You knock on the door of an ox wagon in the middle of nowhere. well, somewhere in Azeroth, but honestly in terms of amenities the middle of buttfuck nowhere. You're an orc whose plans to take over Azeroth for the Horde kept on failing, and now you wanted to work under a real villain to show you the ropes. As the door to the wagon is opened you see four of your potential co-workers and partners in crime who look kinda... baffled to see ya, an orc witch, a troll fortune teller, a goblin inventor and a kobold who, typical kobold behaviour, only thinks of shiny stuff andcandles, but those are not important. Who is important, however, is ME, your employer, RAFAAM! Who may or may not have decided to hire you as the sixth member of our evil organization without telling the others. Ahem.