The Turning Tables

I was expecting to have a regular, boring day but everything changed rather quickly. I write this entry to ensure that anything from that day was expected due to the circumstances and that this will be a last resort type of plea in order to acquire amnesty for my actions in the future. In order for any of this to make coherent sense, I will have to explain my dilemma from the beginning.

Long ago, when the Third War ended, there was an underground organization called the Vorisswa. This group was led by a man named Danath Granjer who had a falling out, similar to what the human’s beloved prince Arthas endured. Granjer went from esteemed officer of Stormwind to crazed, maniacal dictator of his own organization; because of his brutal ethics and excessive actions he was banned and exiled from Stormwind, and anyone loyal enough to follow that fool went along with him.

It began as the Alliance’s problem, starting with a dwarven mountaineer named Berlshenk Riflemot. The problem then poured into Horde territory when the Vorisswa tried to manipulate the orcish law system and bend it to their ways, but this fell short because of Berlshenk and his careful meddling. He wouldn’t have succeeded in warning the Horde was it not for the incident that occurred, which was me being executed – or so the Vorisswa thought.

The problem began there, however. Because of what happened I was forced into hiding and stayed in a secretive den with a companion of mine, Khuldrak Khazgalan, who was an eerily wise troll. While I hid, Berlshenk and his companions on the Alliance journeyed through Azeroth, thwarting any of the Vorisswa’s plans and finally finding Granjer and killing him. It was with hope that such a problem wouldn’t come to haunt any of them – any of us, for that matter; the truth is that they were still alive and well, but by another controller: The Scourge.

Supposedly, the Scourge found out about the Vorisswa by their spies and informants. The Vorisswa is known as a terrible group of assassins on the Alliance and many do not speak about them unless they want a dagger jammed behind their head. Since the tales of the group were dead and forgotten when Berlshenk killed Granjer, the Scourge decided to resurrect the terror by dressing their own minions in Vorisswa garments and stalking around Azeroth. During this second coming Berlshenk was thought to have been killed by them, but in truth he was simply going undercover to find the source of this new occurrence.

While he was busy doing that, I came out of hiding and did my own part in securing the welfare of the Horde. I’ve fought my own share of Vorisswa bastards, and I’m certain that the Scourge minions were much fiercer than the human ones. When Berlshenk finally resurfaced, he verified that the Scourge was the one controlling the Vorisswa and that this was going to be a much more fierce battle. Because of that, I came into the group bearing my own armaments, and we have been battling the Vorisswa ever since, uncaring of who came from where and instead focusing on an enemy that was purely out to destroy us all.

However, no matter how much zeal or strength or cunning we used, the Vorisswa managed to beat us back and keep us in a deadlock. At a certain point we secured victory by destroying key locations that helped the Vorisswa fuel their minions, and then after that, kill one of their key leaders. This was some time ago, during the incidents in Outland with Kael’thas and Illidan. While we did partake in aiding with Outland, we also had to ensure that the Vorisswa did not gain any more foothold than they had. Despite the difficulties we prevailed… but it did not last as long as we hoped.

When the Alliance and Horde resolved to assault Northrend our group had undergone its own hurdles. One of our own, Cham, was killed and resurrected by the Lich King and turned into a Death Knight. It’s fortunate that we managed to reacquire him but there were prices to pay, namely the sacrifice of his wife in order to… ah, it’s something magically associated which is difficult for me to explain, so I’ll leave it at that. And to make matters worse, Granjer, the ex-leader of the Vorisswa, became a Death Knight as well; however, he too was freed from the Lich King’s grasp and now he’s out for vengeance just like every other death knight out there – Cham unaccounted because he may be too stupid to be anything other than a mail carrier. The reason I mention Granjer is because he’s now on our side and working alongside us. Despite our feelings towards him, he’s become a reliable asset, and he hasn’t betrayed us… yet.

Northrend proved to kill two birds with one stone. Each Scourge mission we completed, the Vorisswa also suffered setbacks, and our group did as required to break down anything either was associated with. We were able to settle down a bit despite the circumstances, but this also unsettled us because the Vorisswa’s operations lessened and lessened with each mission dealt with. Before we knew it, the Vorisswa had all but ceased to exist, and the reason why this alarmed us is because they’re known to work harder with each failure; this time, it looked as if they were finally defeated. It was a hopeful thought which finally disclosed itself and became a terrible nightmare for all of us.

Now in present time I am on the run because of this new, insidious plan. The Vorisswa managed to box all of us into a trap by having operatives climb the ranks to acquire esteemed statuses. While we were busy fighting off Vorisswa in Northrend they were kept preoccupied at the home front with the rank ladder, and I hate to say that we have been bested.

My situation is similar to my comrades in that we are all now fugitives from our respective forces. I was assumed to be a spy of the Vorisswa and was told I would be held for questioning by an officer like myself. However, I knew that there was something wrong, and I was even told what was amiss by the officer himself, that prideful wretch! Those who were taking me in for questioning were associated with the Vorisswa, and if I were to go along with them I would surely be killed.

The plan was terribly perfected. It was in Grommash Hold, among many peers, where I was told I was being accused of aligning myself with the Vorisswa despite what I had done. They considered my successes against them as tactful meddling, of all the damn things, and if I had not gone with them to be interrogated that I would automatically be guilty. Unfortunately, I imagined it better to be considered a traitor than to have myself killed by the enemy I so longed to destroy, and instead of allowing myself to their disposal I decided to break through the hold and escape.

It was done abrasively, I admit. There is no doubt among my peers that I had been fooling them all along, and now I am surely guilty even if it is untrue. This will be a difficult road for all of us, and as I write this I am still searching for the rest of my peers to find a solution to this predicament. It is such terrible irony to see what has befallen us, but we have all faced worse in our lives, I’m sure. I only hope we can find a resolve before anything worse happens to us. This battle began one-sided, and our odds are looking grim already. Not only are we on the run from the Vorisswa but we are also fugitives of the Alliance or Horde.

Because of this, I can no longer don the armor I crafted for myself. My Kor’kron equipment must now be pushed aside for more inconspicuous gear lest I want to be an obvious target for my past comrades. This is a tricky battle, even for those who I deemed as friends, for now I find myself having to fend them off. Even so, there are some who pledged complete friendship to me, and those are the battles that require more tact for all they stand for. I have been betrayed before, and this is the battle that will decide who truly is a friend and not a deceptive scumbag. These are my own problems, but I know that many other of my dedicated comrades are facing the same problem, too.

A tactless belief, even in spite of what I wrote. I can still trust them out of everyone else I know, even those in the Horde. We have been through so much, however, and this belief stems from those endeavors. Even so, I will see. This will truly be a battle which requires a tactful mind. ]] ]] ]] ]] ]]