Chapter 2
-Hapt- Chaptar 2
T'day an' few last days were a bit slow here. Bored wit' lack'a companions ta drink at da tavern i decided ta hault my hairy behind ta this place called Hillsbrother or what was it name, thar be the town called Tauren Mill.
I gots me kinda suprised when i got thar. How come its named Tauren Mill if thar be no totems, teepees an' other fancay stuff like'em windmills? In fact that be lookin' like one of'em human towns but infested with them corpse men. But why that be called Tauren Mill? Them humans milled me brethren here or wha? If 'ey did, i be sure havin' another reason ta whack their hads othar than collectin' swag, arr! Or maybe dat litta goblin at the tavern spellt the name wrong? Who cares..
Aye, so i gots me to that town an' met dis litta troll fella. Zanji was his name i think. Nuttin' out of the ordinary for a troll if ye ask me. He had dis litta lion pet, he named him Saphir? Sepiroth? Suph.. uh.. Sephir maybe. So we be chattin' about what's happenin' roun the mill, an' i pat the cat a bit. Didn't look ta much aggresive, an' i coulda cut its head off with me sword if wanted to. Anyways, the troll tells me dat the cat.. check out dat.. TOLD 'IM dat he doesn't like ta be patted, an' its bad for its concentration, cuz he be observin' the surroundings lookin' fer bones an the like. Nuttin' unusual for a a troll eh.. i wouldnae be suprised if he ate 'nome nails as a snack.
So we be chattin' about dis an dat fer a while, an' then it comes ta topic of them jungle trolls, stranglethorn an' whatnot. Accordin' ta Zanji there be "Them" trolls an' "We" trolls. Now dat kinda confused me thar. If not the tusks i couldnae tell a troll from an elf, an' he be tellin' me that all kinds of the trolls are different. I still dont get what's that mojo and voodoo stuff they keep babblin' about, but it seems like voodoo stuff is somethin' scary, at least for Zanji's trolls thar. Them jungle ones like ta play with it. Now sharks eat me legs if trolls aren't the most wicked race in the whole world thar. They don't make any sense ta me whatsoever, an' every tribe is totally different. Not mentionin' them fetishes they be havin'. Collectin' bones, entrails, jaws, nails, teeth.. like collectin' swag wouldnae be 'nuff.
Then i went ta them farms near, cuz this one lad at the town told me thar be some farmers dat killed some of our companions an' he be payin' me good coin fer vengenance. Fair enough wit me thar.
Met two of 'em corpselubbers thar, looked like they be fresh outta coffin ta me, strugglin' wit every farmer. We kinda band up togetha and look for this Getz lad. Then i think i saw a 'nome runnin' somewhere in the bushes nearby, but dat could be a wild swine or sumthin' so i ignore. We engage one of 'em footmen, an' as im about ta strike him to the ground i see her.. Sleek hooves, nice tail, even more lovely legs, jugs'o'love, kinda weird.. human like face - but i coulda live with dat, an' some nice horns. So i stand thar gazin' at this beauty sent from heavens fer me an' drool over her body while she leans a bit an' play with her whip, aye i could like kinkay stuff once in a while. I snap out of it after a while only ta see one of my companions obliterated ta.. uh death? 'least he looked more dead than usual to be sure, and thar be this litta 'nome jumpin' around castin' foul magics. So i ran to tha litta bastard an' stab him with me sword. Litta rascal must've been way more seasoned than me cuz i had problems hittin' its litta head. I bruise him good, but along the way the sweet miss figures out she'll be whippin' me back, an' thar be some farmer an' his pitchfork. Of course me companion priest forgot that he can heal an' dispel 'em nasty curses.. long story short, i get beaten thar with 'nome almost as dead as i was.
Few minutes later i find meself at the same spot, tryin' ta get the job done. An' thar be the 'nome again. Ima whack ya this time i think, litta bastard hid in the orchard an' apparaently didn't have his kinky miss with'im. So i get closer to the fence, an' as he finishes ta cast some spell on me, EVERY GODDAMN FARMER IN THE FIELD STARTS CHASIN ME! Bloody bastards pursued me tail almost ta the Mill. Im gonna get that 'nome one day i tell ye, pointy hat, tight clothes, grim face. Thar can't be more of 'em like that.
Eventually the 'nome dissapears an' i go down ta azurelode mine ta get me azurite. I find this undead lad callin' himself Lighthelm or somethin thar. We fought togethar in the past aroun' silverpine, so he helps me get through the mine ta get me azurite. I'm done thar an' head ta thousands needles place.
Just as i arrive at the post thar i feel me heartstone buzzin'. It's me beauty screamin' fer help. Apparently them human landlubbers be raidin' our mills. So i tell me crew "Avast lads, we be meetin' in them mills as soon as possible!". I hear a few Aye,Aye's thar an' stone me buns ta mill. Soon we have our five man group assembled an' roam the countryside thar lookin' fer 'em backstabbers. We engage in one skirmish with some 'nomes an' thats that. Thar be this very seasoned druid thar, but she be hidin' in the lettuce when we chase 'er. More of annoyance than a threat i tell ye.
