He had gone from a grunt in the cannon fodder corps to Onyx's second-in-command, then rose to Deputy Commander of the fodder troops themselves. After that, he was given his own gnoll armies to lead.
And from there, Dirtclaw's path was one that Onyx could no longer comprehend.
He broke through to the lord level, then ascended to the upper Legendary tier, and had just recently hit the peak of his rank.
Dirtclaw's story was a living legend within the Stoneheart Horde.
"Heh heh… it's been a long road, a mix of luck and dodging death at every turn. I'm just glad I had you and Thundar by my side, Prophet," Dirtclaw said, a little bashfully. He scratched the horns sprouting from his head with a massive claw. "Prophet, sometimes I look back on it all, and even I can't quite believe it."
