We are the vagrants of our broken world,
The remnants of long lost tribes.
Blown from our homes and destined to travel,
Welcoming the long days run.
An'she shining bright and lighting our path;
Mu'sha setting behind...
We travel this land with the herd at our side,
And the might of the wind at our backs!
What say you O' wanderer who walks all alone?
May you find your peace traveling here!
We welcome those lost who have followed our song,
We are The Windsong Thundering Herd! - Traveling Song
Important OOC Notes
The Windsong Herd is an all-Tauren, casual-roleplay guild with a Tribal atmosphere. The guild, which was once supportive of the Horde, now classifies itself as "neutral" according to in-game politics. Keep in mind that conflict with other races or guilds may occur, and while we do not activly search out these scenarios, we do not shy away from conflict roleplay where necessary. Due to the nature of the roleplays that we encounter, we consider ourselves mature roleplayers.
The Windsong Herd has returned from a period of inactivity and is currently looking for new members. Please visit our website here. Feel free to contact any one of our officers in game.
Rules for applying:
- Level requirement is a minimum of level 10, level 60 for Death Knights.
- We have no log in requirement, but if will be away for more than a month, we ask that you please contact an officer.
- Be willing to participate in guild events. This helps bring your character out in the roleplay community.
- Be willing to create a guild event. We ask that all members help organize or run an event. Officers and leaders may request you to help run or host an event at any time.
<<A song floats in the wind, keeping beat with the thundering herd in the distance. A group of no less than twenty Shu'halo blaze a trail through the Barrens. Among them you spot both younglings who have yet to complete their rites, and elders well past their prime. Their pace is steady, though mostly held fast by the older Shu'halo. The younger members race around the caravan with bells and drums while shouting chants that steady the beat. The elders let their voices carry and the shaman weave their magics in the wind, sending those voices farther than they could ever hope to drif on their own. The song is clearer than should be possible from such a distance, but it rings strong in your ears. They sing their songs to the lost, and hope that it will carry them home.>>
The tribe is a conglomeration of elders, younglings, and Shu'halo just past their rights. Each may look up to the Windsong Chieftan or Chieftess as their leader, but all follow out of free will. The songs of the Herd draw them close, as they were all brought to the Herd by the songs that drifted on the four winds. The melodies that travel Kalimdor reach the ears of the lost tauren, and beckon them to the Windsong. The story is always the same, but the reasons are unique to each member.
The elders teach members of the Herd the old wind magics the shamas of the Windsong Tribe passed through the generations. These gifts include various rites to attume a Shu'halo to a directional wind and spiritual path. Some members are given the ability, through song, to communicate with the beasts that fly the skies and ride the winds. They even know ways to send their voices across Azeroth through the trade winds and windstorms.
The Four Winds
The members of the Windsong Herd have mastered the gifts of the four winds to both send and recieve messages, guide their spiritual journeys, and also inspire them to reach new heights of enlightenment and creativity. Certain members of the Herd choose to follow a specific path and accept on of the Four Winds as their totem and spirit guide.
More information on the Path of the Four Winds can be found here.
Rituals and Events
((This section is a work in progress.))
((This section is a work in progress.))
<<Welcome traveler! I see you have come to join our morning run? We of the Windsong travel with An'she each morning singing into the wind. That's how we get our name, you see. The wind carries our song to our lost brothers and sisters so that they may find their way back home. Our world, now broken, has scattered the people across these lands. Many who survive wander lost for years until they are found by raiders or worse. Our job is to sing our song and travel the world in search of those survivors.
Who are we? We were all merchants, warriors, or even Chieftains who have lost everything in the great shattering. Now we are wanderers who follow Chief Windsong. No Shu'halo wants to run alone, and no spirit is left abandoned. We open our arms and hearts to any willing traveler who wants to do good for the Great Mother. Will you run with us, traveler? Good. Carry your song on the wind, my friend, and pray it carries us home.>>
The Windsong Herd was formed from the remnants of many tribed that perished during the great cataclysm. Some were chieftans, others were only children, but each is a survivor. The Windsong leaders gather members from all walks of life, as long as they are willing to coexist with each other for the greater good of all Shu'halo. No tribe is excluded, and every member is forgiven for their past sins, so long as they work to atone for their transgressions.
<<The male before you stands with the slight arch of old age. His fur is thinning and dusted with gray. You may note that the right side of his face is covered with burn scars and the eye is a milky white. However, his smile is bright as he looks your way and his voice is a low rumble.
Braided in his mane are feathers and beads of honor from other tauren tribes. He also has small bells decorating his clothing that softly ring as he walks. His horns are carved and stained with runes that represent the four winds and hanging from his neck are claws marked with the same runes.>>
Chieftain Hotto Windsong was born to the windsong tribe decades before the great shattering. His tribe was one of the few wandering groups that tiptoed around the ruling Grimtotem of Thousand Needles. The tribes namesake was given by the endless songs they would sing into the winds at night to keep their watchman oriented to their camps location in the twisting valleys. Hotto went on a spiritual journey, leaving his nephew Leyatee, in charge of the Herd. He has had no contact with the Windsong since.
Leyatee grudingly led the Windsong for a short period after Hotto's disappearance. Trickster by trade, this young Shu'halo played the greatest trick of all on his friend Azriell, and left her in charge of the Windsong for as yet unknown reasons.
<<The winds blow softly and a gentle voice calls your name. You turn to see a young Shu'halo female walking up the path towards you. She looks to be just past her rites. The female smiles gently and stands beside you. For a moment, she stares out over the plains in silence, then she speaks, her voice low and sweet.
"You seem lost."She gives you a amused look before continuing. "I don't mean directionaly. Your eyes tell me much. You've suffered and have no place to return to..."
She holds out her hand. "I've come to offer you a place to rest, Wanderer. And... If you so choose, a place to call home.">>
Azriell is the current leader of The Windsong Herd. She can be soft-spoken and stiff around others, which at times can make her seem cold, but she is kind and warm at heart. She takes her position as Chieftess seriously and will quickly reprimand those who doubt her capabilities as a leader. Az is shrouded in mystery and she keeps her origins a carefully guarded secret to any outside the Windsong.
The Windsong Herd at one time gave a small amount of respect and support to the Horde, even going as far as to hold Cultural Exchanges to better relationships between all Horde races. Since the discovery of the continent of Pandaria, things have changed. As Garrosh began to show his true colors, the Herd slowly pulled away from the Horde, trying to avoid conflict. Tired of being nothing more than cannon fodder for the Horde, the Windsong banded together with the Shadowhoof to create the Thundering Herd, a neutral faction.