Draejon

Xiao Chen was once a great soldier of Huaxia known for his strange, unique but effective tactics and plans during operations. He would always assume command and orchestrate highly-dangerous missions and would lead his unit to success.

He was known for being a great commander which made his military rank soar, from being a young lieutenant freshly graduate from the academy to becoming one of the youngest general that Huaxia had ever seen.

Sadly though his military career was cut short when he was deeply involved in the older generals politics. He died a tragic death when he was murdered by the men who he trusted so much and considered his brothers.

His soul wandered through the river of time and space still seeking vengeance and was soon swallowed up by a swirling light.

He soon found himself in the body of a monster or that's what others consider him to be. He had a hulking figure pack with muscles,towering nearly 7ft tall, a pair thick tusks jutting out from his mouth and lupine ears along with the great desire for battle welling up inside him.

He begins his new journey as a green hulking monster or an orc as what his kind was called, a monster born for war and lived for war.

Rise of the Horde

After the Royal Messengers silhouette could no longer be discerned, the amused looks on the faces of the commanders and the nobles faded as it was replaced with a serious and solemn expressions.

"Ha! That good for nothing actually became the king and we wouldn't even know about if not for that poor man who came to inform us." Commander Kontar grumbled as he took his sit around the table where they were previously drinking at. He reached for the jar of ale at the hands of Commander Karim which the fat man quickly pulled away and brought it to his lips and chugged down another mouthful of it.

Lines started emerging upon the forehead of Commander Kantor as his fellow commander was hugging the jar of ale like it was his most treasured possession that he must protect from him at all cost. "Why you..?" he muttered but he just snorted in displeasure when Viscount Redore handed to him a new jar of wine which a servant just brought to the table.

Chapter 222