IC
(Present day; IRL date: early October 2019)
At dusk, somewhere in Hillsbrad Foothills, Grunt Themrok pushed himself off a tower’s walls and approached the rest of the ragtag company of comrades he happened to be serving alongside.
The entire crew of the Howling Axe warband looked haggard, and inexperienced. The warband numbering about 500 souls strong mostly consisted of ex-peons, troublemakers and other types of undesirables deemed too unfit to serve under the banner of a real warband.
Themrok, of course, knew that the fate of the grunts of the Howling Axe was governed by Stone Guard Bloodfist; the orc better known as The Overseer. The Overseer favoured exerting a heavy-handed approach to instill discipline crush any sign of disobedience against the peon-like rabble that was the Howling Axe.
Being one of the oldest-serving members of the warband, Themrok remembered seeing the Overseer exactly twice. As the warband was about to experience one of the most memorable moments of its history on that very night, the number of sightings would remain exactly the same.
As agreed-upon in the First Horde War Council, the Howling Axe was to join the rest of the Horde forces and strike hard to claim the city of Southshore for the Horde.
The plan for the Howling Axe was to split its forces into a three-pronged attack and attack and overwhelm the defences of the town of Southshore. According to Overseer’s suggestion, Sergeant Woljik was to trial the novel “orc wave” doctrine of attack and report on its efficiency.
In pitch-black darkness, Themrok looked at his sundial, trying to make out the time. He glanced on one of the fresh recruits of the warband, the forsaken mage Darve as the latter looked at Themrok almost pleadingly.
“So, who is leading this?”, Darve asked
“Beats me”, Themrok, responded matter-of-factlyAn important piece of information that eluded the grunts of the Howling Axe, was that the entire rest of the Horde War Council had called off the attack days before it were to happen. The new command never made it in time to the grunts doing the attack (or was simply never sent by the War Council). Armed with fool’s hope and fresh equipment, the Howling Axe jumped into the fray.
Four hours later, the night sky was studded with red flares, and the soil was filled with a long trail of orc corpses and wounded. The few surviving members of the warband (at least those that hadn’t already deserted) huddled together in Tarren Mill looking for a sense and meaning about this. Something was about to change for them, and this change would come from within.
OOC
The Howling Axe is looking for new recruits.
Officially, The Howling Axe is run by the orc called Overseer. Unofficially, nobody really cares about the livelihood of the members of the band. Instead, the members have to rely on their own means and resourcefulness to survive in an increasingly-hostile world.
For all intents and purposes, the level of disorganisation permeating the Howling Axe makes it look like a warband by name only. The kind of activities you, as a member of the “warband” will have to do to survive and thrive will grow to encompass anything from resource scavenging, striking hard compromises with other guilds and factions, and generally trying to stay out of trouble; all the while serving the Horde.
If you believe you are interested; stalk us out in-game, and roleplay with us!
Guild features
- A guild theme that blends tragedy, lighthearted moments and mismanagement; all at once
- A community of fun, mature, sociable people with a passion for RP
- The story arc of the Howling Axe is not set in stone, and will evolve according to the ZT server environment
- RP mentoring
- Complete IC anarchy; everybody gets to be a Grunt (except for the Overseer)
- Some Grunts are more equal than others
- We accept all classes, races and even alignments
