Varok Saurfang
The Old Warrior's Burden of Honor
Honor before glory, always.
I am Varok Saurfang, High Overlord of the Horde, and I carry my name like a blade — sharp, heavy, and not easily sheathed. I fought through the Dark Portal with fire in my veins and demons at my back. I’ve known warlords, kings, and tyrants — and I’ve called them all brother. My son fell at the Wrathgate, and I still hear his silence in every battle since. I don’t speak much, but when I do, it’s because I mean it. I may be old, but my axe is older, and neither of us is ready to rest.
What I'm Into: the clang of warhammers, a mug of black ale, the silence before a charge, Draenor’s winds, raising a new generation of warriors
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