
I can't remember the last time I've worked so hard for anything. There have been scalp hunts called in the past. But I've never put much thought to participating. Sometimes I'd sign up, maybe turn in a couple of scalps, but that's it.
Not this time.
Fight...

At first I joined the Hunt out of anger, for revenge. I was angry about accusations pointed at me, and feeling disregarded. I felt like I had something to prove. My scalp totals grew. One hundred dead Alliance. Two hundred. Three hundred. And pretty soon, I didn't continue to fight out of anger, but because I enjoy it.
Kill...

I find this Hunt fulfilling in a way that didn't resonate with me, before. I feel focused, more at peace.
500 dead Alliance..
One thousand Alliance....
The Battlemasters reward me with gold. With armor and weapons. I wake up earlier than usual to join the battlefields. I hunt. I fight. I kill.
Two thousand...
I will be Executioner.