Zadjo

Deep within the buzzing city of Orgrimmar, hidden inbetween the spice market and the old guardhouse is a little passageway adorned with little plants, and painted eyes on the red rocks. Ahead, a wider area opens to a wooden house, its materials a perfect blend of the racial diversity in the city. A fresh pond rests next to the entrance, bringing a very needed touch of green with every plants it helps growing. Inside the house, the moonlight barely creeps inbetween the sheer curtains. Instead, a few lamps and candles are lit across the main room, where the many pillows and carpets on the floor complete the warm atmosphere. An Orc man is layin