Chieftain Band, Continued

Zul'ra followed Sok into the tent, listening to the sounds of instruments being tuned and the band members talking. There, amidst a pile of animal hides and copper drums, a group of people were conversing; they Horde all the tribes.

"Sok, what brings you here?" The first to stand up in front of Zul'ra as she walked in was the Tauren Thunderhorn, who was sitting in the middle. He was the founder of the band and was once the chief of a tribe in Shu'halo. He had white horns and a white forehead, and a tuft of brown hair tied into two braids that hung down to his shoulders. His beard was also tied into a tuft.

"Thunderhorn, let me introduce you. This is Zul'ra." Sok looked at Thunderhorn, making way for Zul'ra and Jaina behind him.

"And this one?" A blue-skinned Trolls with purplish-red hair and a hunched posture walked past Zul'ra and stared directly at Jaina, his gaze scrutinizing her.

"This is Jaina, Queen of Theramore." Zul'ra scanned each member of the Chieftain Band, introducing the Trolls with crimson hair and beard.

"Zul'ra Jin, please allow me to introduce the members of my band." Thunderhorn, noticing the slightly hostile aura emanating from his companion, began by introducing Zul'ra.

"This is my pianist, Makkai; he's the oldest among us."

"This is my guitarist, Sig Nithius, and this is Bergliss, who's in charge of accompaniment." Thunderhorn pointed to a handsome Sin'dorei holding a guitar and an indifferent Forsaken, introducing them. Unlike the Trolls Makkai, the two bowed or bent their heads to Zul'ra.

"Finally, our most esteemed lead singer, Samuro, is an incredibly powerful Warrior." Thunderhorn pointed to the Orcs with a white beard and sharp eyes and introduced him to Zul'ra. The Orcs nodded slightly to Zul'ra, Zul'ra nodded in response. He had seen this Orcs before; he had sung at the last Orgrimmar party, and it was quite good.

"Finally, there's me. I'm the drummer in the band. We members come from various races, but our love of music brought us together, just like Horde." Thunderhorn's tone was melodious and full of passion, both for music and for his Horde.

"Your group brings me honor; it is a testament to Horde harmony. But even so, I must tell you some bad news." Zul'ra looked at the Chieftain Band, confirming that their ethnic and political affiliation indicated they were indeed a group united by music, not servants of the demons.

"Why? I was just about to tune my guitar," Sin'dorei Nicholas expressed his dissatisfaction.

"Because demonic traces have appeared in the Poison Mist Peak in the northwest of the the Barrens, this place will become a battle camp." Zul'ra gave this reason for canceling the concert.

"Demons?" The band members were deeply moved upon hearing the explanation. The war at Mount Hyjal had placed demons in the position of enemies of the world.

"Yes, that's right, demons, and do you even know that you've attracted a group of Fireblade Orcs here?" Zul'ra nodded.

"Those are our fans. They idolize Samuro's voice, so they call themselves the Burning Blade Clan," Thunderhorn explained to Zul'ra, introducing Samuro in the process.

"Samuro, you and the Burning Blade Clan are..." Zul'ra looked at the Orcs with slight surprise, who seemed unremarkable except for his strong physique and the fact that he had sung loudly at the Horde party.

"I once carried the Fireblade banner, but the clan is extinct because some people tarnished that honor." Samuro spoke calmly, not objecting to his past as a member of the Burning Blade Clan, and also refraining from commenting on the band's fans calling themselves Burning Blade Clan.

"Your existence proves that this clan has not yet become extinct." Zul'ra looked at the composed Samuro and couldn't help but nod slightly.

"But I'm too old. Besides writing lyrics and singing, I can't do anything else." Samuro spread his hands, his expression changing from calm to weary. He had once wanted to revive the clan, but unfortunately, the demon cultists had messed things up, and he was no longer able to do it.

"Have you tried doing anything else?" Zul'ra asked, blinking. He knew that the Burning Blade Clan was highly regarded among the Orcs, possessing formidable swordsmanship and elemental manipulation skills.

"What can I do?" Samuro blinked.

"Pass on the swordsmanship and spirit of the Burning Blade Clan to the new generation of the Horde, and write the biographies of the Burning Blade Clan. Even if you can't fight, you can still do these things!" Zul'ra spread his hands.

"He's our lead singer, what are we going to do if he does those things?" Sig Nicholas couldn't help but speak up. He couldn't tolerate Zul'ra's persuasion to dismantle the band. He had only just joined the band and had found a semblance of chemistry with them.

"Just treat it as both my main job and a side job!" Zul'ra said sincerely.

"And what about us?" asked Bergliss, the Forsaken had remained silent. He was a blue-skinned human dead man whose head appeared to have been shattered, and whose face was now held together by two intersecting iron bands, making him look somewhat comical.

"Yeah! Samuro has found his side job, or maybe his main job, so what are we going to do?" Sig Nicholas said with a hint of grumbling. A band without a lead singer can't survive.

"That's easy, you guys just find a main job or a side job, that'll solve everything," Zul'ra said naturally.

"Can you offer them jobs?" Sig Nicholas rolled his eyes. If they wanted jobs, they wouldn't have formed a band to prepare for a tour.

"I don't have any job opportunities, but I can offer you some places to go, or some funds, so you can do something meaningful." Zul'ra noticed that the band members all seemed to be educated and quite talented, exactly the kind of people the Horde needed right now; it would be a waste for them to just make music.

"I don't think anything is more meaningful than what I'm doing now; I've only just begun to enjoy it," Sigurd Nicholas immediately rejected the idea, having only just begun to feel the passion of being on stage!

"Can't I open a newspaper, start a school, or even write some articles?" Zul'ra asked tentatively. Music is indeed meaningful, but the Horde doesn't mainly focus on that right now!

"Hmm? Tell me more." Sig Nicholas straightened his tone, as if it sounded quite appealing.

"Zul'ra, you've gone off-topic." Jaina couldn't help but twitch her lips as she looked at Zul'ra, who had originally come to check if the Chieftain Band had any demon cultists, but had now turned to advising the Chieftain Band members to change their ways. Where on earth had she gone off-topic?

Regarding "Guan Chao," it was an accidental mistake during writing. I apologize to everyone. That's all for tonight.