Originally Posted by
Lokann
...Then the doors slammed open, and Rhonin appeared.
His fiery red hair caught the torchlight, making it shine with that lustrous sheen that truly made it a marvel to behold. He looked at the gathering from over his broken nose that he never had fixed by his own choice. His eyes flashed briefly as he noticed the grim expressions on the others' faces.
"What happened?" he asked in his rich baritone.
Jaina Proudmoore was the first to speak. "We have sensed a disturbance beneath Azeroth's crust. We fear there might be trouble brewing." "What kind of trouble?" he asked, disturbed by the words the sourceress just uttered. "We aren't sure, but it must be something dark and evil..."
Rhonin knew of only one being powerful enough to be able to cause a thing like that. "Deathwing," he muttered. The room went silent.
"Are you sure you're not mistaken, human?" asked Aethas Sunreaver, the blood elven magister. Rhonin shot him a look. "I'm certain. There is no other being strong enough."
"What shall we do!" cried Jaina in dismay. "Who can we count on in this darkest of hours?" Rhonin took a deep breath. He had had plans for an experiment, but... no, it wasn't too soon. He must do this.
"Listen, council!" he cried out. "I have a plan to create a being of power that will rival that of Deathwing himself!" He paused for a moment. "What I ask of you some of you might find unnatural, but you must listen to me. We shall combine our powers, like the Order of the Tirsfalen had once done. But this time, we shall not empower one of our own, but something quite different..."
He whistled sharply. There was a sound of claws raking at the door as he opened them. "This is what we shall empower. It is this being that shall be the bane of Deathwing! We shall be known, now and forever more, as the Order of the Pew-Pew Raptor!"