This outfit makes Bain look like a legendary tauren warrior from history, more like an Indian chief from another world.

In the past, Bain would only wear this outfit during the Tauren celebrations on the summer solstice every year. This thing was not used for fighting at all. It was just a set of ceremonial armor. Bain didn't like these.

thing, but he had to put it on.

What makes Bain even more bored is that his father has actually begun to consider his marriage. This is ridiculous! Bain has just grown up, and like all young people, he wishes that he would be married in a few more years.

In his free days, he doesn't want to think about marriage at all now, and Bain has not found his sweetheart.

He complained to Uncle Hamuul next to him:

"Are you and my father crazy? Uncle, that daughter of the chief of the High Mountains, I have never seen her! There is no way I like her, so don't worry about it! I will make my own decisions about my life.

!I want to go to the battlefield, I want to challenge those legendary creatures, my life is still long, I don’t need to think about these things now..."

"Don't worry, Bane."

Hamuul raised his head with a smile. At the end of his sight, a group of people riding on a huge moose were slowly approaching. Hamuul adjusted his clothes and winked at his nephew Bain.

:

"Be prepared, they are coming... Moreover, seize the opportunity, Bain, that Meera Gaoling is said to be a truly beautiful woman. I can responsibly say that you will never find her again.

I have found a more suitable partner than her."

"snort!"

Bain was a little angry and disdainful as he picked up the horn on his waist. According to the tradition of the Bloodhoof Tauren, he would blow the horn himself to express the Bloodhoof clan's welcome to the compatriots who came from afar. This calf shook

Holding his tail and looking at the figures in the distance, he said stubbornly:
Chapter completed!