Kern bloody hoof. Everlasting memory. Cairn Bloody Hoof. Bloodhoof Runespear


Good afternoon, dear inhabitants of MMOboom. With the departure of our lore experts, there have been no biographical articles for a long time, so I decided to make my contribution to the life of this site. Often, reading comments, I notice that many people do not know the history of the world, do not know the biography of the main characters. Some people may not need this, it’s enough for them to smash in PvP at 2k+, but I think the article will find its readers. Today I would like to tell you about the late tauren leader Cairn Bloodhoof. It will undoubtedly be familiar to fans and connoisseurs of W3; I think it will be interesting for new players to learn about it.

“And so I, who lived with honor, die devoted.”

Since ancient times, tauren tribes have lived on the shores of the Great Sea among the desert steppes of Kalimdor. Peaceful harmonious existence with nature and living beings was the main direction of life of the tribes. The leader of one of the tribes, called the Bloody Hoof Tribe, was a certain Cairn. A mighty tauren who has come a long way in life. But despite the peaceful morals of the tauren, a place in the sun always required a fight. The neighboring centaur tribes did not want to live peacefully with the tauren tribes; constant clashes between hunting parties and rapid attacks on small settlements threatened war between neighbors. Cairn sincerely hoped that one day his people would be able to find their lands, their home, where nothing would threaten their lives, where there would be plenty of water and food. Meanwhile, rivalry with the centaurs led to the impoverishment of the steppes, most of the animals were exterminated, enemy troops were constantly waiting at water sources, and Cairne decided to take his people to the green expanses of Mulgore. In the hope that nothing would threaten his tribe there. However, the centaurs were not going to give up, raids became more frequent, and in open spaces they had a clear advantage over the tauren. Having almost come to terms with doom, Cairn suddenly found a new unexpected chance of survival for his tribe.
One day, finding himself surrounded by marauders, the leader of the tauren was almost defeated, fighting off the attacks of the centaurs with his last strength, every second he expected the final blow... But it did not come, only a menacing roar and the ringing of metal. The tauren was surprised to see strange creatures; green-skinned monsters with huge fangs were furiously cutting apart the centaurs. Intrigued by the nobility and impressed by the fighting qualities of his saviors, Cairne invited them to his settlement. This is how Cairne met the young leader of the Horde, Thrall. During the conversation, Cairn found out that orc troops had arrived in the lands of Kalimdor in search of a home, to which the wise tauren leader advised Thrall to turn to the Oracle. In turn, Tral reported that on the way they met a large detachment of centaurs, leaving somewhere to the north. Cairne immediately ordered an army to be gathered and follow the centaurs' trail to protect the northern tauren settlements from attack. Thrall and his comrades did not stand aside and offered their help to Cairne. The joint forces of tauren and orcs easily defeated the marauding troops and safely led the tauren caravans to Mulgore, their new home. Frightened and broken by the wave of defeats, the centaurs retreated and left the tauren alone, but only for a while. In gratitude for the help provided, the wise tauren leader told Thrall about the location of the Oracle. After a short farewell, the orc detachment moved north to the Talon Mountains.

After Thrall left, Cairne found no place for himself. The orcs were powerful warriors, but in these new lands many dangers and unknown enemies awaited them. Will they be able to cope with everything that may come their way? Unable to withstand this internal struggle, Cairn gathered a detachment of the best warriors and set off after the orcs. And as it turned out, it was not in vain. Having entered the clawed mountains, Thrall's horde found himself surrounded by harpies; the fierce half-birds with wild, bestial morals and magical abilities became a great obstacle for the warriors. Cairn arrived just in time, the wyverns summoned by Cairn quickly suppressed the attack of the harpies, the joint army easily dealt with the remnants of the enemies and advanced to the peak on which, according to Cairn’s story, there was a human camp. A peace agreement was out of the question, so surprise and a swift attack had to be used. The power of a tauren or orc significantly exceeded the power of a human warrior, which made it possible to quickly and, with virtually no losses, seize power over the Peak. The goal of the campaign was close; having entered the depths of the cave where the Oracle was supposed to be located, the leaders decided to split up; it was necessary to find a secret passage to the Oracle, hidden from prying eyes. Cairn managed to do this; in the depths of the mountain he discovered the Crystal of Spirits, which opened a ghostly passage to the Oracle. But even here a surprise awaited the leaders. The detachment of people who tried to get in their way at the Peak was there for a reason. Jaina Proudmoore had already visited Orkakul, concerned about the terrible events and the war with the Burning Legion, she also came here for advice. The Oracle told the guests that in order to defeat the Legion they need to unite, forget all past troubles, put aside personal animosities and rivalries, and only with a single force can they stop the impending threat.

United in battles and recent events, Cairne and Thrall swore oaths of loyalty to each other, so that no matter what happens, they will defend each other as if they were defending themselves. Following the advice of the Oracle, Thrall tried to strengthen his relationship with Jaina Proudmoore. To most of the Horde, cooperation with people seemed absurdly stupid, but few could contradict the leader. Thrall soon received news of the whereabouts of his comrade Grom Hellscream, and with the help of Jaina and Cairne, Thrall managed to free Grom and part of his soul from demonic captivity. After which Cairn and his Tuarens helped Thrall settle in the lands of Kalimdor, choosing a peninsula named after the father of the Horde leader Durotar as his place of life, and the huge city of Orgrimmar was built. Having done everything in his power, Cairn returned to Mulgore and began to build his own fortress, protecting himself from the attacks of centaurs and harpies, the tauren climbed the hills and built a palisade of logs. Cooperation with the horde bore fruit, tauren and orcs exchanged knowledge, resources, craft skills and military prowess, but the happy life did not last long.

