The ground trembled beneath the weight of ten hundred thousand marching Orcs, a sea of green flesh and iron armor that stretched beyond the horizon. Their banners, emblazoned with the blood-red sigil of Garak'thar, flapped in the wind like ominous omens of doom. At the forefront of the colossal army was Gromar the Ironhide, the War Chief, a towering figure covered in thick, scarred iron plates, his eyes burning with the lust for conquest.
Gromar rode a massive war boar, its tusks sharp as blades, snarling as it led the charge across the endless desert plains. The Orcs, both players and NPCs, were chanting in unison, their deep guttural voices forming a haunting war song that reverberated across the land. The combined roars of the horde made the air itself feel heavy with the impending bloodshed.
[Gromar the Ironhide]
- Level: 200
- Class: War Chief
- Health Points: 1,000,000
- Abilities:
