World of Warcraft - Against the Razormanes... Pt. 1

[Voadam]

Snarrek looks at the shaman quizzically for a second then tells the captain. "Snarrek, goblin, nahg attack boar guards while orc sneak in. Guards give alarm then die and boar village start come. Big shadow demon boar come, goblin shoot banger, Nahg an Snarrek fight. Nahg fall, goblin drag off Nahg an revive, Snarrek chop off head of demon boar man. Blood hot, unnatural, not like normal boar men. One demon boar left. No see bad juju one tusk leader cage boar talk about. No see mask traitor orc. Orc come out wit kid, say go now, bring kid back. Arrows keep boars cautious, slow. We bring kid back, now need to kill one tusk and mask traitor."

 

[Rikandur Azebol]

Groog Profit, Tinker Genius.

Goblin's ears darted up when captain Horga tossed the gold in front of them. His eyes glittered as if he fell in love ... almost quicker than eye can catch he grabbed his share and cradled it as strongly as Gruush's mother cradled her miraclously returned child.

"Aye, boss. Unlike our brave Shaman I didn't saw the masked orc. Chmm ... maybe best would be start from the beggining. We come to knowledge what is wrong with the quillboars when we went by the iron cage. Former tribe chieftain were dying there. Grish Orcslayer, You heard of him, Captain ? We freed him, and in exchange he gave us vital informations about the events behind this insane strike. Among the Razormanes is Gul'dan wannabe, one tusked sorcerous brother of the Grish. Weak coward, by his brother's statement. Guided by masked orc, a traitor to the Horde. Sounds familliar ?
We attacked the guards, to give Garrak time ... before I let remaining guard to blow the horn. We were ready for retreating combat, to lure as many quillboars out of the village as possible ... But we were attacked only by two of them, Twice bigger and very ... strange. Malicious, weird and warped. Garrak might tell You more about his impressions, he sensed something wrong on Razormane's turf. Talos and I are conviced that they let us go. I advise that our shamans would look after the boy ... he might been tainted with magic. One thing is sure ... they will breed or create more twisted Quillboars. And raze our small village leaving no stone standing. I advise inmediate sending of word to the capital ... I think that Quillboars aren't conviced about this whole crusade ... so slaying of the One Tusked Warlock will save us trouble and time. Killing or capturing the masked orc wouldn't turn bad either. With reestablished Grish at the head of the Razormanes, all should return to normal. Captain, I suggest dortyfing the village as fast as possible. We don't know when they will attack. I would start creating ... boom toys, but it take time."

OOC: DM, Diplomacy +5 to convice Shaman about checking the kid, and Captain about sending word to Ogrimmar.

 

[Evil Ujio]

Groog gets a 12 total on his Diplomacy roll but…

Captain Horga listens to the party and nods, “I agree Master Groog it would be in our best interest to contact my superiors in Ogrimmar, in the meanwhile I have already taken steps to fortify this location, and luckily Korga’s Stand was once an outpost and a fort; but I still have much to do.”

Mirlus pours drinks for those that want some Cactus Firewine, “Perhaps these individuals should courier the message to Ogrimmar, they seem quite capable.” At the mention of the boy Mirlus replies, “I will keep watch over the boy for the next few days, just in case, the boy as been through much, but he seems well. But if you believe that they could have used dark magic upon him… this may be more then I am qualified to handle Captain…”

Captain nods, “Do your best, Master Fireborn," then he focuses on Groog, “Master Groog, what say you to this proposition? Would your men be willing to take an important message to Ogrimmar for the good of the village?”

 

[Legolizard]

Talos nods in approval for the mission and the wine. " I would like to see Ogrimmar, but I understand that this would be the farthest thing from a site seeing trip, strictly business. I would be happy to go either way."

 

[Festy_Dog]

Garrak takes a sip of firewine, and appreciates the taste. The region's cactus apples seemed to be very good when it came to making alcohol. Garrak kept to his drink and stayed quiet, waiting for his superior to make the call. He didn't quite trust Groog, the goblin's allegiance seemed to be to money before anything else, but he wouldn't complain until there was a problem, and he expected there to be one eventually.

 

[Voadam]

"We should kill one tusk leader. Boy safe. We should go kill shadow pigs now."

 

[Rikandur Azebol]

Groog Profit, Tinker Genius.

"Captain ... we would be of more use here, in Korga's Stand. Not to mention that Snarrek is right. For my love of gold, our best chance lies in fact that now we can stop Razormanez by killing One Tusk leader, later it would erupt into full scale war. And war is deadly to business, wich we need to improve and expand Durotar
And my purse
And I have no doubts that Wolfrider would be twice faster than I on my ox cart. We can also use pigeon to send a letter. Best ... use both, to ensure that help would be send here inmediatelly. I'm almost sure that someone knowledgeable would help. Wicked warlocks could done unspoken foul magics to little Gruush, they had almost two days for this."

It wouldn't sound so funny if not the fact that speaker is only inch or two bigger than child he spoke about. Groog drank on the firevine greedily, his scarred face lightened up with big smile.

"Mmm ... I think that I will invest some in local vine production. It returns life to my chilled bones.
Shaman Mirlus, do You know someone in Orgrimmar who would lend a help, for reasonable price, to my future apertince Gruush ?
Sorry Talos but we will travel there other time, now we are needed here the most.
I propose that we might search the place for stuff that would be useful for production of bows or slings, women and children won't be defenceless like during the last ride. They might even shot at enemies from the watchtowers ! I will produce some suprises for wizards ... and is this cheater, greediest <GOBLIN VULGAR VERB> on the surface still in here ? Is costermonger Gulab Skinflint still in village ? Or he cheated everyone and fled with his loot ?"

His tone was light, and filled with proffesional envy for the skills of goblin merchant selling here his wares for bandit prices.

OOC: DM, I just added You an NPC. Hope You don't mind it. Groog will need ingredients for his mage killing grenades !

 

[Evil Ujio]

No mind on the NPC, sounds fine to me…

Captain Horga thinks over the words, “Perhaps, the speed may be best, but none of my men have the skill that your men possess, they are strong warriors, I give them that, but young and inexperienced. But perhaps it may be best that you continue your actions against this Razormane Warlock; I will dispatch a rider to Ogrimmar.”

Mirlus chimes in, “I know of a few individuals who can provide us with assistance, I will contact them; perhaps there wisdom and knowledge can benefit your search. I will do what I can to keep your apprentice, healthy,” he says to Groog.

Captain Horga stands, “Then you are all dismissed, I need to attend to training and fortifying this position… and a new wall must be built around the Cactus patches. I will also increase security at the mines.”

With that, the Captain leaves, leaving the party to their own whims.

Mirlus answers Groog, “And yes I believe that Gulab Skinflant is still holding shop.” He then turns to Garrak, “When you have a moment, we should speak…”

 

[Festy_Dog]

"I'm free currently, if now is a good time," Garrak replies to Mirlus.

 

[Rikandur Azebol]

Groog Profit, Tinker Genius.

"Aye, aye cap'tn ! Talos, Snarrek ... let's go to merchant. We will need more bang than we have now to deal with ... juju piglet."

Groog grins friendly to his two big friends. Then looked at Garrak and gave him a friendly nudge in the ankle.

"Listen to Mirlus, he will teach You much that You need to know, if You would wish to look for us we might be at smithy or arguing with Gulab. It depends on the fact how stubborn this donkey would be."

He stared at Mirlus and nodded to the elder orc with respect, before running out of the building. His footsteps were leding to the goblin merchant's place.