Storm's End

When I was sent to this island, I believed the Warchief?like most?saw only an old orc, ready to die. He ordered me to serve as a commander, not a warrior. Were it not for Eitrigg's counsel and Saurfang's mocking words, I doubt I would have played my part. But I trusted my friends, and they trusted the Warchief.

A Frostwolf heart beats in his chest. He is wise beyond his years, much like Drek'thar and Orgrim. It seems he was right about me. Though I longed to fight at your side, to stain this island red with my axe, I have learned something else.

I am the last chieftain of the Bleeding Hollow, elder of the Horde, and with these hands, I will guide the next generation. Go now, with victory in your heart, to Grommash Hold. Present our triumph to the Warchief, and tell him I will soon return. Perhaps I will visit Hellscream's memorial when I do.

Lok'tar ogar.

Though it is not bound to be the last time we see the embers of the Shadow Council, a great victory was won. While we wish nothing from the land of Balor, it has given me the greatest gift.

Kilrogg was spiteful in the beginning, jealous of Grommash's celebration as a hero?while he himself seemed forgotten. But he was wrong to envy Grommash. My older brother merely set the foundation. It is you, and I, and Kilrogg who will build our future. I am glad he sees it that way now.