They wanted power, so badly, they destroyed my people to obtain it.
The humans and their desire for conquest... shattered our civilization. Thrall and his promises of peace and leadership... shattered our spirit. And the elves and their lust for magic...they managed to shatter the whole damn world. It was between these evils that our land.... troll land... was stripped from us.
But no longer. For as I write these words to remind myself of the evils of the past...
I take my people's land back. One drop of blood at a time.
They believe this to be degrading... spending our nights outside of their keep. I suppose for the soft skinned blood elves, perhaps it is. But I would not be caught dead spending a night in their warm soft beds. To depend on such indulgences is weak. It denies the chance to embrace the true power of this world. The wild.
The other grots, they take to their mud pits... wincing and complaining. I doubt they will last long. I've taken residence in one of the nearby trees, overlooking the crossroad that leads to Stromgarde's entrance. I have no intention of being caught unprepared of an enemy encroachment. From here, I can scout my position for miles around. I half expect one of the ranking guild members to order me out. There are those among them more concerned with their personal amusements, than capitalizing on the strategic advantages surrounding their hold.
Though for all their bravado and arrogance, this Blacktooth lot aims at a goal lost to so many. The complete destruction of the alliance scum. It has been several years now, since my arrival on Kalimdor. Several years surviving in the forests of Feralas, the plains of Mulgore, and the mountains of Stonetalon. I feared I would never find those who shared my cause. That I was to fight this war... the war which must be fought... on my own.
But now, I see purpose beyond my own ends. My killing of scattered alliance... the occasional night attack on a camp, or the killing of a lone adventurer... they helped satiate my desire for vengeance... but I always knew it wouldn't amount to what I aspired to achieve.
Now, here among the Blacktooth Grin, I see the means to destroy the alliance empire. I will have justice for my people.
*pasted into the journal is a pamphlet, taken from a sign post near the borders of Ashenvale and The Barrens...*