King Of Rangers

My name is Charlemagne Theron, yes, that’s right, the Theron you’re thinking of. Ajon Lor’themar is my brother. Don't call me Big Bro, or I guarantee you'll be beaten to death three-quarters of the time. As a trustworthy time traveler, I'll tell you responsibly, I... "Charlemagne, what are you muttering about? Today is the day when my younger brother inherits the position of Ranger General. You don't want to be abused by Sylvanas and Vereesa. Move faster if you don't want an arrow in your nostril." "...Alright, my dear Alleria, coming." As they walked away holding hands, an unseen figure appeared in place. "Brother, I wish you a happy time in the arena." I am Charlemagne Theron. I have led my people in the Orc War, fought against the Ancient God and the Second Idiot, resisted the Burning Legion, and contributed to Azeroth. And, I take it with a grain of salt.