Maybe you don't understand the pain I felt, but you must at least understand the inspiration I had now to act, to fight. Moving out of Stonetalon, I consumed myself in the battlegrounds of Arathi Basin and Warsong Gulch. We didn't always win, but winning was not the object. Killing was, and it was an objective that I always succeeded in. Such passion I had, such fire for battle! I can feel it now—it is a part of the orcish spirit, and it will always be. But every time I killed in fury, the spirits recoiled, begging me to stop but not willing to fully take control. I would take it as far as I could go. I became well-known for my passion in the battlegrounds, and steadily gained reputation among the Defilers and Warsong Outriders. However, in my battles I was also denying the regrettable fact that tension was growing in the Clan. The warriors with different codes of honor were making their beliefs evident to one another, and the diplomats constantly squabbled with the warriors. It came to such a point that some began to desert the Clan. As I laid myself down to bed one night, however, an idea struck me. If there was dissention among those of different personalities, would it not be best to merely separate them into divisions of close brothers instead of a rough mob of quarreling men? I passed the idea around with my blademasters, Cheatoh and Reakan, before organizing the ranks into three Houses, one led independently by me and the rest by my blademasters. We could not have more than ten ranks (there would be such confusion, I must say that most members of the Horde have a bit less intelligence than others), that including the rank of Warlord and Blademaster; thus we could not have three ranks in each House. I sacrificed a bit, having only two ranks. Reakan chose his House to be called the House of Crackling Thunder; Cheatoh chose a simpler name, the Armor Division. As for me, I chose a very simple name that was not showy but mature. I called my House the House of Honor. Immediately I noticed a difference. The rules were laid out that differences must be put aside in general meetings, but that the things that set the men apart would be discussed in House-specific meetings. The men immediately took their oaths, and a strong sense of loyalty and belonging was established. They are happy, happier than when the ranks were a mere set of names lined up in order.