"I am Cho'gall! (Kneel! Kneel before us!)"

Gul’dan, beaten and defeated, shows up at Cho’gall’s to join team Old God.

“Behold the mighty and powerful god, humbled by mere mortals (Beaten like a welp! Crawling like a babe!),” the two-headed ogre looked upon the warlock with amused scorn. “Come to seek true power at last? (The Masters will drive him mad! Mad! Mad! Ahhaha!)”

“So the head still living takes control over the body entirely? Hmm…” A sly grin spread across her face.

Both heads glare at the dragonprincess. “You will find that it is far more preferable that I stay in control of the body, dragon. (Chaos will reign! Death, blood, gore!)”

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"Your worse nightmare. (Monsters under the bed! Darkness in the Light! Haha)," Cho’gall stepped out of the dark and into the pale moon light bathing the room from a window. Both of his heads smiled maliciously at her. "The Master wants to speak to you. (Deny him at your peril!)"

"You are a pathetic nightmare." Jaina glared at the ogre in her room before gathering magic in her hand. Throwing her arm up to cast the ice lance at him. "I’ll speak to no one’s master."

"You have little choice, (Take you in pieces we can!)" Cho’gall grunted as the ice embedded in his shoulder but he seemed to ignore it as his hands glowed an eerie darkness, and the shadows gathered around them. Tentacles erupted from the shadows and lashed out for Jaina, trying to grasp her limbs.

Gasping Jaina jumped out of her bed and ran toward her window. “That’s what you think monster.” Freezing the floor of her room allowing her to slide closer to the window. She refused to be taken by such a low class magi. 

One tentacle lashed out and wrapped around her ankle, dragging her back toward Cho’gall where a shadow gate awaited. “That is where you are wrong, human. (Haha caught like vermin! Squeeze!)

Falling to the ground with a thud before attempting to get back up. “Get this disgusting thing off me!” Shooting a fire blast at the tentacles in an attempt to free herself before shooting several fire bolts at the orge. 

"Your worse nightmare. (Monsters under the bed! Darkness in the Light! Haha)," Cho’gall stepped out of the dark and into the pale moon light bathing the room from a window. Both of his heads smiled maliciously at her. "The Master wants to speak to you. (Deny him at your peril!)"

"You are a pathetic nightmare." Jaina glared at the ogre in her room before gathering magic in her hand. Throwing her arm up to cast the ice lance at him. "I’ll speak to no one’s master."

"You have little choice, (Take you in pieces we can!)" Cho’gall grunted as the ice embedded in his shoulder but he seemed to ignore it as his hands glowed an eerie darkness, and the shadows gathered around them. Tentacles erupted from the shadows and lashed out for Jaina, trying to grasp her limbs.

Gasping Jaina jumped out of her bed and ran toward her window. “That’s what you think monster.” Freezing the floor of her room allowing her to slide closer to the window. She refused to be taken by such a low class magi. 

One tentacle lashed out and wrapped around her ankle, dragging her back toward Cho'gall where a shadow gate awaited. "That is where you are wrong, human. (Haha caught like vermin! Squeeze!)

"Your worse nightmare. (Monsters under the bed! Darkness in the Light! Haha)," Cho’gall stepped out of the dark and into the pale moon light bathing the room from a window. Both of his heads smiled maliciously at her. "The Master wants to speak to you. (Deny him at your peril!)"

"You are a pathetic nightmare." Jaina glared at the ogre in her room before gathering magic in her hand. Throwing her arm up to cast the ice lance at him. "I’ll speak to no one’s master."

"You have little choice, (Take you in pieces we can!)" Cho'gall grunted as the ice embedded in his shoulder but he seemed to ignore it as his hands glowed an eerie darkness, and the shadows gathered around them. Tentacles erupted from the shadows and lashed out for Jaina, trying to grasp her limbs.

"Your worse nightmare. (Monsters under the bed! Darkness in the Light! Haha)," Cho'gall stepped out of the dark and into the pale moon light bathing the room from a window. Both of his heads smiled maliciously at her. "The Master wants to speak to you. (Deny him at your peril!)"

"You mean you feigned death?  Ingenious.  Glad to see you lived through those pesky heroes.  Did you absorb Mar’gok’s powers as has been rumoured?”

"No. The heroes interrupted me before I could. (Pesky do-gooders!)”, the ogre lied while glaring angrily at one of the nearby prisoners.

The warlock narrowed his eyes at Cho’gall.  He was a promising pupil…  ”You are not lying to me are you?” Reports had it that Cho’gall had absorbed Mar’gok’s powers and then he had fallen.  Whatever that meant.

"If I had, would I be here?" Cho’gall challenged, folding his arms across his chest. For once his other head was silent and he was glad for it.

Gul’dan eyed the second head.  it did not get past him that for once, the other was not interjecting some kind of comment.  ”Hmph.  So you are telling me you are still weak and not worthy of being my pupil?”

He suspiciously eyed the warlock. “I still absorbed the Naaru. (Yes, the god is ours!)” Hopefully that was enough to keep Gul’dan from trying to kill him outright for his betrayal.

