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

[Rikandur Azebol]

Groog Profit, Tinker Genius.

"Demon ? You should tell that in the first place, witch. I need time to build something ... that would hurt demon. Do You have any alchemical ingredients ? Or alchemy isn't among disciplines studied by You ?"

Pure hatred vibrated in goblin's voice when Green Witch mentioned nature of the Blood Mauler. But he shaked his head and asked, in clearer tone.

"Do You know anything about ... Undying Qillboars ? Or masked fire-throwing orc who might be former servant of G ... You Know Who."

 

[Evil Ujio]

"Demon ? You should tell that in the first place, witch. I need time to build something ... that would hurt demon. Do You have any alchemical ingredients ? Or alchemy isn't among disciplines studied by You ?"

Pure hatred vibrated in goblin's voice when Green Witch mentioned nature of the Blood Mauler. But he shaked his head and asked, in clearer tone.

"Do You know anything about ... Undying Qillboars ? Or masked fire-throwing orc who might be former servant of G ... You Know Who."

The Green Witch just smiles, "I do not tarry in those disciplines, but the city of Crossroads is not far from here."

 

[Verbatim]

The wolf speaks in the Tauren tongue, “Greyhorn, it is your time,” the wolf shifts slowly in shape till it stands taller then Greyhorn, it the ghostly figure of a Tauren chieftain. The spirit focuses on Greyhorn with silvery eyes, “I am your ancestor, Greyhorn, and I have been chosen to guide you on your path. You must go far on your journey.”

The Tauren spirit pauses, “Greyhorn, rest now, in the morning you will head out of Mulgore into the Barrens. If you survive I will find you again.”

Feeling foolish in the eyes of his ancestor, Greyhorn looked down towards the ground for a moment before raising them back to stare at the spirit before him.

"I will go as you command Great Spirit, but the Barrens are a vast place to wander with no direction. Where is the place you would have me go?"

~Wherever it is I will make it there...I will not fail my ancestors~

 

[Voadam]

“Indeed, slaying the Blood Mauler will be quite a feat for you all. If you seek it out then you will find its lair to the east in a place that has been fouled by foul magic. It is both demon and flesh, and if you fail it will consume you body and soul,” the Green Witch replies.

She pauses, “You will need all the luck you can muster, and technological toys you can build,” she grins.

"If cold iron can cleave its flesh then I am ready." With a taloned claw Snarrek flicks the blade of his great axe, causing the blade to ring with a metallic tone.

 

[Rikandur Azebol]

Groog Profit, Tinker Genius.

"Calm, folks. As much as I want to destroy demonspawn ... we have bigger responsibilities than seeking glory. Witch ... how destruction of the demon-orc would help us against army of unliving Razormanes ? Or how much it will close us to finding our True enemy, the masked orc. We have responsibilities for our village, that I wouldn't threw away. That I won't throw away !"

And agitated goblin proposed some melon to Celia to calm down, muttering something in his native tongue ... to quiet for anyone to understand. And he produced his gun and started checking it, calming slowly while whistling ... vulgar camp song, paladiness could guess that he was in human war-post. And, as usual, took what was worst ... as goblins often do.

I'm ready to go. Anyone except me have feeling that Green Witch is playing "game" with Us ?

 

[Evil Ujio]

"Calm, folks. As much as I want to destroy demonspawn ... we have bigger responsibilities than seeking glory. Witch ... how destruction of the demon-orc would help us against army of unliving Razormanes ? Or how much it will close us to finding our True enemy, the masked orc. We have responsibilities for our village, that I wouldn't threw away. That I won't throw away !"

I'm ready to go. Anyone except me have feeling that Green Witch is playing "game" with Us ?

The Green Witch raises a brow, “The obvious enemy hides that which wishes to remain hidden and unmolested. Do not worry about the undead, they will be defeated… but even their defeat is merely another layer in an intricate onion of lies.”

 

[Festy_Dog]

An 'onion of lies', it was an imaginative term but made perfect sense to Garrak. Many layers had to be worked through to reach the core.

"Once we've organised ourselves and dealt with the Blood Mauler, I would wager we'd have a lot more experience under our belts to effectively deal with what else rears its ugly head," Garrak ponders aloud.

 

[Evil Ujio]

Feeling foolish in the eyes of his ancestor, Greyhorn looked down towards the ground for a moment before raising them back to stare at the spirit before him.

"I will go as you command Great Spirit, but the Barrens are a vast place to wander with no direction. Where is the place you would have me go?"

~Wherever it is I will make it there...I will not fail my ancestors~

The spirit replies, "Head to the Barrens, if you survive your journey I will find you."

 

[Voadam]

Snarrek turns to the goblin. "I am ready either to fight the Mauler now or go get nahg and tell village of deaduns and humans. Goblin you need more gunk for your ear, it is still bleeding."

 

[Rikandur Azebol]

What the hell is gunk ?