"Rend Blackhand!"
Tauren High Chieftain Cairne Bloodhoof strode into Grommash Hold, his thunderous roar filled with fury.
Faced with the sudden intrusion, the Dark Riders of Rend's guard stationed at Grommash Hold naturally moved to stop him. However, upon recognizing Tauren High Chieftain Cairne Bloodhoof, they did not interfere, silently stepping aside to continue guarding Chieftain Grommash's safety.
"Rend Blackhand, I want to see you!" Tauren High Chieftain Cairne Bloodhoof's booming voice echoed through Grommash Hold.
This brought out the Dark Riders' leader, Taron Gorefiend. Taron Gorefiend did not care whether Cairne Bloodhoof was the Tauren High Chieftain; he obeyed Rend alone. In a hoarse voice, he replied bluntly, "Do you think you can see the Horde Warchief whenever you please?"
"I am Cairne Bloodhoof, Tauren High Chieftain! I helped Thrall establish this Horde. I have something to say to him, and I will say it now!" Cairne Bloodhoof was clearly throwing his weight around as one of the Horde's elders.
Just as Cairne Bloodhoof and Taron Gorefiend were about to come to blows, Rend's voice rang out in time.
"Taron Gorefiend, let him in. The Tauren High Chieftain must have something urgent." Rend had spent the entire night studying how to respond to the Cataclysm and planning to buy up the shares of the Goblins' major factions while the Cataclysm struck. He had gone to sleep late, only to be awakened by an elderly, sonorous voice.
Cairne Bloodhoof provocatively snorted at Taron Gorefiend, then strode into Grommash Hold and entered the chieftain's hall.
The old bull, Cairne Bloodhoof, was anything but polite as soon as he entered the hall. "You have betrayed Thrall's trust. I had originally thought you could shoulder this heavy burden, that you merely lacked experience and seasoning."
"But I was wrong. You, Rend Blackhand, are