Do you want me to tell you about this pandaren? Then you better sit down.

I'll start from afar. Do you think we found a continent called Pandaria in 2011? And you will be right. But the rumor of a faction war had spread long before us.
Already in 2008, activists appeared on that continent... no... fanatics of the Alliance and the Horde. There were no banners, but everyone knew what colors our factions had. All thanks to travelers. I will tell you a story that one of these fanatics told me.

The genus of these pandaren lived under red banners, there were simply no other colors. They lived in a rather dangerous area. So dangerous that it was actually anarchy. The Alliance fanatics, seeing the red banners, rushed at them like bulls, and broke into the house where the pandaren's family lived. A crowd of armed bandits. I can't call them soldiers. Having brutally massacred the entire family, every single one except her, they hung the corpses on makeshift gallows. And all this in front of a little girl. After bullying relatives, she also got it.

Beating her to near death. They left her to bleed, leaving that damn blue banner behind, and with loud cries of "FOR THE ALLIANCE!" they are gone.

You ask how I know so many details? You won't believe me when I tell you where, but I'll continue.

She was able to find the strength to leave the place she once called home. She was lucky, in her wanderings she came across an activist of the Alliance. Not one of those fanatics, but an adequate pandaren. His name was Uncle Lu. He was able to take care of the little girl.

She told her story to Uncle Lu. He was horrified by what he heard. He told her that not all of the Alliance was like that. There are good people in it, and not only people, elves, gnomes, dwarves.
After telling her more about the Alliance, he added. That if she wants, then he will teach her how to fight, using literally everything that comes to hand.

The girl's eyes filled with happiness. She happily agreed.

Uncle Lu. was not a simple pandaren, he knew how to brew good tea and understood herbs. He knew which herbs were poisonous and which ones healed wounds, even severe ones.
The girl grew up. Gaining knowledge of the most poisonous herbs. Uncle Lou didn't know then what kind of monster he was creating.
One day, the girl went for a walk at night. And accidentally stumbled, but did not catch my eye. The very fanatics who slaughtered her family. She saw them, but they did not see her, she blended very well with the surrounding area.

Fanatics celebrated another triumph. After all, this time they stumbled upon the soldiers of the Alliance! And they asked for them. They were gladly accepted. But they did not suspect that eyes were watching them from the shadows, thirsting for only one thing. Vengeance.

She managed to steal a dagger from one of them. And discreetly cut the tendon on the leg of one of them. She didn't understand how she did it. But she did it invisibly. That pandaren could no longer walk. While the others went for help, she crawled out of the bushes to the wounded pandaren, holding a dagger to his throat, she asked him:

FuryRogue : Do you recognize this voice?

Fear washed over the pandaren, but it didn't last long. One sharp move. And a huge amount of blood poured out of the pandaren's neck. The girl's loud and effervescent laughter interrupted the pandaren's cries. Her revenge has just begun.
She took the dagger for herself. Calling it "Last Breath". The pandaren's comrades, who came back, saw only the body of their friend, and a bloody inscription nearby. "You are next"
The taste of blood, and the thirst for revenge. They drove the girl... crazy, but not completely. She will remember this night forever.

Mixing the most dangerous poisons she could, she lubricated the dagger. It was not difficult for her to follow them again. After all, they began to periodically come to this place, to remember a friend.
Her eyes then lit up with impatience. Revenge was so close. 2 Pandaren had no idea what was in store for them. Like a shadow, she pierced one with a dagger. And then the second. They writhed, screaming in pain. They begged for mercy. But she didn't care about their pleas.

Their torment ended with 2 arrows. These were the arrows of the Two Hunters from the Horde. The hunters threw their banners on their corpses and moved on.
She called out to them: Wait! Take me with you!

The hunter : Huh? do you want to go with us? Okay. You can be of use to us. We're looking for a pandaren named "Uncle Lu" do you know him?
FuryRogue : Yes. I know.
The hunter : You were able to make two of his best soldiers suffer. It is worthy of respect. But. If you know him. And you want to come with us. I give you a task. Bring me his eye. And then we'll take you.
FuryRogue : I will do it.
The hunter : Lok'tar! We'll be waiting for you not far from here, you can find us if you look for a fire. He'll be the only one here.
FuryRogue : Lok'tar

Her revenge was not over. With this information, she went to the leader of the fanatics. Uncle Lu. But he was ready for it. The trap worked just in time, and the pandaren's leg got stuck in a trap that was hidden under the leaves. They weren't there in the first place. He just knew where and why the young panda went.

Uncle Lu: Naive child, did you think that by killing these two idiots, you could just as easily kill me? I saw what you were turning into and I was ready for it.
FuryRogue : You... You... Scum...
Uncle Lu: Is a girl supposed to talk like that?

The trap was weak enough to break from a sudden movement. Like a shadow, she instantly approached Uncle Lu.
FuryRogue : Die scum.
"Last breath" Entered Uncle Lu's eye like a knife through butter, and the eye, and the brain. She cut out the second eye for hunters.
Hobbled to the exit, she was met by those same hunters.

The hunter : Welcome to the Horde. Sister.

How do I know all this? Something found in the archives. She told me something personally. How did it happen? I'll tell you later. I can tell you. This person is far from simple rogue. Butcher in the body of an ordinary girl. You have no idea what things she did.

To be continued.

I went too far in the backstory again without telling the best part. It's hard to be a graphoman.
This is an introduction, it's more a story than a picture. In the next render related to Echo of War, there will be a better picture, and there will be details why she is so feared in the Alliance.

As always, thanks to those who are watching my work, you are the best.

Soft Used: Blender, WoW Model Viewier, WoW Export

Character belong's to me.
Pandaren race belong to Blizzard

Peace.
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Yes, I did not finish the "secrets of fozgorod." But are you sure that I did not write them now? What is in the title Echo of War does not mean that this is a completely separate story ... Although I have already said too much.