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

"An honour to meet you Lekah. If you're from Snarrek's tribe I'll assume you'd be of valuable assistance should we get into a bind," Garrak says.
 

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Festy_Dog said:
"An honour to meet you Lekah. If you're from Snarrek's tribe I'll assume you'd be of valuable assistance should we get into a bind," Garrak says.
She grins, "Assumptions are not needed Garrak, I can hold my own in any hunt. Besides the way you all bumble about you need someone with finesse to even out your rough edges."
 

"You know, you may have a point," Garrak replies, with a lop-sided smile, "Any sign of where this witch actually resides?"

As they travel, Garrak looks about for indications that they're getting close.
 

Festy_Dog said:
"You know, you may have a point," Garrak replies, with a lop-sided smile, "Any sign of where this witch actually resides?"

As they travel, Garrak looks about for indications that they're getting close.
The only indications that Garrak can see is that the ground is turning rough as they approach the vine infested canyons of the Razormanes. The familiar tree with the open cage looms in the distance as tree life goes sparse. It is late afternoon as they crest a hill and can see the lazy plume of smoke coming from what may have been the Razormane village…
 


Groog Profit, Tinker Genius.

Groog only stared on the smoke with narrowed eyes, trying to figure out the size of the fire. His hands clenched tighter on splinter gun.

OOC: Spot Check +0. :o He tries to figure if this is razormane village burning or not.
 


Voadam said:
"Is witch at burning village?"
At Snarrek’s question the crow lands on Groog’s shoulder and caws loudly before speaking, “No, no, beyond this place, Green Witch is… beyond, be careful, mistress says dark magic is here, yes she says it!” it speaks in its high pitched whine of a voice.

It seems pretty obvious to Groog and anyone that cares that this is most likely the village of the Razormanes alit with flames! Groog rolls an 11 on the Spot check.

The wind brings the harsh odor of charred flesh, and ashes…
 

Groog Profit, Tinker Genius.

"Garrak, Snarrek ... I think that Razormanes didn't deserved to became demon's food ... let's check, maybe it were humans who burned them ? I hope it weren't something summoned by One Tusk Ju-Ju Pig. Crap, bird did Your boss lives far away ? You should go and warn her, or something ... we will wait. Korga's Stand must be warned, any suggestions or ideas ? Lekah and what do You think, as a proffesionalist."

Speaking of wich, Groog's voice was low pitched ... for a goblin, and quite bleak. You could clearly see that he checks his weapon if it is ready to fire at any moment. And stares suspiciously around the warpack.
 
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