During another barbaric raid by the centaurs, Cairne's young son Bane was kidnapped. Completely heartbroken, the tauren leader turned out to be completely broken, he could not control his people, could not be a protector and support, the pain of loss devoured him from the inside, and powerlessness and inability to change anything tied the leader’s hands. At the same time, unrest began in Durotar regarding the advance of Admiral Proudmoore's troops. Rexxar was sent to gather allies for a general mobilization of forces. The first thing he did, of course, was go to Mulgore, where he received something completely different from what he expected. The tauren leader drove Rexxar away and told Thrall to tell him that Cairne Bloodhoof was dead and would not be able to provide support to the orcs. Tagar, Cairn's right hand, told them secretly from the leader about what had happened, that the leader's son had been kidnapped and Cairn's condition threatened his life. Without keeping them waiting, the orcs organized a detachment of tauren and went to the rescue of the missing Bane, and successfully completed their mission. The army of centaurs was defeated, the leader's young son returned to his happy father. The inspired Cairne could not express all his gratitude to the saviors of his son and personally went to Orgrimmar to the rescue of his good friend Thrall. Cairne's elite fighters fought alongside the green defenders of Orgrimmar and won, never cooling off in the heat of battle, the united forces marched into Proudmoore's fortress and put an end to his rule on the shores of Kalimdor. Pleased with the victory, Cairn returned to his native lands of Mulgore and began building his own city. With the help of the orcs, the surrounding area was completely cleared of all potential enemies, and the hills in the north of Mulgore became a new home for the tauren - Thunder Bluff.

Having ended the nomadic way of life, the life of the tauren changed significantly, many found themselves in certain craft areas and developed, others devoted themselves to the art of war, and still others chose the path of harmony with body, spirit and nature. The Druids taught the younger generation; the diversity of Mulgore's fauna allowed students to gain a wider understanding of the world around them. Cairn respected the faith of his people, but he also had no less respect for the traditions of the orcs; he valued shamanism and the worship of the spirits of ancestors. Having gone through a long and difficult life, having killed thousands of enemies, Cairn remained a kind and wise leader; he was very condescending towards people and dwarves, considering them to be a very young species that was just trying to study the world and making many mistakes. The leader had great respect for the night elves and appreciated their attitude towards living nature. Carefree life went on as usual, but a new threat loomed over the world.
One of the Great Aspects, Neltharion has returned to Azeroth. The spirits of the elements went completely mad, the city was attacked by hordes of elementals, the world around shook, collapsed, living nature perished, the earth changed. Rivers overflowed their banks, and green meadows turned into charred, dead wastelands. Thrall, as the supreme shaman of the Horde, was forced to go to the Homeland of the Elements to clarify the circumstances. During Thrall's absence, Garrosh, the son of Grom Hellskog o'Scream, was named leader of the Horde. Garrosh was not distinguished by wisdom and prudence, hot blood flowed in his veins, in his eyes there was anger towards everything that did not belong to the Horde. Putting up with the harsh morals of the new leader, Cairn still lost his temper. The news that timber mining in Ashenvale had sparked a small war between the orcs and the night elves greatly saddened Cairn. Was peaceful coexistence no longer possible? Garrosh sent combat troops into Ashenvale to seize the territory of the elves and massacre the indigenous population of this forest. Offended by such disrespect for the ancient culture and the destruction of the Druids, Cairn personally appears in Orgrimaar and challenges the new leader of the Horde to a duel. Before the duel, Garrosh’s blade was blessed by the shaman of the Grimtotem Clan, which has long been a rival and warring with the tauren of Cairn and Thunder Bluff. The battle was dynamic, Garrosh made furious, brutal attacks while the wise tauren easily reflected his blows and dodged. The dexterity and agility of the old tauren only angered Garrosh, several successful attacks from Cairn wounded the furious orc in the shoulder, the tauren’s victory was close, but at that moment, seeing the exhausted orc, Cairn thought about how serious a loss Garrosh’s death would be for the horde, this minute of hesitation was enough for the orc With the last of his strength, he raised his huge ax and dealt a crushing blow. Cairne's rune spear, raised to block the blow, shattered into pieces, and the ax blade tore open his chest. The wound was not deep and quite compatible with life, but oddly enough, Cairn could not move, his body seemed to be petrified. A cloudy veil covered his eyes, the image of his rival, approaching the defeated tauren with victorious pride, gradually blurred. The cries of the jubilant orcs became farther and quieter, the ground slowly crawled away from under their feet, and then darkness... The last heartbeat and the dead body of Cairn Bloodhoof collapsed onto the sandy surface of the arena. It later became known that the blessing Magatha placed on Garrosh's blade was nothing more than his poisoning. Outraged by this act, Garrosh refused Magatha's help in capturing Thunder Bluff and expelled him from Orgrimmar.


Cairne's body was taken to Thunder Bluff, which, on Thrall's orders, was nevertheless recaptured from the Grimtotem Tribe. Bane placed his father's body on the funeral pyre along with the remains of his legendary rune spear, which was damaged in the battle with Garrosh. Thrall was personally present at Cairne's funeral; he addressed the spirits of the wind with requests to put to rest the soul of the wise leader. The tauren have long mourned the fall of their mentor and leader, the one who led them from the beginnings of nomadic life to their civilized existence in the horde. Bane, rightfully inheriting his father's title, led the Tauren people and swore to rule his people no less wisely and faithfully, to protect his city from any enemies, not to disgrace his father's honor, and to continue his oath of allegiance to Thrall, the true leader of the Horde.

