As you’re entering through the Valley of Strength into Grommash Hold…
“Live by these words: Lok'tar ogar!”
You hear the rough, almost deafening yell of the one and only Garrosh Hellscream, yelling at a batch of young Orcs seeking guidance from their Warchief. Overlord Varok Saurfang looks a bit perturbed off to the side, getting tired of hearing Garrosh yell all day long.
“Victory...or death. That is all the wisdom I have for you whelps, now hurry along and see it done!”
The Mag’har Orc Warchief grunts as he watches the recruits scurry off to complete a quest for them. Garrosh catches you from the corner of his yellow eyes, his muscled, brown toned body ripples slightly as he leans forward in his throne, watching you.
"Only the strongest may dwell in Orgrimmar…what do you want?”