They have detained me for being human. Humans and orcs do not get along, it seems. They have been fighting battle after battle, war after war for years now. Since the beginning of time it seems. It is almost as if it is meant to be this way. It feels right. The Humans operate on the faction called The Alliance. The “good guys”, some may say. Good and evil are insubstantial terms, they can only be defined by what the current generalized opinion is. However, I digress.
The Alliance is comprised by the virtous humans, feisty dwarves, wise night elves, peaceful draenei, fierce worgen, and the petty little gnomes. The orcs fight for the side of The Horde. The Horde could be called the “bad guys”, but it is all so very objective. I do not consider either side good or evil. They merely are fighting for their own interests. The Horde is composed of the proud orcs, the noble tauren, the brutal trolls, the terrible forsaken (undead), the vain but valuable blood elves, and the cunning goblins. What I’m getting at is that the orcs detained me because I am human, therefore I am regarded as a member of the Alliance. In a dual faction world, it is difficult, if not impossible, to try and convey that you are a neutral party. Neutral parties do not last very long on Azeroth. The goblins were once neutral, even if some say they favored the Horde, but even those days have come to an end as the wolf and the eagle meet in war once again. The orcs would not release me until I have proven to them I am not an Alliance scout or the sort. It is even more difficult to convey my innocence to them due to the fact we speak two very different languages. With their tidbits of common language, and my broken orcish, it was a miracle they did not just crush me as soon as they saw me.
They took me to their camp and put me in a crudely constructed cage. Not the most hospitable welcome, but what would anyone expect? I was a human trespasser in orc land. Much worse fates have befallen many people because of the same reason. Once the orcs seemed to fall asleep for the night, or most of them anyway, I put my escape plan into action. I picked up a rather sharp looking twig and starting cutting away at the vines used to tie the door shut. After several minutes, I slowly creaked the door open wide enough for me to squeeze through. Once out of the cage, I grabbed a nearby sack of vegetables. I piled the vegetables into the cage, took off my over shirt, and made the switch. The vegetables now had my shirt over them and I was wearing the sack. They will never find me. Score one for the Hash.
Now to make my way to the ultimate goal.
The Alliance is comprised by the virtous humans, feisty dwarves, wise night elves, peaceful draenei, fierce worgen, and the petty little gnomes. The orcs fight for the side of The Horde. The Horde could be called the “bad guys”, but it is all so very objective. I do not consider either side good or evil. They merely are fighting for their own interests. The Horde is composed of the proud orcs, the noble tauren, the brutal trolls, the terrible forsaken (undead), the vain but valuable blood elves, and the cunning goblins. What I’m getting at is that the orcs detained me because I am human, therefore I am regarded as a member of the Alliance. In a dual faction world, it is difficult, if not impossible, to try and convey that you are a neutral party. Neutral parties do not last very long on Azeroth. The goblins were once neutral, even if some say they favored the Horde, but even those days have come to an end as the wolf and the eagle meet in war once again. The orcs would not release me until I have proven to them I am not an Alliance scout or the sort. It is even more difficult to convey my innocence to them due to the fact we speak two very different languages. With their tidbits of common language, and my broken orcish, it was a miracle they did not just crush me as soon as they saw me.
They took me to their camp and put me in a crudely constructed cage. Not the most hospitable welcome, but what would anyone expect? I was a human trespasser in orc land. Much worse fates have befallen many people because of the same reason. Once the orcs seemed to fall asleep for the night, or most of them anyway, I put my escape plan into action. I picked up a rather sharp looking twig and starting cutting away at the vines used to tie the door shut. After several minutes, I slowly creaked the door open wide enough for me to squeeze through. Once out of the cage, I grabbed a nearby sack of vegetables. I piled the vegetables into the cage, took off my over shirt, and made the switch. The vegetables now had my shirt over them and I was wearing the sack. They will never find me. Score one for the Hash.
Now to make my way to the ultimate goal.
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