When he saw Orcs in the snow once again, Nathanos immediately realized that fate had ultimately favored him and Alexstrasza. The Frostwolf Clan had found them.
This was a clan that placed great importance on tradition and its people. Compared to the Warsong Clan and the Blackrock Clan, they were rational and restrained. Many Orcs who had lived on Azeroth said that the Frostwolf Clan had once been the kindest Orc tribe on Draenor.
Of course, that alone was not enough to make Nathanos place his hopes in them. In the original history, Durotan's clan had not drunk the Demon Blood either, and he had been one of the few who could see through Gul'dan's conspiracy. Nathanos hoped that this world's Durotan could still retain his reason. Yet the Iron Horde was not a Horde enslaved by demons; every Orc still possessed their own sanity. That had also bound some of the most revered names in Orc history to the gears of war. According to intelligence from the Draenei, Orgrim of the Blackrock Clan had also joined the Iron Horde.
The friendship between Durotan and Orgrim was known to all. Before stating his purpose, Nathanos had to determine whether the Frostwolf leader had made the same choice as his friend.
Led by the Frostwolf Orcs to their home, Nathanos carefully observed this place called Warsong Hold. There were no war machines, only crude huts built from animal hides and wood. The good news was that there was no scent of iron here; the bad news was that the Frostwolf Orcs were truly... weak and outnumbered.
At the arrival of outsiders, many Orcs, like the Frostwolves beside them, became wary.
Under their watchful gazes, Nathanos found himself standing before the wooden hut at the very center of Warsong Hold. He had