Jin’zal awoke to the rising sun glaring across the red sands of Durotar. His eyes timidly opened, pained by the bright light and wishing he could continue his peaceful and much needed rest. Oh my, what am I doing in the desert? Slowly his memories returned to him as he lifted his head, looked about and saw the endless expanses of sand.
Trying to get up he winced at the feel of sand scraping against his bare skin. What could I have been thinking?! Oh wait… At that point he felt the iron muscled arm of the young orc Lae yanking him back down into the ground and into her chest. Jin’zal grinned to himself, enjoying the moment then quickly wiped it from his face, feeling silly.

