Pairing: Garrosh/Thall (the slashes before and after represent attack and reception, irreversible)
Rating: R or higher (temporarily PG)
Introduction: Azeroth and Draenor are set in an imaginary world, and all kinds of legions will go to hell. Draenor maintains its original plump and pure appearance, and the orcs stay in a state of inter-clan communication but independent living. None of the fathers are dead, so this is the "campus" life of a group of second-generation orcs making jokes in Draenor?
Go'el, the "returnee", returned to Harlan College in Nagrand from Azeroth's Institute of Higher Education to further his studies as a primitive shaman. He began to gradually learn to take over the daily work of the Frostwolf clan so that his father could free up his hands to communicate more with the souls. When he returned to Nagrand, he felt full of malice from the young heir of the Warsong clan - and he had no idea where he had offended him, considering that they had only "just" met.
Disclaimer: The characters and settings belong to Blizzard, I only own my weird imagination.
PS: The short and sweet story is of varying length, and the characters should be as non-OOC as possible - but there is no guarantee... Well... It will be updated together with "Orgrimmar: The Land Under Our Feet", but I will focus on writing that one first. Therefore, the speed cannot be guaranteed, maybe because I was physically and mentally exhausted from writing that article, so I had fun opening a small pit.
All kinds of unprovoked bullying of little sweet stalks.