"Shut up!"

Rensack was no ordinary veteran, he followed the Horde from the other side of the Dark Gate to Azeroth, fought many battles, and finally followed Thrall to Durontar to establish Orgrimmar.

Although Rensack's status in Orgrimmar is not as good as that of King Sarufar, ordinary orc warriors really dare not snub him, after all, a powerful and legendary veteran is the glory of the tribe.

"Woo......"

Jarro was yelled at by Lunsack and immediately stopped crying, and the little troll seemed to know that he was a little too arrogant, and tried to restrain himself from tears.

The other little ones did not continue to be excited by Jarro's words at this time, but comforted each other and calmed down.

"Down from here is the Shadow Rift, and there's a big cavern in it called the Flame Rift, and I'm just trying to find you a warm and sheltered place to rest."

Although Lunsack was a little angry, he really couldn't get angry at a group of children, so he had to suppress his anger and patiently explain why he brought the little trolls here.

"Zarna is one of the best priests in Spirit Valley, and her sister Varna is one of the most gifted witch doctors in the Shadow Rift, and I hope she will take care of you."

When Jarro heard that it was the Warlock of the tribe who was about to take over them, he stopped crying instantly.

There seemed to be some panic in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure after taking Marri's hand......

"Let's go! From here, you have to go down and stay safe. ”

With that, Lunsack led his way down the passage, which was quite spacious, but it was obviously too narrow for the giant Kodomon.

"Jarro ......"

Marri took a few steps and whispered something to Jarro, seemingly worried, but the latter stopped her mouth with his hand.

Jarro patted Marri's lips lightly, motioning for her to stop talking, and waved his hand to the little trolls behind him, signaling them to be quiet.

The little ones listened to Jarro's instructions, and all of them were silent along the way, except for the little troll with the smallest head, who didn't know what he was muttering.

"Varna, these little ones are survivors that Lord Woking rescued from the Alterac Valley, can you take them in and take care of them for the time being?"

Lunsack led the trolls down the passage to the bottom of the Shadow Rift, where tents were scattered and bonfires surrounded them.

Rensack didn't know where Varna was, so he could only shout and look around the tent.

"Rensack, it's you!"

After a while, a female troll emerged from a nearby cave, and greeted the orc veteran with a smile at the sight of her.

"You don't usually have time to come over and have a look, so you'll give me a problem when you come!"

The female troll was dressed in an exaggerated manner, but it could be seen that it was a typical tribal witch doctor, not much different from the witch doctor that Woking brought to the Alterac Valley.

She resembles the Troll Priest Zarna, except that she seems more enthusiastic and speaks faster.

This is Zarna's sister, Varna.

"Varna, the Great Chief asked me to familiarize them with Orgrimmar, and it seems that he was going to let them stay for a long time."

Lunsack touched his big green head, as if at a loss.

"Don't talk to me about anything else, the Great Chief didn't let you come to me, did he? Is there a connection between them and me if they don't live in Orgrimmar for long? ”

After hearing Lunsack's words, Varna suddenly rushed to Lensack angrily like a fried chocobo, and poked her finger at the strong chest of the orc veteran.

"Oh! No! The Great Chief didn't explain this, because I wanted to find them a place to stay, and you know, Orgrimmar is too big, and it will be troublesome if you get lost......"

Lunsack hurriedly explained, but these reasons seemed to Varna to be all excuses, and it was not this that she was angry.

"And, moreover, it was Zarna who suggested that I bring them to you."

The orc veteran suddenly thought of a life-saving reason and moved Zarna out.

"Really?! So, you listen to my sister very much!? ”

Varna's tone was a little strange, but not as angry as she had been, and she left Rensack and came to the little trolls.

"Let me see, if you are too weak to be a warrior of the tribe, then there is no need to take it in!"

Varna examined the seven little trolls in turn, rolling their eyelids, tugging at their arms, and even slapping them on the back.

Cough! Ahem!

The little ones were tossed all the way, although they were a little uncomfortable, but there was no trace of resistance from the bottom of their hearts, even Jarro obediently let Varna fiddle with it.

"Hmmm! It's all quite sturdy, it's a good seedling! ”

Varna finally came to a conclusion, nodded in satisfaction, and then came to Rensack again.

"So, did you take them?"

Lunsack was anxious to know the answer, and if it was confirmed, he was ready to leave as soon as possible, and every time he faced Varna, he was a little inexplicably overwhelmed.

"What? In such a hurry to complete the task? ”

Varna crossed her waist with one hand and held the pendant around her waist with the other, which was made of animal bones and fangs, and it seemed that every witch doctor had a similar pendant.

"For example, if ...... You think they're not satisfied, I'...... You can go to someone else, it won't embarrass you......"

Lunsack began to stutter a little, a far cry from his usual image of a calm veteran.

"I'll take it, you get out!"

After Varna finished speaking, she turned around and led the seven little trolls towards the tent in the middle of the Shadow Rift, leaving Lunsack alone with his mouth blank open, not knowing what to do!

"Thank you!"

It took a long time for Lensack to come to his senses, smile and say two words to Varna, who had already led the little ones into the big tent.

The orc veteran was relieved, turned and briskly drilled his way out of the shadow rift along the passageway, leading the Kodomon away......

"I'm Varna, the resident witch doctor of the Shadowrift. How many of you, what's your name? Since I promised to let you live here, at least I should know who is who when I call you to do things, right? ”

After Varna led the seven little trolls into the big tent, she fetched water to freshen them up and struck up a conversation with them.

"My name is Jarro, and I am the chief of the Frostspear Clan, and they are all members of my clan."

Jarro was now acting like a leader, introducing the little trolls to Varna.

"This is my own brother, Sekar, and he knows how to eat; He is Mandogir, currently the strongest; That's Vinoxis, and these two are Marri and Jecreek, my good sisters, and our Guardians. ”

Jarro quickly finished introducing his people, and then looked at Varna.

"Guardians? Is this his name? ”

Varna looked at the youngest troll boy in surprise, her mind full of questions......