Returning to Stormwind
I remember being in Stormwind before, the houses burned and people fled from our bloodlust to destroy -- everything.
It disgusted me... it was those days where few of us Frostwolves -- hiding in other clans to keep our identities safe -- were hesitant and terrified of the two things we dared not:
Killing the citizens of this city like we did so foolishly before. And getting caught. Whether it was the humans or Gul'dan -- neither one was pleasent for us..
I want to say I didn't kill anybody in the city, because I did in order to keep up appearences.. I saw Orgrim, and Grom.. not much to say of boarderline traitors. The stench of blood and burning flesh kept filling my nostrils, I had to rest. It was just like what happened before.. The Draenei, the senseless slaughter--
I couldn't be more sicker of what we did... let alone what Doomhammer had done.
But now returning again after quarter of a century -- I see the city rebuilt and new faces... the park was now a memorial to the past King, Varian. Of which I honored as an enemy of the Horde. Or an ally.
I know another war is coming.
I have made my decision -- even if I am to be caught and hanged for it.