Everlasting memory to you, Cairne Bloodhoof. The greatest, wisest and most powerful tauren. Great leader and loyal friend.


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If you like it, next time you will learn about a couple of new personalities in MoP. There is some good information.
All the best! =)

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Good afternoon, dear inhabitants of MMOboom. With the departure of our lore experts, there have been no biographical articles for a long time, so I decided to make my contribution to the life of this site. Often, reading comments, I notice that many people do not know the history of the world, do not know the biography of the main characters. Some people may not need this, it’s enough for them to smash in PvP at 2k+, but I think the article will find its readers. Today I would like to tell you about the late tauren leader Cairn Bloodhoof. It will undoubtedly be familiar to fans and connoisseurs of W3; I think it will be interesting for new players to learn about it.

“And so I, who lived with honor, die devoted.”


Since ancient times, tauren tribes have lived on the shores of the Great Sea among the desert steppes of Kalimdor. Peaceful harmonious existence with nature and living beings was the main direction of life of the tribes. The leader of one of the tribes, called the Bloody Hoof Tribe, was a certain Cairn. A mighty tauren who has come a long way in life. But despite the peaceful morals of the tauren, a place in the sun always required a fight. The neighboring centaur tribes did not want to live peacefully with the tauren tribes; constant clashes between hunting parties and rapid attacks on small settlements threatened war between neighbors. Cairn sincerely hoped that one day his people would be able to find their lands, their home, where nothing would threaten their lives, where there would be plenty of water and food. Meanwhile, rivalry with the centaurs led to the impoverishment of the steppes, most of the animals were exterminated, enemy troops were constantly waiting at water sources, and Cairne decided to take his people to the green expanses of Mulgore. In the hope that nothing would threaten his tribe there. However, the centaurs were not going to give up, raids became more frequent, and in open spaces they had a clear advantage over the tauren. Having almost come to terms with doom, Cairn suddenly found a new unexpected chance of survival for his tribe.

One day, finding himself surrounded by marauders, the leader of the tauren was almost defeated, fighting off the attacks of the centaurs with his last strength, every second he expected the final blow... But it did not come, only a menacing roar and the ringing of metal. The tauren was surprised to see strange creatures; green-skinned monsters with huge fangs were furiously cutting apart the centaurs. Intrigued by the nobility and impressed by the fighting qualities of his saviors, Cairne invited them to his settlement. This is how Cairne met the young leader of the Horde, Thrall. During the conversation, Cairn found out that orc troops had arrived in the lands of Kalimdor in search of a home, to which the wise tauren leader advised Thrall to turn to the Oracle. In turn, Tral reported that on the way they met a large detachment of centaurs, leaving somewhere to the north. Cairne immediately ordered an army to be gathered and follow the centaurs' trail to protect the northern tauren settlements from attack. Thrall and his comrades did not stand aside and offered their help to Cairne. The joint forces of tauren and orcs easily defeated the marauding troops and safely led the tauren caravans to Mulgore, their new home. Frightened and broken by the wave of defeats, the centaurs retreated and left the tauren alone, but only for a while. In gratitude for the help provided, the wise tauren leader told Thrall about the location of the Oracle. After a short farewell, the orc detachment moved north to the Talon Mountains.

After Thrall left, Cairne found no place for himself. The orcs were powerful warriors, but in these new lands many dangers and unknown enemies awaited them. Will they be able to cope with everything that may come their way? Unable to withstand this internal struggle, Cairn gathered a detachment of the best warriors and set off after the orcs. And as it turned out, it was not in vain. Entering the clawed mountains, Thrall's party found themselves surrounded by harpies, fierce half-birds with savage, bestial morals and magical powers. They became a great obstacle for the warriors. Cairn arrived just in time, the wyverns summoned by Cairn quickly suppressed the attack of the harpies, the joint army easily dealt with the remnants of the enemies and advanced to the peak on which, according to Cairn’s story, there was a human camp. A peace agreement was out of the question, so surprise and a swift attack had to be used. The power of a tauren or orc significantly exceeded the power of a human warrior, which made it possible to quickly and, with virtually no losses, seize power over the Peak. The goal of the campaign was close; having entered the depths of the cave where the Oracle was supposed to be located, the leaders decided to split up; it was necessary to find a secret passage to the Oracle, hidden from prying eyes. Cairn managed to do this; in the depths of the mountain he discovered the Crystal of Spirits, which opened a ghostly passage to the Oracle. But even here a surprise awaited the leaders. The detachment of people who tried to get in their way at the Peak was there for a reason. Jaina Proudmoore had already visited Orkakul, concerned about the terrible events and the war with the Burning Legion, she also came here for advice. The Oracle told the guests that to defeat the Legion they need to unite, forget all past troubles, put aside personal animosities and rivalries, and only with a single force can they stop the impending threat.