"Of course I know how. Highmaul lies in ruins and Mar’gok is dead. (The line of Sorcerer Kings is ended!)" Cho’gall followed the Orc with his gaze as he answered him. The warlock had no clue where his allegiance truly lay. This Orc was nothing compared to his true master. "I nearly achieved what I set out to do with that power. Those raiders interfered before I could finish. (We wants revenge!)"

"And yet it was not your hand that struck down Mar’gok.  Nor your actions that has brought Highmaul to ruins."  The warlock came back to face the ogre once more, appraising the creature before him like a piece of meat.  "You were captured.  If it were not for those raiders that interfered, you would be the dead one.  Or am I wrong?”

Cho’gall was brazen enough to laugh. “I allowed myself to be captured. (The fools thought they could contain us.)” The ogre glared at Gul’dan as he folded his arms. “Highmaul fell because it was too busy fighting me. Those raiders would never have gotten past the arena if my army hadn’t distracted the guards. (The Pale served well.)”

"There are plenty of Pale remaining. (More than enough to crush our enemies!) What do you want them for?" Cho’gall canted his head to the side and the other leaned away.

"Distractions, of course.  I need your Pale to continue distracting the idiots that Khadgar keeps sending out.  Also, if we can pull those empowered rings off their corpses and possible relics that they may have on them.  You and I have work to do once we get enough bodies.  We have some death knights to raise.”

"Death knights?" Cho'gall questioned curiously. This was the first time he's heard of such a thing from Gul'dan and wondered what he meant by them.

He leans into her face, the foul breath of both of his heads reaching her. “Because you smell like Fel. (Hides behind lies, she does!)”

She coughed and pulled away from him, “Oh Light…and you wreak of onions and garlic. You moron. Of ocurse I smell like Fel. I’ve been dealing with all of these blasted Shadow Council members. They practically keep the stuff stewing all day. When you go into an area, and clean house, you’re bound to smell off for a bit.”

"Do not think me for a fool, girl. I know when one is tainted with the Fel. You have tasted the power and used it. (Once a warlock, always a warlock!)" Cho’gall straightened, confident in what he knows of her.

Cho’gall laughed at her fire, both of his heads did. “I should suggest to your master to have you summon one just to break you in. (Gul’dan loves breaking his toys!)”

A shudder of her tall form at the idea. Thus far, Gul’dan had allowed her to retain at least most of her free will. It’s how she kept getting into trouble and undermining her Master’s plans. But she wasn’t going to say that outloud, not with this ugly brute around. “Gul’dan knows that breaking me would make me useless for his plans. He needs me to act as natural as I can.”

"You won’t always be useful to him. When this world burns, you will be his to break and remold and I will be there to watch. (Ha ha. Such is the fate of all who are his!)

"It’s adorable you think that I’m that weak." She said, trying to fake the confidence. "And what about you, of psychotic one? Do you think he’s going to be willing to share this world with someone as annoying as you?"

"You are weak. (Weak as a mewling cub!)" the ogre laughed and walked around her. He pointed at himself as he continued to speak, "I know Gul’dan will not share. I know he uses us all for his own personal gain. But I know how to break free. (We can help you!)"

"You want out from under his grasp or not, priest? Don’t ask questions and do as I say. (Obey and freedom is yours!)" Cho’gall waited to see how much she truly desired freedom from Gul’dan. If she refused him, he would simply leave and report to Gul’dan that his little pet was betraying him and let him punish her.

"I don’t. (A pawn is needed!)" he answered, unawares of what she had done "But perform well and my master will reward you your freedom. Interested? (You cannot refuse. It is the only way to be free.)"

"For now you will keep me informed of what Gul’dan has you do. (Spying spy spies on her Keeper!)" The ogre grinned and stepped back from the tainted priest. "And if he commands you to move against the human Archmage that is obsessed with him, do not. My Master has plans for him that are more preferable to what Gul’dan would do to him."

Cho'gall leaned in so he invaded her personal face once more. "And if Gul'dan learns of this conversation or what I am having you do, you will wish that it was Gul'dan who punishes you. (The Master does not tolerate betrayers!)"

He leans into her face, the foul breath of both of his heads reaching her. “Because you smell like Fel. (Hides behind lies, she does!)”

She coughed and pulled away from him, “Oh Light…and you wreak of onions and garlic. You moron. Of ocurse I smell like Fel. I’ve been dealing with all of these blasted Shadow Council members. They practically keep the stuff stewing all day. When you go into an area, and clean house, you’re bound to smell off for a bit.”

"Do not think me for a fool, girl. I know when one is tainted with the Fel. You have tasted the power and used it. (Once a warlock, always a warlock!)" Cho’gall straightened, confident in what he knows of her.

Cho’gall laughed at her fire, both of his heads did. “I should suggest to your master to have you summon one just to break you in. (Gul’dan loves breaking his toys!)”

A shudder of her tall form at the idea. Thus far, Gul’dan had allowed her to retain at least most of her free will. It’s how she kept getting into trouble and undermining her Master’s plans. But she wasn’t going to say that outloud, not with this ugly brute around. “Gul’dan knows that breaking me would make me useless for his plans. He needs me to act as natural as I can.”

