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

[Festy_Dog]

Garrak remains quiet and follows, silently planning plans for future interactions with the newly discovered Venture Co. mine.

 

[Evil Ujio]

"Again, I'm thankful for Your generosity ... but our business forces us to move on. Have any spare explosives ? Happy morning ... and anyone could hear You from miles, so I'm certain that everyone around already knows ..."

The Taskmaster replies, "Only if you have the gold to pay," he replies smoothly.

Lekah starts walking, "We should leave this place, before we are bought and sold!"

 

[Voadam]

Snarrek snorts, hefts his axe, and begins to lope on.

Goblins will make a buffer between any pursuing deaduns and the party now he thinks to himself.

 

[Rikandur Azebol]

Groog Profit, Tinker Genius.

Goblin stared at the assembled force of Ventrue Co. and at his companions and smiled slightly to Lekah with almost unexisting hint of humour.

"Don't worry I could reap nice price for ye. But You are right, lass. Let's go."

Can we go ? Groog don't wish to be bought and sold.

 

[Voadam]

Snarrek looks over his shoulder and gives the little goblin a snarling glare at his comment, then moves on with his big axe over his shoulder.

 

[Festy_Dog]

Garrak casts the place a final glance, and with things circling in the mind of the shaman which could easily be guessed, he follows the others.

 

[Evil Ujio]

Goblin stared at the assembled force of Ventrue Co. and at his companions and smiled slightly to Lekah with almost unexisting hint of humour.

"Don't worry I could reap nice price for ye. But You are right, lass. Let's go."

Can we go ? Groog don't wish to be bought and sold.

The party leaves the Venture Co. compound behind as they continue to walk across the high grasslands of the Barrens. Lone trees break up the scenery but there is little but the clear skies, stars, and moons to entertain the party.

Pehrpas two hours of traveling have passed as they pass a solitary tree sitting over a small pool when a familiar screech like voice breaks the silence, “Ahh you live, you live, Mistress waits you, mistress waits! Hoping you no lose eyes, they look tasty!” the crow says from its perch on a branch.

The paladin looks a little confused and looks to Groog for explanation, not understanding what the bird said but recognizing that those were not normal crow like sounds.

 

[Festy_Dog]

Garrak looks to the confused paladin, then to the goblin.

"Keep her on a short leash, Groog. Knowing her kind she may be inclined to smite our wisdom-bearing host, and that would cause us no end of trouble," the orc says quietly.

 

[Voadam]

"Lead on corpse picker." Snarrek says to the bird.

 

[Rikandur Azebol]

Groog Profit, Tinker Genius.

Groog smiled reassuringly to paladiness. And quiclky explained her that crow isn't dangerous and was expected. And he grinned to the bird.

"Hehe, it will take some time before You would feast on our eyes, birdie. Lead."

And little greenskin followed after the crow, when it started to lead them. Only nodding to to Garrak.

"Yep, she knows on wich rules she can benefit from guest status."