“I once served under Blackhand, long ago. His son Rend was a sniveling fool: a coward who bolstered himself in that Spire after Doomhammer was defeated. He made deals with dragons, called himself Warchief, and proclaimed his Dark Horde the "true" Horde. Pah!
This Dark Horde embraces the ideals of a past long gone. Rend died years ago, but there are still orcs and ogres here who cling to the rotting husk that remains.
If they haven't seen the truth by now, there is little hope for them but death.”