United in battles and recent events, Cairne and Thrall swore oaths of loyalty to each other, so that no matter what happens, they will defend each other as if they were defending themselves. Following the advice of the Oracle, Thrall tried to strengthen his relationship with Jaina Proudmoore. To most of the Horde, cooperation with people seemed absurdly stupid, but few could contradict the leader. Thrall soon received news of the whereabouts of his comrade Grom Hellscream, and with the help of Jaina and Cairne, Thrall managed to free Grom and part of his soul from demonic captivity. After which Cairn and his Tuarens helped Thrall settle in the lands of Kalimdor, choosing a peninsula named after the father of the Horde leader Durotar as his place of life, and the huge city of Orgrimmar was built. Having done everything in his power, Cairn returned to Mulgore and began to build his own fortress, protecting himself from the attacks of centaurs and harpies, the tauren climbed the hills and built a palisade of logs. Cooperation with the horde bore fruit, tauren and orcs exchanged knowledge, resources, craft skills and military prowess, but the happy life did not last long.

During another barbaric raid by the centaurs, Cairne's young son Bane was kidnapped. Completely heartbroken, the tauren leader turned out to be completely broken, he could not control his people, could not be a protector and support, the pain of loss devoured him from the inside, and powerlessness and inability to change anything tied the leader’s hands. At the same time, unrest began in Durotar regarding the advance of Admiral Proudmoore's troops. Rexxar was sent to gather allies for a general mobilization of forces. The first thing he did, of course, was go to Mulgore, where he received something completely different from what he expected. The tauren leader drove Rexxar away and told Thrall to tell him that Cairne Bloodhoof was dead and would not be able to provide support to the orcs. Tagar, Cairn's right hand, told them secretly from the leader about what had happened, that the leader's son had been kidnapped and Cairn's condition threatened his life. Without keeping them waiting, the orcs organized a detachment of tauren and went to the rescue of the missing Bane, and successfully completed their mission. The army of centaurs was defeated, the leader's young son returned to his happy father. The inspired Cairne could not express all his gratitude to the saviors of his son and personally went to Orgrimmar to the rescue of his good friend Thrall. Cairne's elite fighters fought alongside the green defenders of Orgrimmar and won, never cooling off in the heat of battle, the united forces marched into Proudmoore's fortress and put an end to his rule on the shores of Kalimdor. Pleased with the victory, Cairn returned to his native lands of Mulgore and began building his own city. With the help of the orcs, the surrounding area was completely cleared of all potential enemies, and the hills in the north of Mulgore became a new home for the tauren - Thunder Bluff.

Having ended the nomadic way of life, the life of the tauren changed significantly, many found themselves in certain craft areas and developed, others devoted themselves to the art of war, and still others chose the path of harmony with body, spirit and nature. The Druids taught the younger generation; the diversity of Mulgore's fauna allowed students to gain a wider understanding of the world around them. Cairn respected the faith of his people, but he also had no less respect for the traditions of the orcs; he valued shamanism and the worship of the spirits of ancestors. Having gone through a long and difficult life, having killed thousands of enemies, Cairn remained a kind and wise leader; he was very condescending towards people and dwarves, considering them to be a very young species that was just trying to study the world and making many mistakes. The leader had great respect for the night elves and appreciated their attitude towards living nature. Carefree life went on as usual, but a new threat loomed over the world.

One of the Great Aspects, Neltharion has returned to Azeroth. The spirits of the elements went completely mad, the city was attacked by hordes of elementals, the world around shook, collapsed, living nature perished, the earth changed. Rivers overflowed their banks, and green meadows turned into charred, dead wastelands. Thrall, as the supreme shaman of the Horde, was forced to go to the Homeland of the Elements to clarify the circumstances. During Thrall's absence, Garrosh, the son of Grom Hellskog o'Scream, was named leader of the Horde. Garrosh was not distinguished by wisdom and prudence, hot blood flowed in his veins, in his eyes there was anger towards everything that did not belong to the Horde. Putting up with the harsh morals of the new leader, Cairn still lost his temper. The news that timber mining in Ashenvale had sparked a small war between the orcs and the night elves greatly saddened Cairn. Was peaceful coexistence no longer possible? Garrosh sent combat troops into Ashenvale to seize the territory of the elves and massacre the indigenous population of this forest. Offended by such disrespect for the ancient culture and the destruction of the Druids, Cairn personally appears in Orgrimaar and challenges the new leader of the Horde to a duel. Before the duel, Garrosh’s blade was blessed by the shaman of the Grimtotem Clan, which has long been a rival and warring with the tauren of Cairn and Thunder Bluff. The battle was dynamic, Garrosh made furious, brutal attacks while the wise tauren easily reflected his blows and dodged. The dexterity and agility of the old tauren only angered Garrosh, several successful attacks from Cairn wounded the furious orc in the shoulder, the tauren’s victory was close, but at that moment, seeing the exhausted orc, Cairn thought about how serious a loss Garrosh’s death would be for the horde, this minute of hesitation was enough for the orc With the last of his strength, he raised his huge ax and dealt a crushing blow. Cairne's rune spear, raised to block the blow, shattered into pieces, and the ax blade tore open his chest. The wound was not deep and quite compatible with life, but oddly enough, Cairn could not move, his body seemed to be petrified. A cloudy veil covered his eyes, the image of his rival, approaching the defeated tauren with victorious pride, gradually blurred. The cries of the jubilant orcs became farther and quieter, the ground slowly crawled away from under their feet, and then darkness... The last heartbeat and the dead body of Cairn Bloodhoof collapsed onto the sandy surface of the arena. It later became known that the blessing Magatha placed on Garrosh's blade was nothing more than his poisoning. Outraged by this act, Garrosh refused Magatha's help in capturing Thunder Bluff and expelled him from Orgrimmar.


