Rogg Posts

He’s just a little Orc, looking for his family. These stories chronicle the adventures of a very small part of a very big world.


Rogg: New Threads

Rogg: New Threads

Even with the fading vestiges of twilight framing the city in mournful violet, my conversation with Zallas had put a spring in my step, one that a few hours prior I didn’t know if I’d find again. I followed his lead as he seemed to wander around Orgrimmar,...
Rogg: Barren Wastes

Rogg: Barren Wastes

My return to Orgrimmar was met with little fanfare – I was just another traveler in a long line of those coming and going from the Horde capital. I had found some useful herbs on the way which let me make a poultice for mending my arm after an errant stag attack. I...
Rogg: Hill and Dale

Rogg: Hill and Dale

My mind wasn’t totally at ease the next morning, but seeing the camp come together around the breakfast fire did help alleviate some of the pangs of guilt I still felt when I thought about the bloody night prior. The woodsman I helped save, a tall orc named...
Rogg: First Blood

Rogg: First Blood

Crossing over a hill toward the outpost of Valormok, or so my map had me believe, I heard the sound of armed combat. This wasn’t like the training halls I passed while waiting to talk to the Blademaster, where recruits were attacking straw and wooden dummies...
Rogg: The Horizon

Rogg: The Horizon

Though my trip to the large capital hadn’t resulted in me reuniting with my sister, it was hard to think of the adventure as a failure. I had been farther afield than almost anyone I knew, and while the journey ahead was much less certain than it had once been,...
Rogg: True Bravery

Rogg: True Bravery

Walking from the Valley of Strength, filled with its endless hustle and bustle, into the more quiet corridors of the Drag was a welcome change. People there seemed less in a hurry, and there were fewer travelers. It reminded me of our small village, after the...