigod Agamaggan, whom the wild boars believe in. She silently leads the wild boar people to fight against fate.
The wild boars are a brave ancient race, but unfortunately they have never been unified. They were born along with thorns and vines, and they live a scattered life.
In the Barrens, the oasis is a battleground between tauren and centaurs. The vast grasslands and swamps are grazing lands for the tauren. The wild boars are marginalized and can only live in the most barren and barren lands.
No wild boar people feel unfair. They have lived here for generations without any disputes with the world. They could have continued in peace and harmony until the arrival of the orcs, which broke the original balance.
Calgar Thornribs realized that the savage orcs would definitely bring destruction and disaster. In the name of the quilboar's belief in Agamaggan, she persuaded a considerable number of her tribe to fight against the Razorfen and drive away the tauren here.
people.
The tauren were surprised by the strong fighting power of the quilboar. The quilboar is never afraid of sacrifice and will sacrifice his life without hesitation as long as he can kill his opponent.
After most of Mulgore's elites were eaten by the orcs, the tauren were no longer able to regain their lost territory.
Calgar Thornribs didn't want the quilboar to follow the footsteps of the tauren, and she didn't want to be stupid like Cairn. Bloodhoof. When she learned that the Alliance and the Horde were planning to hold peace talks at the Shade Tree Inn, she was sensitively aware that this was a crisis.
She needed an ally, and the first thing that came to mind was the Razor Highlands, the capital of the ancient quilboar, and the territory of the Ice King Amennar. The two quilboar leaders met in the Barrens.
Calgar Thornribs didn't like Armennar, who brought the power of death to the quilboars. Fortunately, there were too many quilboars and their reproductive capacity was very strong, so Calgar Thornribs couldn't unite them all.
By his side, he could only let Yamenar do what he wanted.
"To live or to die."
Calgar Thornrib covered his head, showing off his agile steps that were not commensurate with his bloated body, and said mockingly:
"Amennar, I heard that you were once a human noble in Lordaeron, and I am just a stupid wild boar with far less knowledge than you. I hope you can analyze the situation at hand for us."
"Dear Calgar, I never dare to underestimate your powerful power. Agamaggan is with us." Yamenar respects the beliefs of the wild boars. The lich, who was covered in cold air, analyzed respectfully.
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"The invaders were trampling the quilboar's homeland. I brought hope of life to the quilboar. My purpose was revenge. After learning that King Terenas was killed by Thrall, I turned myself into a lich.
!Now that the main force of the tribe is attracted by the night elves, we can
Survive. If the Alliance negotiates peace with the Horde, then the orcs and night elves will stop fighting. Thrall will be free to clear out everything in the Barrens. There are only two ways in front of us, either becoming food for the orcs, or like
Living as humiliatingly as a tauren."
Calgar Thornribs hummed loudly: "Perfect analysis. In the eyes of outsiders, we wild boar people are violent, brutal, dirty, and lazy, but we also have dignity. We cannot let others slaughter us like the tauren. We
I am willing to fight for dignity. I heard that Thrall has a Mushan beast that never leaves Orgrimmar. This is a good opportunity."
The Naga troops on Orkaz Island secretly infiltrated into Dustwallow Swamp.
Aegwynn's experiment on Okaz Island was not successful. Although many Nagas were eroded by magic, they became even more violent and disobedient to control.
The strength of these Nagas increased without limit. They kept escaping from Okaz Island and became an uneasy factor in this sea area. When Aegwynn abandoned Okaz Island, the mutated Naga claimed to be the owner of the island.
The Naga tribe has always had the legend of the Sea King, which is said to be a huge deep-sea fish-man.
Recently, the Naga tribe accidentally obtained a drift bottle, which contained a small piece of scale. Scholars from the Naga tribe confirmed through research that this is the legendary Neptune scale. The important clue may be in the Shade Hotel.
In the Barrens, the leader of the Kokar centaurs, Hezrul Bloodseal, led a team of centaurs galloping across the wilderness.
"My sons, our goal is the Shade Tree Inn. We want to kill the hateful enemies, the cruel Thrall, the stupid Cairn Bloodhoof, and the sinister Vol'jin. Their hands are stained with the stains of our people.
With their blood, we will trample them into pulp."
Negotiations for the Shade Tree Hotel have entered the next stage.
Thrall never wanted to negotiate peace with the Alliance. What he wanted was slavery and oppression, just like he did with the tauren. In Thrall's view, no race was qualified to be on an equal footing with the noble orcs.
"Haha, King Varian, I feel your pursuit of peace."
Putting on the gorgeous armor presented by Experimental Subject No. 5, Thrall thought that King Varian had given in and backed down. Orcs always like to push their limits, and Thrall felt that he had taken the initiative again.
Soon, wine and food from Theramore were served. Jaina's magic power was weak, so she stayed beside her listlessly, unwilling to talk much. Facing Theramore's delicacies, Thrall showed disdain and sneered.
He shook his head and said:
"What is this?" Sal grabbed a piece of roasted crocodile meat and laughed:
"The corpses of dead creatures are food for cowards. Real warriors only eat living flesh and blood. In Orgrimmar, we have a famous delicacy that we call: live cattle."
Thrall clapped his hands, Vol'jin nodded beside him, and pulled out a large coffin-like box from the orc's cart. After opening it, the aroma was fragrant. Inside was a golden tauren baked into a golden color, with grease constantly flowing.
His eyes were still moving, obviously still alive.
Witnessing such a barbaric and cruel scene, Experimental Subject No. 5 was really frightened.
A cold light flashed in Wo'jin's hand, and he cut off a large piece of bloody beef and put it on a plate. Thrall's butler, the goblin Gallywix, took the plate and trotted all the way to Experimental Subject No. 5.
Robbie noticed that there was a device attached to the back of Gallywix's head, which seemed to be a bomb.
"Varian, you should try fresh meat. This is the food of warriors." Thrall's eyebrows were beaming and he said proudly: "This is not ordinary tauren meat. He is the son of the tauren chief. What is his name?
of?"
"Ryan. Bloodhoof." Gallywix replied hurriedly. He was busy serving dishes to the guests present. The next plate of meat was delivered to Thrall. Thrall devoured it and laughed:
"Ryan, Bain, Dane, Wynn, Kane. Bloodhoof likes to use these names. Haha, I'm sorry, it probably reminds you of King Llane. I remember that your father was also roasted and eaten by us orcs.
Lost it."
Experimental Subject No. 5 knew Ryan Bloodhoof. They were relatives and very good friends. Experimental Subject No. 5’s hands began to tremble. He could not eat his friend’s meat. No, he would not eat any tauren meat.
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Looking at "Varian's" fearful expression, Thrall thought he had won this round and couldn't help but feel a little proud.
On the other hand, Jaina on the side acted calmly. Gallywix brought a plate of meat. Jaina elegantly cut it into small pieces with a knife and fork, and ate it with sauce and a glass of red wine.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Thrall threatened "King Varian" again, approached Experimental Subject No. 5 and said:
"Our tribe negotiates with humans for the purpose of peace and friendship. Do you still remember Medivh's prophecy: humans should migrate to Kalimdor. We orcs have helped you build a city, Orgrimmar. Your people
We should migrate here earlier, so that the conflict with the night elves can be resolved. As for the Kingdom of Stormwind, why not let us orcs live in it? This has been arranged by the guardian a long time ago. You shouldn't object, right, King Varian?" (