"Midnight. The moon shone bright above them. At a distance their warm fiery glow would have appeared welcoming but peace was not on tonight's agenda. Thrall was not here. As the elder shaman, it was down to him to lead the orcs to victory against the pesky human town. They needed it, the burning deep inside called for it. He cast his bloodlust upon all his troops and their rage roared out loud. They were unstoppable now. The Horde charged into the settlement, rumbling like a stampede of Tauren. It was too late for the humans. They knew they were already dead."
My entry for the Blizzardfest 2014 contest, for the Game Artisans team! :D