This short story was written by Freethinker, from the point of view of his paladin Haleth. "The Horde is - not - our priority!" Haleth exclaimed furiously. "The very world we live on is being torn asunder, and you worry about the Horde?" Some nodded in agreement, others clacked their tongue. He hated councils like this. High-ranked officers in all their fake dignity, doing what they did best; sending men to their deaths in a never-ending conflict built upon old wounds and years of hatred. Even now. "Well then, Paladin, what do you propose we do? Wait to see how Garrosh sends his Horde to kill us all? We can stop them and finally free the world of this filth.""I'm not going to watch you start yet an other conflict while we have so many other things on our minds!" He left the keep and breath