Ortaq and Titus, the Warlock and the Hunter

It had been a long journey across the Great Sea, even with the Goblin-powered zeppelins at the Horde's disposal. Ortaq, the self-exiled orc, passed by a group of what he knew to be adventurers when disembarking. As he entered the supernaturally dark forest of Tirisfal Glades, the mixed group left on the zeppelin. It was an odd sight to see a troll, orc, tauren, a couple of undead men, and an elf travel together, but such were the ways of the world now after the last war that brought them all together.
Ortaq's travels took him south to a part of the seemingly neverending forest that was far less populated - just the way he wanted it. There, he made a life for himself. His quiet, mundane life was changed when he discovered a strange book hidden under . It seemed to be left by an orc and it sat there for some years by the looks of it. He knew of the demons and how their dark magics had changed his people, but his curiosity got the best of him. He delved into the book, learning more than he ever thought possible. He practiced simple spells for a time, working up to a ritual that enticed him. When the time came that he decided to perform the rite, his seclusion was no more thanks to the presence of an undead man - different than what he had seen before. The two stared in silence at each other for a time.

With annoyance I look at the intruder to my ritual. Concentration is key to this as it is still new and I am inexperienced. With my concentration broken I forget the incantation and decide to stop to interrogate this undead thing.
"Who are you? Why do you bother me?"

As you two converse in the hills, a dark lake to the east with a curious island, Titus hears a something that breaks through the other sounds of the forest.

Titus moves beyond several trees, out of sight from Ortaq. Right as he passes a particularly large tree, a crude stone axe swung down, glancing off the undead hunter's shoulder - dealing no real damage. A gnoll stands beside the tree, readying for another strike.