Warcraft: Lunarfall

The Arrival

"Open the gates!" a man wearing grey armor and a blue, golden lion embedded, tabard stood on top the gate's tower. "The recruits have arrived!" He shouted. The recruits walked through the gates. The wind was softly rustling the flags, which were hung from above. "Good afternoon!" The recruits were greeted by a broad, heavily armored dwarf. He had a grey pointy beard and dark skin. A scar was running through his right eye. Though his appearance came across as grisly, he gave a sense of warmth and was very welcoming. "I am your master at arms, commander Ptee Gronnbane, but you will refer to me as commander. For aslong as you are recruits atleast" he said with a grin. "Now, form up and follow me". The commander led the recruits to the town center, where 3 other people stood in front of the town hall. On the left stood a woman with black hair tied up into a ponytail. On the right a regal looking man with blue and gold shining armor. And in the middle a stout woman. A dwarf. She had her red hair tied up into a bun, tucked on top of her head. It matched her  dark red robes perfectly. "Welcome!" She said while clapping her hands together. "Welcome to your new home in Shadowmoon Valley. We are 3 of your 6 commanders here, with me as its head.  One is commander Gronnbane ofcourse, with Lady Saerah Hawkon and Highlord Ryison Aldman to my left and right. The other 2 will be introduced later" She smiled. "For now, the commander will show you to your barracks in which you will spend the nights here. We will talk again soon, and commander Gronnbane?" She asked quick before he went off. "Aye?" Ptee grunted. "Please join me and the others once you're done". "Aye, will do!" He said. "Now follow me recruits! Let's get you settled in!".

Ptee gave a quick tour of the town. Showing off the local tavern and butchershop. Walking towards the barracks they went past the abbey. "Listen up lads!" Ptee boomed. "This abbey doesn't only serve as a church of sorts. It is also where you will end up if you fail at combat training tomorrow. He laughed, but was quickly interrupted by another voice. "Still frightening the rookies I see!". A man with yellow eyes and long, dark brown hair stepped forward. He looked battle hardened. Just like Ptee, but not as welcoming and even more scarred. "Stop it or they'll piss themselves before they even start!" He laughed wholeheartedly. Ptee laughed and stomped him on the shoulder. "Good to see you" Ptee said. "Recruits! This is Grenn, our finest warrior. He will be training with us tomorrow. Ptee said excitedly to the group. Grenn stepped forward. "Aye" he said while laying his hand on his sword. "Watch me. Copy me. Fight like me. And you may yet survive in the battles to come" he snarled. One of the recruits grinned. "You think that's funny huh?". Grenn looked at the grinning recruit. "Well let me tell you what's not funny. You may think you can fight! You may think that the orcs you killed back home on azeroth are the same, so this must be over soon, right? Wrong! Grenn moved closer towards the recruit. "These creatures are savages! They will kill you were you stand. They are unpredictable and ruthless!". And in a quick move he sweeped the leg of the recruit M0making hm fall over his back with grenn his sword pointed at his throat. "Just. Like. Me." And he sheathed his sword. "To the rest of you..." The recruits looked up, some partially shaken from what just occured. "Do not expect me to go easy on you tomorrow... Training starts at dawn..." Grenn reached out and pulled the fallen recruit back up and started moving back into the barracks. Ptee looked slightly uncomfortable. Uncertain on how to respond to what just happened. "Welluh..." he mumbled. "Unpack your bags and settle in. You have the rest of the day to explore town. If you need me I"ll be at the town hall with the other commanders". And with that said, he walked off and the recruits started unpacking, with some setting off to the tavern immediately.