"You won’t always be useful to him. When this world burns, you will be his to break and remold and I will be there to watch. (Ha ha. Such is the fate of all who are his!)

"It’s adorable you think that I’m that weak." She said, trying to fake the confidence. "And what about you, of psychotic one? Do you think he’s going to be willing to share this world with someone as annoying as you?"

"You are weak. (Weak as a mewling cub!)" the ogre laughed and walked around her. He pointed at himself as he continued to speak, "I know Gul’dan will not share. I know he uses us all for his own personal gain. But I know how to break free. (We can help you!)"

"You want out from under his grasp or not, priest? Don’t ask questions and do as I say. (Obey and freedom is yours!)" Cho’gall waited to see how much she truly desired freedom from Gul’dan. If she refused him, he would simply leave and report to Gul’dan that his little pet was betraying him and let him punish her.

"I don’t. (A pawn is needed!)" he answered, unawares of what she had done "But perform well and my master will reward you your freedom. Interested? (You cannot refuse. It is the only way to be free.)"

"For now you will keep me informed of what Gul'dan has you do. (Spying spy spies on her Keeper!)" The ogre grinned and stepped back from the tainted priest. "And if he commands you to move against the human Archmage that is obsessed with him, do not. My Master has plans for him that are more preferable to what Gul'dan would do to him."

Khadgar furrowed his brow, sending a hefty blast of Arcane in Cho’gall’s direction. “Leave while you still can! I won’t ask you again!” Big words coming from someone who knew he was outnumbered.

"Yes, that is I. And no, I will not. But YOU will, if you refuse to leave. Which would be in your best interest." He looked up at Cho’gall, holding his ground steadfast. 

He gripped Atiesh tightly. “Because I know what your ilk is capable of. And I will see to it that you will not harm or destroy this world!” He puffed his chest out, trying to look bigger than what he actually was.

"This world’s end is coming," Cho’gall declared with fanatical conviction before swinging his mace at the archmage. "There is nothing you can do to save it. (The end is nigh! Ha ha!)"

"That’s your own deluded opinion! I know I can save this world!"  He back peddled, blinking away from the range of the Ogre’s mace. 

Cho’gall threw a shadow bolt at Khadgar when he wouldn’t stand still long enough for him to hit. “The only deluded being present is you, human. You come here believing you can make a difference and the only thing you will save is yourself in the end. The sky will burn red and you,” he pointed his mace at the mage. “Will watch it burn. (Rain fire the sky will! They come! Nothing can stop the coming of the masters!)

Khadgar grunted as the shadowbolt hit him in the shoulder. He took a oment to rub it, and glowered at Cho’gall. “I will NOT allow the Legion to destroy another world so long as I draw breath!”

Khadgar snorted. “Don’t you dare! Coward!” He ran closer, firing off several arcane blasts at Cho’gall, fire burning in his eyes. Foolish and stubborn as always.

Cho'gall grunted and stumbled halfway through the gate and in his fury and pain, swung backward at Khadgar with his mace.

"You mean you feigned death?  Ingenious.  Glad to see you lived through those pesky heroes.  Did you absorb Mar’gok’s powers as has been rumoured?”

"No. The heroes interrupted me before I could. (Pesky do-gooders!)”, the ogre lied while glaring angrily at one of the nearby prisoners.

The warlock narrowed his eyes at Cho’gall.  He was a promising pupil…  ”You are not lying to me are you?” Reports had it that Cho’gall had absorbed Mar’gok’s powers and then he had fallen.  Whatever that meant.

"If I had, would I be here?" Cho’gall challenged, folding his arms across his chest. For once his other head was silent and he was glad for it.

Gul’dan eyed the second head.  it did not get past him that for once, the other was not interjecting some kind of comment.  ”Hmph.  So you are telling me you are still weak and not worthy of being my pupil?”

He suspiciously eyed the warlock. “I still absorbed the Naaru. (Yes, the god is ours!)” Hopefully that was enough to keep Gul’dan from trying to kill him outright for his betrayal.

"Of course I know how. Highmaul lies in ruins and Mar’gok is dead. (The line of Sorcerer Kings is ended!)" Cho’gall followed the Orc with his gaze as he answered him. The warlock had no clue where his allegiance truly lay. This Orc was nothing compared to his true master. "I nearly achieved what I set out to do with that power. Those raiders interfered before I could finish. (We wants revenge!)"

"And yet it was not your hand that struck down Mar’gok.  Nor your actions that has brought Highmaul to ruins."  The warlock came back to face the ogre once more, appraising the creature before him like a piece of meat.  "You were captured.  If it were not for those raiders that interfered, you would be the dead one.  Or am I wrong?”

Cho’gall was brazen enough to laugh. “I allowed myself to be captured. (The fools thought they could contain us.)” The ogre glared at Gul’dan as he folded his arms. “Highmaul fell because it was too busy fighting me. Those raiders would never have gotten past the arena if my army hadn’t distracted the guards. (The Pale served well.)”

"There are plenty of Pale remaining. (More than enough to crush our enemies!) What do you want them for?" Cho'gall canted his head to the side and the other leaned away.