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

[Rikandur Azebol]

Groog Profit, Tinker Genius.

OOC: DM and what with little Gruush ? Groog is searching for him too.

 

[Voadam]

"But what would I call it? Piggie splitter just does not have a proper ring to it. I should ask Lekah for her advice when I see her again."

 

[Evil Ujio]

OOC: DM and what with little Gruush ? Groog is searching for him too.

Gruush is doing chores at his home, while his mother works in the cactus patches gathering a decent harvest of apples. The young orc is tending to the domesticated boars in his family’s pen, he waves at Groog as he approaches, “Master Groog, what are you doing here?”

Snarrek

“I think we can come up with a better name then ‘Piggie Splitter’,” Lekah calls back from her perch on a nearby roof, her legs dangling over the edge. She pushes off and drops down to the ground like a predator, “So when do you plan on returning to finish what you started?”

Garrak

The beach is not a far walk from the village, indeed a worn trail leads him to the white sands of the beach, the clear water lapping up on the shore. In the distance he can see rocks, and a figure sitting on them, an orc from the looks of it… perhaps Master Fireborn?

 

[Rikandur Azebol]

Groog Profit, Tinker Genius.

"Hi, kiddo. Just passed by to ask if You would want to learn some blacksmithing. I may beo n the move soon, or perish in battle ... and village would need a capable blacksmith. What would You say ?"

 

[Festy_Dog]

Garrak sights the distant figure and assumes it to be Master Fireborn, so he makes his way over, leaving deep footprints in the sand as he goes.

 

[Voadam]

Snarrek

“I think we can come up with a better name then ‘Piggie Splitter’,” Lekah calls back from her perch on a nearby roof, her legs dangling over the edge. She pushes off and drops down to the ground like a predator, “So when do you plan on returning to finish what you started?”

Snarrek admiringly watches her lithely drop down like a panther, absorbing the impact of landing with bent legs and both hands.

"I plan to assault the shadow touched as soon as I gather those who swore to do so. Want to come? I'm going first to get the Nahg."

 

[Evil Ujio]

Snarrek admiringly watches her lithely drop down like a panther, absorbing the impact of landing with bent legs and both hands.

"I plan to assault the shadow touched as soon as I gather those who swore to do so. Want to come? I'm going first to get the Nahg."

Lekah thinks for a moment, “Sure I have nothing else pressing to do while you gather your friends. Although I think that saw that snake monster heading out to the beach, it really is a wretched thing isn’t it?”

She falls in step at his side.

Groog

“Well I don’t know, I would have to ask my ma first, before I made a decision like that, do you really think I could do it, Master Groog?” the little boy asks, surprised at the question by the inventive goblin.

Garrak

The waves crash on the white sands of the beach as he approaches Mirlus Fireborn. Once he gets within ten paces of the well-dressed orc, the elder speaks, “I can smell the breakfast from here. So have you made a decision Garrak?” he says with his eyes close in a meditative pose.

 

[Rikandur Azebol]

Groog Profit, Tinker Genius.

"I wouldn't come to ask if I won't saw untapped talent. You have clear head, and that is very important. For great leader, and for great artisan too. Not to mention that I could help You in becoming true fighter. And speak seriously with Your mom first, it is out of question to not do it. And ... I don't want to force You, so ... think throu for this will be Your decision. Man should alvays decide by himself about hims actions."

Goblin's scarred smile, full of golden teeth was friendly. And stared honestly Gruush into the eyes.

 

[Evil Ujio]

"I wouldn't come to ask if I won't saw untapped talent. You have clear head, and that is very important. For great leader, and for great artisan too. Not to mention that I could help You in becoming true fighter. And speak seriously with Your mom first, it is out of question to not do it. And ... I don't want to force You, so ... think throu for this will be Your decision. Man should alvays decide by himself about hims actions."

Goblin's scarred smile, full of golden teeth was friendly. And stared honestly Gruush into the eyes.

Gruush nods for a moment, “I think I would like to try, Master Gruush. My ma should understand, I am almost of age now, and it is time for me to make my decisions. I will speak with her when she returns, and then I will give you my decision, Master Gruush.”

 

[Rikandur Azebol]

Groog Profit, Tinker Genius.

"Aye, little one. And say hit to Your mom when she returns ... and have heavy stick, just in case. Must go, I taken enough of Your time."

Groog gave the boy a warrior's good bay handshake and returned to his workplace, where he returned to his work. And after dusk he closed the place and, as usual, directed his steps to the local tavern hoping to meet there his companions from earlier. Today, he asked for milk only, explaining bartender nothing.