Varian Wrynn marched across the platform towards the new Warchief. “The Horde has committed heinous crimes, Vol’jin.” spat Varian, his eyes locked with the large troll. Vol’jin stared back, before reaching one long arm upward to adjust the frogskin fedora sitting on the top of his mohawk. “Not ALL Horde,” he replied, turning to look at Jaina Proudmoore, shifting the collar on his massive trenchcoat. “M’on.”