Shawn was certainly not crazy. He had his own plan.
Shawn explained, "Jaina, didn't you find out that a grand gladiatorial tournament is being held in the Dire Maul arena right now? Ogres worship strength above all else, so plenty of them must be competing or watching. King Gordok might not compete, but quite a few of those ogre lords probably will, right? That would leave the ogres considerably weakened. Besides..."
Shawn paused, hoping to keep the others in suspense. But he discovered that the four women before him were each more shrewd than the last. Aside from Jaina, they had all lived for who knew how many years. How could Shawn possibly keep them in suspense?
They all wore expressions that said, "Talk or don't. Suit yourself."
Shawn could only continue, "Here's the thing. The Gor'dok Ogres have a very interesting custom. They only follow the strongest, whether that person is an ogre or not... Anyone who defeats the current King Gordok becomes the new King Gordok... If we can defeat King Gordok head-on, we'll have the strength of the entire Gor'dok clan at our disposal! Wouldn't that make dealing with the East and West Wings much easier?"
And that was not all!
Often, all they lacked was the relevant information. Otherwise, these four seasoned women would certainly have thought of even more than Shawn had.
At Shawn's words, Jaina's eyes lit up. "Isn't the arena occupied by ogres? If we take control of their forces, wouldn't rescuing King Varian and the others be a breeze?"
The Gor'dok Ogres were the locals, while Rehgar Earthfury and his gladiator team were merely passing through. Even a powerful outsider could not easily overpower the local boss, and against the mighty Gor'dok clan, Rehgar hardly qualified as powerful.
Shawn nodded and continued,