A warior has been born

I am Morgg, the orc without a clan.

My teachers told me that I was born in Dustwallow Marsh, a marshy place, where big animals roam free, animals that are able to bite your head off if you're not attentive.

I am the one without a clan since I never had parents to claim my name in front of the clan. My trainer Frang, told me that when he found me, he found also the remains of my parents and the sight wasn’t pretty. Over a mug of ale he told me that when he found the remains of my parents, there were murloc marks on them and on me.

Now my home is Durotar, a rather dusty place. My trainer took me in and now I always have a blanket near his tent to lay my head on. We are now camping in the Valley of Trials, where all orcs come when they reach the age of adulthood.