Because I don't like having my post count as 69, here's a short story

((Alright, so I saw Totalbiscuit's coverage of stonetalon and I remembered 'hey, I have a troll that lives in Malaka'Jin! How is he dealing with all the new company?' This is pretty much how he reacts.))

It was a good hunt. He had drawn the thunder beast's attention long enough for Tali to hit it from the side. The beast's hide and entrails would bring him a good price at market, and the meat would feed them both for weeks to come. The Tauren used large teams of hunters when they assaulted such a creature, so they could carry it all back. Natame had only Tali. The sinews of the beast's legs he had stretched out, and woven together into a net. The hide had been wrapped around the meat, which he had salted to preserve it. The more valuable organs and glands had been placed into jars, enchanted by the Witch Doctor to keep them pure. All these had been placed into a sort of sled made of the sinews and bones, and hitched up to stalwart Tali. He would not make good time, but he would make good profit and the Loa would see that he did not squander their blessing and would perhaps grant him further blessings; maybe even a family one day. Many Trolls mocked him for thinking the Loa would involve themselves in such mundane matters, but he knew that the loss of the Echo Isles was a judgement by the Loa for their infidelity. They had failed to give the Loa credit for all their blessings and so their blessings were lost.

"Come Tali, Ol' Natame knows ya burden and he will reward ya for it when we make it home."
The Raptor snorted cheerfully and started off at a steady walk. He stayed back slightly, Tali pulled the hunt but she was vulnerable to other beasts; spiders, other raptors, there were still grimtotem raiders in the hills that would not hesitate to attack a lone Troll and his harnessed raptor.
But not this time. It was a long and quiet walk up the mountain path to Malaka'Jin, which he now called home. But when he arrived he noticed something almost instantly.
Lots of Orcs, armored Orcs, unarmored Orcs, Orcs carrying a weapon, Orcs carrying two weapons, Orcs with guns, and Orcs with axes, there were even Orcs wielding magics.
And He thought he saw a Peon crying in one of the corners while a larger Orc hit him with what he could only assume was some sort of shoe-a-rang.

It took him a while to find someone he recognized, most of the Trolls had migrated towards the Witch Doctor's cave at the end of town.
"Hey mon, why dere be all dese Orcs here?"
"Dats what he jus' explained, 'choo stupid or someting?"
Natame grabbed the younger Troll by the dreads and pulled his head back.
"No, I jus' been working ya lettil runt. 'Choo could try it sometime, might teach ya a ting or three about respectin ya elders."
"Don hurt me mon!"
"Get outta here lettil one, dere be no place in dese mountains for da weak a spirit."
The runt ran off and Natame found himself face to face with the Witch Doctor.
"What 'choo be doin roughin up da little one?"
"He be callin me stupid, I taught him to respect his elder."

The two stood staring eachother down for several minutes before Natame finally went for his pack.
"I brought 'choo da gland like ya ask."
The two friends laughed at the crowd, still tense from the assumed conflict.
"Come Ol' Natame, walk wit me."

Natame flipped a few silver to one of the Witch Doctor's daughters and motioned for her to unload Tali's sled. The girl had dealt with her before and he knew she'd manage to avoid reaching Tali's bad side.
Jin'Zil stopped when they reached a little shrine just above the village. Halazzi, of the untamed spirit, was commemorated here. His chosen patron, and responsible for all the hunters of his tribe.
"I thought, maybe it would be best for ya to be with da ones dat keep ya safe. To make sure ya don' do anyting ya regret."
"Jin'Zil, why are dere so many Orcs here?"
"Word on da winds be dat Thrall be steppin down as warchief." The Witch Doctor put a hand to his shoulder to silence him, seeing Natame's displeasure. "Da Hellscream be ordering da Horde to war already, Vol'Jin opposes him."
"Da shadowhunter be a wise leader den, dere be noting to be gained from war so soon after da Lich King."
"Dere be no war yet. But dey be building strongholds in da mountains. Most of da Orcs will move further in, but some of dem be here to assure Garrosh dat we be workin for da Horde."
"Thrall may be wise, but to put such a beast over da Horde is madness."
"On dis we agree; but for now we cannot do a ting."

Natame sighed and knelt before Halazzi's shrine. "Loa, give dis ya servant da strength to accept da wisdom of da warchief. And da patience to deal wit his successor."
"'Choo be a good troll Natame, an I think as much a blessing to da Loa as blessed by dem. Come, Ora'Zil will be finished wit Tali. Maybe 'choo could tell her of one of 'choo hunts?" The witch doctor nudged the hunter, and the two walked back into town.