Cairne's body was taken to Thunder Bluff, which, on Thrall's orders, was nevertheless recaptured from the Grimtotem Tribe. Bane placed his father's body on the funeral pyre along with the remains of his legendary rune spear, which was damaged in the battle with Garrosh. Thrall was personally present at Cairne's funeral; he addressed the spirits of the wind with requests to put to rest the soul of the wise leader. The tauren have long mourned the fall of their mentor and leader, the one who led them from the beginnings of nomadic life to their civilized existence in the horde. Bane, rightfully inheriting his father's title, led the Tauren people and swore to rule his people no less wisely and faithfully, to protect his city from any enemies, not to disgrace his father's honor, and to continue his oath of allegiance to Thrall, the true leader of the Horde.

Everlasting memory to you, Cairne Bloodhoof. The greatest, wisest and most powerful tauren. Great leader and loyal friend.


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If you like it, next time you will learn about a couple of new personalities in MoP. There is some good information.
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Cairn Bloodhoof- a character from the fictional universe of Warcraft, appearing in the third part of the game (Warcraft III: The Frozen Throne).

Biography

Cairne dedicated himself to serving his people and protecting them in a world falling into darkness. An outstanding warrior, Cairne is said to be one of the most dangerous creatures to ever walk the world. But despite his strength and fearlessness, he is actually kind and generous and strives only to ensure that peace and order reign on the plains. There are rumors that as soon as he finds a worthy successor, he will immediately leave Thunder Bluff and go to the desert. Many people think that Cairn's place will one day be taken by his son, Baine, whom he is carefully preparing for this.

Two leaders

Cairne led the tauren tribes on a long and grueling migration to avoid conflict with the invading and vastly outnumbered hordes of centaurs. The kind-hearted giant knew that his people were on the verge of extinction due to their raids, but he never lost hope that one day he would lead his tribe to a new land that would become their home, where they could live in peace. Alas, thanks to their numbers and high mobility, the pressure of the barbarian centaur tribes on the tauren did not weaken, which forced the latter to leave their usual pastures in central Kalimdor and migrate further and further east, to the very coast. It was there, when the tauren were defending a handful of their last settlements from a series of centaur raids, that Cairne's paths crossed for the first time with Thrall and his New Horde orcs. Cairne immediately appreciated the aliens' impressive fighting skills, and Thrall and his orcs appreciated the respect Cairne and his tauren showed for the spirits. The orcs came to the rescue of their new acquaintances in time - the village of Cairn himself was in danger. Cairne, Thrall and their warriors met the attackers shoulder to shoulder and together repelled wave after wave. Once the centaur marauders - and there were quite a few of them - were defeated and driven away, Thrall and Cairne agreed to travel together for mutual protection. Cairn decided that now their combined forces were enough to make their way to the green pastures of Mulgore, where the tauren could feel safe. Having learned that the orcs were looking for their destiny, Cairn told them about the Oracle, who lives on the peak of Stone Claw. Thrall's detachment accompanied Cairne's caravan during this entire transition through the Barrens, and as a sign of gratitude, Cairne gave him several of his codes.

Later, when Thrall went to the Oracle, Cairne became his companion, deciding to repay the young leader for his help. Cairne helped Thrall rescue his friend Grom from trouble. Together with Jaina Proudmoore, they managed to break the furious onslaught of the Battle Song clan, which had fallen victim to demons, and partially cleanse Grom of corruption.

Old Enemies

Shortly after Durotar was revealed to be threatened by the forces of Admiral Proudmoore, Horde champion Rexxar set out to search and gather allies, and one of the first places he went was Mulgore. However, the tauren were unable to help - Cairne plunged into deep depression and apathy, because during the next raid the centaurs captured Bane Bloodhoof, his son. Rexxar and the tauren freed Bane, and the reinvigorated Cairne not only promised help to the Horde, but also personally accompanied Rexxar and Rokhan.

New time

Finding a home for the tauren made their lives much safer. And now that he is even older, Cairne has stepped away from direct control of the tauren tribes and is more of a spiritual leader and advisor to his people than a leader. Many believe that he will one day be succeeded by his son Bane, whom he is said to be tirelessly grooming.

Death

After sensational rumors about the death of the druids at the hands of the new leader of the Horde, Garrosh Hellscream, Cairne challenges Garrosh Hellscream to a duel. Magatha took advantage of this and secretly smeared Garrosh's ax with poison.

During the battle, Cairne's spear was destroyed and the poison entered the wounds on his chest, causing partial paralysis. Dying, Cairne realizes betrayal, his last thought, before Garrosh's ax split the tauren's breastplate, was: “I, who have earned the respect of many peoples, die betrayed.” Cairne died at the hands of Garrosh.

Thrall comes to mourn the tauren, and mourns the death of a friend known for his kind heart and wisdom. The orc places his hand on Cairne's heart, and takes a small piece of the broken spear to always remember his dead friend.

Baine becomes the new leader of the tauren people, and Garrosh declares Magatha an enemy of the Horde.

United Tauren Tribes


Cairn Bloodhoof(English: Cairne Bloodhoof) - Supreme Leader of the United Tauren Tribes, leader of the Bloody Hoof tribe and head of Thunder Bluff. Having united with the Horde that arrived on the shores of Kalimdor, Cairn became one of its wisest and most revered leaders.

In the events of the Cataclysm expansion, Cairne died during a duel with Garrosh Hellscream, poisoned by Magatha Grimtotem.

