Tale of a Warlock II

Warlock Apprentice

After Gul'dan took Darkoll as his apprentice, he led the young seer to his Tower somewhere in Hellfire Peninsula...

"They have come to strengthen the orcish race, indeed, I have my own master as well" said Gul'dan while drinking wine and sitting on his throne. "Who is he?" asked Darkoll, he was sitting at a small table at the corner of Gul'dan's throne room and writing a scroll of 'Raise Dead' spell. "He is a powerful demon, one of the lieutenants of Sargeras, the dark titan, leader of the demonic Burning Legion. But my master an eredar, warlock like us, Kil'jaeden" Gul'dan drinked some wine again, a drop fell down his lips, he licked it away and continued, "My master Kil'jaeden, the Deceiver has gained me so much power, that soon I alone will command the entire orcish Horde!" he finnished. Darkoll felt a little suspicious about the demons and their powers. He thought that why won't the orcs command the demons? Then he kept on studying his writings. "I Will go to sleep, you, keep studying" said Gul'dan and went downstairs to his bedroom. Darkoll studied a while, then heard a battle outside. He went to the window and saw couple of orcs fighting against a demonic hound with two large horns, spikes on its back and strong monstrous legs and torso. The orcs barely resisted the mighty hound that was agile and strong. Darkoll, as a former seer of a village, saw his duty to help the orcs. He sneaked down the stairs and checked that is his mentor sleeping, and there he was in deep slumber. He kept on sneaking downstairs. He carefully opened the strong reinforced door unleashed quite bad sound when opened. He ran down the hill where he saw the orcs, he yelled "Hold on friends, I will help you" and grabbed his dagger and joined the fight. The two orcs nodded and kept fighting. The beast gave good resisitance, it dodged many hits and blocked many. Then Darkoll thought, he could try to raise the ancient dead deep under the ground. Darkoll said "Ill be right back" the other orc said "We can't hold much longer!" Darkoll ran to the tower, sneaked up the stairs, grabbed the scroll that he wrote and went back down the hill. He started to chant. The Felbeast noticed the arcane power inside him, the felbeast started to pursuit against Darkoll but the other orc took it's attention with his axe and yelled "I Don't what you are doing, but you'd better be fast" then suddenly six hands appeared from the ground and they pulled themselves up, Darkoll summoned three skeletal warriors with bucklers and scimitars. Now the three orcs and three former orcs fought against the felbeast and finally the other orc managed to slice it's leg so it couldn't move well and then one of the skeletons cutted it's head off. "That was a fierce battle" said the other orc, that was taller than the other who asked "Who are you necromancer, why did you defend us?" while Darkoll unsummoned the skeletal orcs. "I Am Darkoll Wolfgrim, apprentice of the warlock Gul'dan for now" he answered. "Gul'dan!? The one who was apprentice of the shaman Ner'zhul?" the shorter orc said and grabbed his axe, almos as if attacking Darkoll. "Yes, but do not worry, I mean no harm" he calmed down the shorter one. "I Got to go, take care of yourselves" and Darkoll ran back to the tower before his mentor would wake up. He sneaked upstairs and went to sleep.

Next day Darkoll woke up. He wen't downstairs and saw that Gul'dan wasn't there! He started to search him inside the tower and around the nearby region, but found no trace. Then he went back inside and poured some hot drink for himself. He thought about his new found power. He also thought that why the demons control the orcs? Why don't the orcs control the demons! If he could claim the powers of the leader of the Burning Legion, the dark titan called Sargeras, he could rule all of them and lead the orcish race to it's golden age! Then he thought that the power would be never possible to reach for any mortal creature, drank his drink and went to meditate.

In the evening he stopped meditating and felt strong, as he could smash a regiment of draenei alone. He looked out at the darkness upon the red plains, and saw his mentor coming back, but not alone, but with a group of other hooded orcs! Darkoll ran downstairs and took a spear with him. He went to wait at the door if they were coming for him! Then the door opened and Gul'dan saw his apprentice pointing him with spear and yelling "Who are they!?" Gul'dan calmly answered "They are 'he Shadow Council', and I have come to ask you to join them. They are my most fellow necromancers and friends" Darkoll knew his mentor and what he meant with word 'Friend', in battle a meatshield or otherwise a little helper to clean his shoes. Darkoll put the spear away and he joined 'The Shadow Council' at the table. Then Gul'dan rose and said "So, will you join us Darkoll? With us you will find power and glory" Darkoll suspected his words. Then he answered "I Will join you, master" Smile rose in Gul'dan's lips and he said "Good, now we can discuss about the future of the horde!" and sat down. Then he and the other necromancers started to discuss about the horde and it's weakest points for gaining the control...