Baojun Jadeshuriken

Crazy Relatives and Honor Duels

When I spent times in Orgrimmar the orcs taught me about Mak'gora or honor duels. I had never heard of such a thing, as usually disputes where I came from were handled with words only. So my first honor duel was actually against... my crazy brother. A man who got everything he wanna from our parents and is still not happy. He challenged me because my mother died and bequeathed her home to me. He wanted that home and me kicked out.

We exchange blows, and bows beforehand, and he says he does not want to harm me. I do not want to harm him either. My legs are shaking and I can barely hold my fighting stance. No powers were allowed in the duel said the orcs watching us in the Huojin area of Orgrimmar.

I strike with my left fist and claw his eyes. He cannot see and I think the match is over. Yet he is craftier than me and always has been. He pulls a hidden knife and stabs me in the arms. I cannot bear the pains and beg him to stop. It was really a ploy to get away or... something... yet in the Mak'gora you cannot escape until the duel is resolved.

He gives me a speech that I must submit to him. That he is the superior Pandaren man around here. I submit, kneel and bow. Giving tearful speeches to end the fight for good. He seems to accept them... and then has me legally evicted by Sylvanas's orders the next day. It made me despise that woman some. How... could she open a legal building and then use it to dole out restraining orders and evictions when I had just found a true home? Technically I lost the honor duel, and my honor of self, and was forever scarred by what... my crazy brother did to me.