Traxxius part 3

I was in Hellfire Citidale, unknowingly the Commander had arranged for me to be in a group of four others, free willed adventurers. There was an Orc Warrior, an Undead Mage, A Troll Hunter, And a Orc Shaman, a average group, but the question was, why did the commander think i needed them? I had handled missions like this on my own before! While the thought of anyone thinking i needed help was enraging, i didnt say anything to the group.
After a few minutes we were buffed up, and ready to go. Everything was running smoothly, the red skinned orcs were dropping, and fast until we came up to a real challenge, Watchkeeper Gargolmar. We wait for him to get clear of the other orcs, and then we attacked. "What do we have here?" the Orc Taunted. Out of nowhere, two Fel Orc Sentries appeared, The warrior wasn't expecting them and was fatally caught off gaurd, so i switched to bear form and grabbed their attention. It took awhile, but like those before him, he dropped to the ground, dead.
We continued through the Ramparts until we stumbled upon an open area, but through a closer look, courtesy of the hunter, we saw a... well what looked like an Ered'Ruin Doomguard, but he was horribly mutated and discolored. The mage told us this creature, well freak, was the infamous Omor the Unscarred, a major member of the legion and one of the Overseers of the Fel Orcs, he also told us we should rest up, because we were in for one hell of a fight! But we were spotted, because the mage was trying to cast a protection spell on me, and he was able to sense the magic being used. "Haha! I see you over there! Pathetic mortals! Come, and die!" The demon shouted. Within a nanosecond i felt as if something was tugging on my very soul, and in an instant we were standing right infront of him! "Lok'tar Ogar! For the Horde!" We all shouted in unison. I was able to capture his attention, and keep it that way. The mage was casting frostbolt after frostbolt, maybe he threw in a pyroblast or two, but i wasent paying much attention to him. I was utilizing all of my abilities, the hunter was doing fine, well until he shot a Multi-shot which Omor saw, needless to say the demon used its power to deflect the shot, and split it into two shots, sending it them, and hitting the hunter and his pet. They were both killed instantly. After awhile the three man team of me, the shaman, and the mage, brought the demon down. We searched his body for any spoils of war, and found a staff that was perfect for the shaman and a leather chestgaurd that worked perfectly for me. To bad the mage didn't get anything, even though, he didn't seem to mind.

We continued, Dropping orc after orc. We finally got to the leader of the Hellfire ramparts after another fifteen minutes of killing fel orcs. The bugger was riding a dragon... How the hell are we supposed to take that out? Of course we found out that we actually didn't have to. Vazruden spotted us standing on his platform and took it as the challenge it was, i gotta give him props though, he didn't wimp out and throw stuff at us while he was riding the dragon, but instead he jumped off and took us on face to face. Of course i grabbed his attention, and kept it that way. The mage started of this fight in a highly offensive manner, as in Fireblast, pyroblast,
and fireballs, along with the ever powerful Arcane Blast, and Arcane Missiles. Needless to say i was proud of the him. The shammy, just casting those heals at me like there was no tomorrow. We were actually doing pretty good... Well... You know... Until the mage wasn't watching where he stepped and walked right into a patch of fire. Of course, he didn't survive, I was paying to much attention to the flaming mage that Vazruden was able to knock me on the head, pretty much unconscious, and praise be to the Earthmother, for the shaman, who was able to cast a special healing spell and give me back my consciousness, but thats not all, he also casted a vengence spell, which literally ripped Vazruden in half.
I thought we were done here, but sure enough Vazruden's dragon, Nazan, Landed, and attacked. The dragon went down fast, and without giving any fatal injuries to me, or the shaman. When the fight was done with i turned to the shaman and said "Thank you brother. Your assistance here will not quickly be forgotten, nor will the sacrifice of our companions". The shaman just nodded his head and teleported away.
When i got back from the Ramparts, i checked in with Nazgrel, apparently, he had another mission for me...

~Manuscript from Traxxius' Journal, Pages 21-30~