Things never seemed to go right for Ondar.

He had jumped at the opportunity to serve his Horde abroad, but never thought that that service would be so... boring. He pitied his cousin in Rema more, though, as Remus was here in the lands of the Frigid Snow Tribe (I think I did that right /u/Dennysaurus539) along with Ondar's own target.

Ondar shook his head, forcing himself back to his post. The legacy apprentice had not left his house in a long time, and just as Ondar was beginning to wonder if the man would ever leave, a messenger eagle landed next to him.

"One of our operatives has been compromised. Expect word to travel; people may start looking for you. Be ready for combat."

Ondar grimaced. He wondered who had screwed up enough to let themselves get caught; he hoped that operative had a quick death, as returning home to Khan Kargan a failure guarantees a fate far worse than death.