Biography

Cairne Bloodhoof in Warcraft III

The source of information in this section is the game Warcraft III or an addition to it.

Cairn, the fearless and wise leader of the Bloodhoof tribe, lived on the shores of the Great Sea in the Barrens.

Cairne is a superb warrior and wise leader of his ancient people. And although over the years his attacks have ceased to be so swift, he is still full of strength and valor. This giant with a big heart understands that his people are in danger of extinction due to marauding centaurs. However, he never lost hope that one day he would lead his people to new lands that would become their home and where they could live in peace.

But due to constant attacks by marauding centaurs and the almost complete extermination of local animals due to hunting, Cairne decided to take his tribe to the green fields of Mulgore. But he understood that they would not be able to repel the centaurs in an open field, and their raids became more and more frequent, and hope began to leave the leader.

But everything changed when Cairne met Thrall, the young leader of the Orc Horde, and seeing how he fought and defeated a group of centaurs who attacked the tauren, he became interested in their nobility and cruelty. When Thrall told Cairne that they had come to these lands in search of their destiny, Cairne directed him north to the Oracle.

Thrall informed Cairne of an army of centaurs moving north, and Cairne immediately set out to defend his village. Thrall gathered his followers and went to help Cairne. Fighting waves of centaurs, Cairne told Thrall about the situation of his tribe, and the young leader vowed to protect the caravan on the way to Mulgore, in exchange Cairne had to show the way to the Oracle.

Cairne and Thrall managed to escape and fight off the centaurs, eventually arriving in Mulgore. Cairne told Thrall that the Oracle should be sought in the Talon Mountains and, wishing him good luck, said goodbye to him.

Arriving in the Stonetalon Mountains, Thrall was surprised to find that Cairne had followed him, as he wanted to return the favor. Cairn called the wyverns to their aid and helped free them from the clutches of the harpies. Then they all together captured the peak and drove the people out of there, thereby clearing the passage. However, Jaina Proudmoore was ahead.

Entering the depths of the mountains, Cairne and Thrall separated, and Cairne discovered an enchanted spirit stone, which activated a magical bridge to the Oracle. Having reached the Oracle, the leaders found Jaina there. All three spoke with the Oracle, who told them to unite if they wished to defeat the Burning Legion. They had to agree. Cairn Bloodhoof

The strength and wisdom of Cairne and the might of the tauren warriors helped Thrall free Grom Hellscream. All three needed to combine their magical abilities to cleanse Thunder of demonic influence. Fighting alongside Thrall, Cairne swore an oath of allegiance to his Horde, and together they defeated the Burning Legion.

Care helped the orcs establish their new home in Durotar before he bid them farewell and led his people to Mulgore. Here the tauren built a fortress that protected them from the centaurs and harpies who poisoned them. However, a few months later, Cairne's son, Bane Bloodhoof, was captured by the centaurs. Cairn feared the worst and fell into a lethargic depression. His followers tried their best to govern their people correctly, but they could not match the wisdom of the old leader. His right hand - Tagar - tried to help Cairn, but he did not want to hear anything. Tagar feared that without Cairn the tauren would not last long.

During the battle, Cairne's ancient runespear was destroyed by Bloody Howl, and the poison entered the wounds on his chest, causing partial paralysis. Dying, Cairne realizes the betrayal, his last thought, before Garrosh's ax split the tauren's breastplate, was: "And here I, who lived with honor, die betrayed." Cairne died before his body fell to the ground.

The body of the deceased leader is transported to Thunder Bluff, where the uprising of the Grimtotem clan takes place. Bane places his father's body and the remains of the shattered runespear on the fire. Thrall comes to mourn the tauren, and mourns the death of a friend known for his kindness and wisdom. Thrall speaks to the wind, hoping that Cairne's spirit will hear him, and reveals that he has always been the heart of the Horde and all the tauren people, their spiritual center of forgiveness, compassion and teaching. The Orc puts his hand on Cairn’s forehead, saying goodbye to him, and takes the smallest fragment of the rune spear to always remember the tauren leader.

Bane becomes the new leader of the tauren people.

Bloodhoof Runespear

Every inch of this massive spear is covered in tribal tauren runes. For many years it was passed down from generation to generation along the Bloody Hoof line. Each owner carves their own story into the shaft before passing it on to the next generation.

For a long time, the owner of the spear was Cairn Bloodhoof, but during the duel with Garrosh it was split. The remains of the spear were placed in the fire with the body of the deceased leader, but Thrall kept the smallest of them in memory of Cairne.

Quotes

Warcraft III

I am Cairne, chieftain of the Bloodhoof tauren. You greenskins fought fiercely and valiantly. Who you are?

We are indebted to you, and this debt can only be paid with blood. We have come to help you get to the Oracle. It seems that the main obstacle is these pink-skinned creatures with iron skins.

Ha! There is no need to babysit me, young man. I may be old, but I'm certainly not helpless.

World of Warcraft

We are tauren, always honoring the creations of Mother Earth.

My name is Cairne, I am the leader of the Bloodhoof tauren.

Don't worry my child, Mother Earth will look after you.

It's time, may Mother Earth always smile at you.

Looking at these tranquil grasslands, protected on all sides by a ring of golden mountains and shaded by a clear blue sky, it is difficult to believe that just recently Mulgore was a battlefield. Endless battles between two races of nomads - tauren and centaurs - sprinkled blood not only on Mulgore, but also on many other lands of Kalimdor. Although home to many generations of tauren, these fertile lands did not belong to them.

