Short Story 2011 Contest DraftThe war of the centaurs against Azeroth had been in their blood since birth, since Zaetar’s own father Cenarion stripped him of his power and cursed his bloodline, cursed the centaurs. It was their duty to fight against those who Cenarion had loved or honored.Short Story 2011 Contest Draft2 hours ago in Scraps More Like This
And then those Tauren had come. They smelled of green earth and shared similar powers as they, the centaurs. Then they had to go and be blessed by the Demi-God. It was then the war games between the two had turned to insult, testing the centaurs’ patience for years. They began to outright kill the too slow young ones who were seeking courage by stealing their sacrificial offerings.
It was too much for the shaman, Senka. The elementals’ rage he controlled paled in comparison to his hatred—to his thirst for revenge. His people thirsted for retribution, but union between centaurs was a rare occurrence. Yet Senka, along side his mate Grenka, had forced cooperation through power and brute streng