I am not sure. The story took place a very long time ago. There are ogres in the Horde now, and one of my good friends is a half-ogre himself. In that way Beastslayer's legacy lives on.

[He has no idea what Hiro is planning, but you'd bet that would ruin this trip. Still, there's a hint of concern in the way his ears twitch, the angle of his mouth as he glances down at the boy.]

Hmm... You will do what you want regardless of what I tell you to do. [His voice lowers, quiet and serious against the backdrop of an otherwise chilly and sunny morning.] So I will tell you this: you must think of more than yourself.

I do not speak only of the end result-- of the people you might be trying to help. If you take a risk and you die, you hurt everyone who cares for you. You rob the world of your potential and your presence. [Thrall shouldn't have to remind him of that. Tadashi's death changed everything for Hiro.]

When I am in battle, it's easy to run to the front ahead of my troops and fight as fiercely as I did when I was very young. But I have responsibilities. If I were to be killed, there would be no one to take my place, and the Horde would fall into chaos.

However, if there is something only I can do-- like something tasked to me by the spirits-- then I know I have to take that risk.

It has to feel right. And the sacrifice, if it happens, should not be a needless one.