Twillight Desperation
Said the white tauren, jumping on the back behind his protector, the wyvern just flew off and glide into the way to orgrimmar. the seer pout after few pure minutes since the protector was almost about to leave him behind 'no need to be so gruff.'
Getting Ready
The orc that he had met in orgrimmar needed someone strong and bulky, and he was just that. he would be gone for a week, possibly longer.
Fyve: On Break (2)
Fyve stepped through the orgrimmar portal without blinking and walked out into the area of orgrimmar known as the valley of spirits. this was the training place of mages and priests.
Sowing Bad Seeds
**"sowing bad seeds"** a strong windstorm had come across orgrimmar; garrosh could hear the sounds of the storm from deep within his hovel.
An Unlikely Saviour
"last meal you'll get until thunder bluff, and last good meal you'll get until orgrimmar." --- --- --- the elf failed to notice the glances across his bare legs and body.
Dongfeng's Four-winds Wandering Ale
To visit outside the gates of orgrimmar, watching rosey-cheeked adventurers veering dangerously atop the backs of great horned rams, delivering barrels back and forth through durotar.
Warcraft Logs: Chapter Two
Liki stayed silent a moment before he sighed, “we can...but i haven't shifted since the siege of orgrimmar." “why is that?" “i…" liki started, but then slowly shook his head.
Ivar’s End 3
Finally… ivar faced orgrimmar. not the dirty city he’d barely seen before. no. this was the full might of the horde, screaming and shouting for garrosh, pumping fists while following the drums’ tempo.
For the Whored?
"to orgrimmar," the orc said. "and you?" "the same," he said, though he knew his purpose was much different from the orc's, whatever it was.
Dongfeng's Four-winds Wandering Ale
To visit outside the gates of orgrimmar, watching rosey-cheeked adventurers veering dangerously atop the backs of great horned rams, delivering barrels back and forth through durotar.
Ricebrew Log 1: The Spy
I arrived in orgrimmar by balloon, and before i even set foot in the city, i encountered trouble. several warriors with rippling muscles and scant armor stood in front of the gates, and wouldn't let me pass.
Orcs in the Stables
I shall bring him back to orgrimmar.” “wait. you can’t,” replied the human, raising his clipboard. “and why not? you’ve not respected the treaty; i shall do the same.” a sentence filled with purpose as thrall raised the doomhammer.