All Targodal wanted was to help bring about the end of the world - and Thrall's pacifist regime...now he was left to rot in a cell in Orgrimmar. Poor Targodal. But one day the earth shook and a fire elemental emerged from under it. It melted the prison bars. Oh, Targodal, how lucky. He grabbed his cell buddy, Ju'zon of the Darkspear, and made a run for it.
A dark, robed figure called them. It promised a job working towards Azeroth's demise, a dental plan and all the sexy cultists they could grab. All they had to do was test a new serum.
Turns out said serum was dragonblood. That made their skun burst, their bones grow, harden and sharpen inside their bodies, their blood boil and their minds a whirlpool of fury and bloodlust.
Oh well, beats prison.
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