But meeting the orcs who first set foot on these lands gave the tauren new hope. The Horde, desperate for a strong ally as the Third War raged, helped the nomads drive off the bloodthirsty centaurs, and peace came to the Mulgore Valley for the first time in hundreds of years. Therefore, even though the tauren and orcs still do not find a common language on all issues, the brave men of Mulgore will always loyally fight on the side of the Horde, remembering to whom they owe their beautiful golden plains.

In the south of Mulgore, on the Red Cloud Plateau overlooking the valley, stands this small village, which houses a training camp for young tauren. Most of the inhabitants of this settlement are tauren from the Falcon Wind tribe. After the Cataclysm, this place was not as calm as before: now local residents constantly have to defend the village from quilboars and agam'ars - semi-wild pigmen and bloodthirsty boars.

The gate through which young tauren descended into the valley after their first course of training is today destroyed and blocks the road with an impassable pile. Now, in order to go down, you have to resort to the help of shamans from the Vostrogloza plateau. After a few minutes of exciting flight, the recruits land in Bloodhoof Village, the largest population center in Mulgore after the tauren capital, the great Thunder Bluff, which lies on four giant mesas.

This settlement bears the name of the great Cairn, the leader of the tauren, who gave the eternal nomads peace, friendship of the Horde and hope for a calm future. Until recently, Baine Bloodhoof was the local ruler, taking some of the burden off his father's shoulders. But the tragic death of Cairn made Bane the new leader of the tauren, and he left the village of Bloody Hoof.

This place became a new page in the history of the tauren - the eternal wanderers, forced to wander from place to place and escape from the centaurs on the tops of the pillar mountains, were finally able to call a plain surrounded by meadows and hunting grounds their home. The village is not a fortress, does not grin with aggressive sharp teeth and does not hide the beautiful views of Mulgore with blank walls, but it cannot be called unprotected. After all, this is where the Braves train - tauren warriors, defenders of their native places. An area has been cleared in the southeast of the village, where young warriors stand in a circle and challenge each other to training battles under the guidance of experienced veterans. No barracks or military camps - the spirit of the tauren is strengthened here, in freedom, in the piercingly clean air of Mulgore.

Here is also one of the largest nurseries of kodo - huge mounts tamed by tauren hunters. Kodos look quite intimidating at first glance - just like their owners - but they are usually docile and docile. However, wild Kodo can still be quite dangerous, so it is better to buy an already domesticated animal from a breeder. And do not be deceived by their apparent slowness - a well-trained kodo is not inferior in speed to either horses or riding wolves.

It is worth noting that the basis of the tauren diet is bread, vegetables and cereals. They rarely eat meat, but they cannot be called vegetarians. The tauren's relationship with nature is natural and devoid of the contrived reverence that is characteristic of some night elves. They care about their lands, but do not hesitate to use all their gifts - be it a healing peaceflower or a wiry steppe wolf. Taurens consider themselves part of nature and live according to its laws - the laws of survival, which sometimes seem cruel to an outside observer. A faithful kodo can serve its owner for a long time, but after death its skin will be used as covering material for a tent. The Strider makes both a cute pet and a great base for soup. This pragmatism, which may seem barbaric to many - especially representatives of the Alliance - is in fact devoid of cruelty and cynicism and is dictated by simple necessity.

A walk through Bloodhoof Village is a great way to immerse yourself in tauren culture, both a little naive and infinitely wise. Their faith in Mother Earth, reverence for their ancestors and respect for the world around them is a crushing refutation of the claims of some Alliance patriots that the Horde contains only wild, evil barbarians, destroying everything in their path.

The life of the tauren at first glance is simple and unsophisticated, but they should not be underestimated. For example, the ingenious technology of windmills allows the tauren to easily lift water from a well and even turn heavy stone mills.

The design of the Tauren stoves also deserves mention. The hearth is folded in such a way as to protect the surrounding area from open fire - after all, one coal that accidentally rolls out onto the mat can burn down the entire village. At the same time, the thick stone walls of the stove, coated with clay, retain heat perfectly, and the small stove is able to maintain a comfortable temperature in the tent even on the coldest nights. Of course, you can cook food here - and on the smooth walls of the oven, cakes are baked no worse than in a frying pan.

Of course, speaking about the material culture of the tauren, one cannot fail to mention their traditional tanning and tanning of hides. Taurens make literally everything from the skins of wolves, pumas and wild kodo - everyday clothing and light armor, bags, covering material for tents, canoes and, of course, their famous drums. Taurens learn basic skin processing skills in childhood. Cleaned and scraped skins are first stretched on frames or on the ground to dry, and then treated with special solutions to make the skin soft.

Any handicraft is incredibly popular among the tauren - after all, these people live on a subsistence basis, and it is easier to make any thing yourself than to buy it, especially for those who live in small settlements. Potters make dishes from lake clay, firing them in a kiln and painting them with bright glazes. From thin willow twigs of a master they weave baskets for storing grain and traps for small animals. The loom is also a frequent inhabitant of tauren tents. Tauren fabrics are not distinguished by sophistication and gloss, and will only make the elves smile, but still these thick, rough fabrics have an indescribable charm. Taurens like to combine natural textures with the rich colors of natural pigments; their homes are often decorated with elegant mats and rugs, and the totems standing here and there are always brightly colored.

