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Welcome! Lost Soulz of Azeroth, and welcome to you too
visitor. We are a brand new guild started on June 30th, 2008. We are currently still under construction.
This guild was created to abolish the Alliance. We are diligent in our cause to claim the world for the Horde.
Through loyalty and numbers we shall see the top as one unit. True, at first we will be just another struggling guild
looking for fortune and fame, but with dedication and persistance we will succeed. The road will be long and hard, but
prosperous for those who give all and push on. This guild will help one another to level characters, search for the
best gear, and grow into an army to start raiding. Now we will have a word from the Soul Primordial, Gurthog.
"After obtaining my mount, I decided to take a vacation back
to where it all began. What better way than breaking in my Dire Wolf. So my mount, my pet boar, and myself(Orc
Hunter) left Orgrimmar. We didn't stay on the road, we used a zig-zag pattern stiring up all the MOBs. As the
sun started to set we reached our destination, Valley of Trials.
How small it all looked, compared to Orgrimmar. Hardly anyone
around. I dismounted and went to see Gornek in The Den. We sat and talked for awhile. I told him about some
of my adventures, and he told me about some of his past ones. I left him so i could set up camp, and go see Jen'shan,
my old Hunter Trainer. I ate dinner with Jen'Shan and we talked about the hunter's talents and skills, and again about
my accomplishments.
When it was time to sleep I was out in no time. That's
when the change truly came upon me. That push from level 1-40, all on my own. Time spent getting killed by some
high level Alliances member, but I kept pushing on. Then the dream happened.
The greatest war in all of Azeroth was taking place. Both
sides losing countless numbers. Fires blazed bright and smoke filled the air. You could smell the gunpowder, and
feel the magical residue. Screams of the dying and the clash of weapons could be heard all around. I noticed I
was standing in the middle of it all, and I was level 70 Hunter and part of a guild. Then the spirit floated down beside
me.
"Gurthog, you are now the Guild Master of Lost Soulz of Azeroth.
You are the Soul Primordial."
"How can this be?"
"You created it from scratch along with the House of Twelve.
Don't you remember?"
"House of Twelve?"
"Your council. Enough talk I gotta make an appearance
in D3."
"D3?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Long story. Anyways, this is
the moment you have been waiting for. Prove you are worthy of your title and be rewarded well."
With that the spirit left, and I charged into battle.
I destroyed foe after foe, but they seemed to keep respawning. For hours I fought to kill, thinking no end would ever
come. Then I found my chance for victory.
The smoked began to clear and in my range I seen the Alliance
leader. He was a Human Paladin, so I had to react quick. I sent my pet to attack while I fired volley after volley
of arrows. The paladin started to advance. Too bad he didn't know I had a trick up my sleeve. When he got
into melee range I swung my massive Two Handed Axe and beheaded the Alliance's only hope. Everything went still.
It was the end, I could feel it. I looked around to see only my guild members. We were the only surviving guild
left. So we rightfully took our place as rulers of the world."
"I woke sodden with sweat, and chills running down my spine.
I automatically broke up camp and headed back to Orgrimmar. I had a vision and a mission, to build the best guild.
So here I am now, ready to lead you to the end and then some."
-Soul Primordial