The numerous dream catchers, kites and bells are amazing - these graceful decorations slowly sway in the wind in every Tauren settlement. It's amazing how delicate and painstaking work these mighty warriors can do! After all, the strong fingers of a tauren, moving awkwardly, can easily crush tiny beads. This is yet another confirmation that one should not judge the people of Mulgore by first impressions.

This dark place east of the Narache camp is a long-standing tauren headache. The Quilboars from the Rackmane tribe, who settled here, used to disturb the camp only with occasional raids, but the Cataclysm drove them out of their native lands, and now on the Red Cloud Plateau there are incessant battles between tauren and Quilboars. Quilboar huts, already unsightly, are now a completely pitiful sight, fires are burning everywhere, and monstrous giant thorns growing here and there complete the picture. It's hard to believe that this eerie hollow is part of the beautiful Mulgore.

Gnolls, the scourge of all the provincial territories of Azeroth, have not spared Mulgore. These unscrupulous poachers have taken up residence in a large cave west of Bloodhoof Village. Some have seen a particularly large and ferocious gnoll walking around the camp near the cave with a possessive air - they say that this is Crooked Spear, the leader of the Palemane tribe. Gnolls are too cowardly to openly attack settlements, but their boorish destruction of other people's hunting grounds is not to the liking of the tauren.

Great Gate

If you go east from Bloodhoof Village, along the road leading to the Barrens, in a few hours you can see this man-made miracle of Mulgore - one of the most magnificent structures created by the tauren. The famous Great Gate blocks the path of any evil that decides to invade these lands. The material for the gate was the tallest and slender trees of Mulgore - pine and sequoia. The gates look menacing and forbidding, but the traditional Tauren style can be seen here too - the observation towers are elegantly painted and topped with winged totems, ringing bells hang from the rafters, and carved pillars on which signal lights are lit are also decorated with pendants. It seems incredible that such a monumental fortification was the work of nomads.

Trading company mine


The mountain range just north of the Great Gate was chosen by the notorious Trading Company. Here, far from the eyes of the Braves of Thunder Bluff, enterprising goblins dug a huge mine, desecrating rocks sacred to the tauren. Ugly goblin shredders mercilessly cut down centuries-old trees like twigs. The slopes of the mountain are strewn with white spots of tents and awnings - a huge number of workers work here. The mine looks big from the outside, but it’s only when you go inside that you realize how big it really is. It is unclear how the goblins managed to dig such a large mine under the very nose of the tauren - perhaps they expanded and connected several natural caves with passages. There is even a railway laid here, along which trolleys with ore scurry around. The trading company's mine has three exits and is well guarded, so it will not be possible to drive out the insolent goblins from Mulgore anytime soon.

A plundered caravan, a black smoking spot darkening the shore of Lake Stone Bull, is another unpleasant gift from the Trading Company to the tauren. Instead of removing the accidentally (or not?) convoy that exploded, the mercenaries fiercely protect what remains of it.

Here, as elsewhere in Mulgore, birds sing and wild grasses sway merrily, the sun shines or it rains. However, any traveler - even a cynical goblin, an arrogant elf or a talkative gnome, who somehow wandered into this place - will stop in respectful silence. The tauren cemetery is unlike either the gloomy crypts of people or the mysterious elven graveyards - an amazing calm reigns here, reconciling the living with what they all will one day face. Here lies the great leader of the tauren, who fell victim to betrayal, but was faithful to the end to the ideals of his people.

Bael'dan Excavations

The dwarves, who settled in the Steppes, in the fortress of Bale Modan, conducted archaeological excavations here, quite irritating the Bloodhoof tauren. Periodic attempts at negotiations did not lead to anything good, but in the end the tauren did not have to expel the dwarves by force - the spirits of the earth, angry at the invasion, independently punished the unlucky archaeologists by killing the entire expedition. Now the camp, over which the Ironforge flag still flies proudly, is strewn with dead bodies, the only ones alive here are the furious stone elementals.

Windfury Ridge

Harpies. These deceptively beautiful creatures are aggressive and unclean, in addition, they fiercely defend their territory, so one flock of harpies can control an entire forest. Having settled in the forest, they suck the life out of it, and soon the beautiful green trees turn into withered dead sticks, hung with disgusting nests. The Windfury flock, which has settled in Mulgore, is causing its inhabitants a lot of trouble. However, practical tauren benefited even from this unpleasant neighborhood, hunting harpies for their beautiful feathers.

A small hunting camp north of Thunder Bluff. Local residents - shamans and hunters - protect northern Mulgore from harpies, quilboars and the unfriendly tribe of the Grimtotem, and also hunt.

Black tauren from the Grimtotem tribe set up camp here - fierce enemies of the Bloodhoof tribe since the betrayal of Magatha Grimtotem took the life of Cairn Bloodhoof. The Stoneclaw trail leading into the mountains trembles with the ongoing battle between the two tribes. Meanwhile, the one who manages to pass through the battlefield unharmed and climb the path to the end will find himself in an amazing place. From the top of the mountain there is a breathtaking view of the Mulgore Valley.

The large smooth boulder that marks the descent is covered with very ancient images, which must have been left many years ago by the first tauren who came here. On the north side there is a bull, and on the south there is a horse and several prints of large tauren hands. The images were made with a golden-brown pigment, most likely obtained from clay. Despite constant exposure to bright sunlight, the paint has not yet faded and the images are visible quite clearly.

No one can explain what is happening to the forest animals in these highlands, but sometimes it seems that the local prairie dogs and rabbits are chasing each other... with guns? No, these must be hallucinations from the thin mountain air.