After anothar round of runnin' aroun'em plains we get bored due to lack'a opponents ta loot, an' we find them southshore guards hit hard.. in a hard way. I be hearin' that 'tis one corpselad at sepulcher is givin' out some good swag for killin this Arugal guy, whoever he is. Fair with me an' me crew, an' we find out he be havin' his own keep! Arr, that be something worthwile, we run ta silverpine ta plunder his house!
We arrive at the site only ta find some of 'em corpse men waitin' on the doorstep thar. We joke aroun' a bit an' have a good laugh or two. They depart, an' some rogue pops up. "ye all be too joyfull" an' blah blah kinda crap ye know. An' he starts whinin' an tellin' us the world is a bad an' sad place an' whatnot. I tell ye, some forsakens shoulda stayed dead. I tell him ta beat it before i make him walk the chain in blackrock mountain, an' we start raidin' that keep place.
Long story short, we trampled through the whole place, pillaging whatever we found an' haulin lotsa swag. At the end we kill this Arugal guy an' our mage loots his second robe. I got me a nice shield from this commander lad thar an' we depart ta our beds for a rest.
That be all fer now i think, i bet more fun stuff will be followin' as we be just warmin' up here. Yohoho!
T'day an' few last days were a bit slow here. Bored wit' lack'a companions ta drink at da tavern i decided ta hault my hairy behind ta this place called Hillsbrother or what was it name, thar be the town called Tauren Mill.
I gots me kinda suprised when i got thar. How come its named Tauren Mill if thar be no totems, teepees an' other fancay stuff like'em windmills? In fact that be lookin' like one of'em human towns but infested with them corpse men. But why that be called Tauren Mill? Them humans milled me brethren here or wha? If 'ey did, i be sure havin' another reason ta whack their hads othar than collectin' swag, arr! Or maybe dat litta goblin at the tavern spellt the name wrong? Who cares..
Aye, so i gots me to that town an' met dis litta troll fella. Zanji was his name i think. Nuttin' out of the ordinary for a troll if ye ask me. He had dis litta lion pet, he named him Saphir? Sepiroth? Suph.. uh.. Sephir maybe. So we be chattin' about what's happenin' roun the mill, an' i pat the cat a bit. Didn't look ta much aggresive, an' i coulda cut its head off with me sword if wanted to. Anyways, the troll tells me dat the cat.. check out dat.. TOLD 'IM dat he doesn't like ta be patted, an' its bad for its concentration, cuz he be observin' the surroundings lookin' fer bones an the like. Nuttin' unusual for a a troll eh.. i wouldnae be suprised if he ate 'nome nails as a snack.
So we be chattin' about dis an dat fer a while, an' then it comes ta topic of them jungle trolls, stranglethorn an' whatnot. Accordin' ta Zanji there be "Them" trolls an' "We" trolls. Now dat kinda confused me thar. If not the tusks i couldnae tell a troll from an elf, an' he be tellin' me that all kinds of the trolls are different. I still dont get what's that mojo and voodoo stuff they keep babblin' about, but it seems like voodoo stuff is somethin' scary, at least for Zanji's trolls thar. Them jungle ones like ta play with it. Now sharks eat me legs if trolls aren't the most wicked race in the whole world thar. They don't make any sense ta me whatsoever, an' every tribe is totally different. Not mentionin' them fetishes they be havin'. Collectin' bones, entrails, jaws, nails, teeth.. like collectin' swag wouldnae be 'nuff.
Then i went ta them farms near, cuz this one lad at the town told me thar be some farmers dat killed some of our companions an' he be payin' me good coin fer vengenance. Fair enough wit me thar.
Met two of 'em corpselubbers thar, looked like they be fresh outta coffin ta me, strugglin' wit every farmer. We kinda band up togetha and look for this Getz lad. Then i think i saw a 'nome runnin' somewhere in the bushes nearby, but dat could be a wild swine or sumthin' so i ignore. We engage one of 'em footmen, an' as im about ta strike him to the ground i see her.. Sleek hooves, nice tail, even more lovely legs, jugs'o'love, kinda weird.. human like face - but i coulda live with dat, an' some nice horns. So i stand thar gazin' at this beauty sent from heavens fer me an' drool over her body while she leans a bit an' play with her whip, aye i could like kinkay stuff once in a while. I snap out of it after a while only ta see one of my companions obliterated ta.. uh death? 'least he looked more dead than usual to be sure, and thar be this litta 'nome jumpin' around castin' foul magics. So i ran to tha litta bastard an' stab him with me sword. Litta rascal must've been way more seasoned than me cuz i had problems hittin' its litta head. I bruise him good, but along the way the sweet miss figures out she'll be whippin' me back, an' thar be some farmer an' his pitchfork. Of course me companion priest forgot that he can heal an' dispel 'em nasty curses.. long story short, i get beaten thar with 'nome almost as dead as i was.
Few minutes later i find meself at the same spot, tryin' ta get the job done. An' thar be the 'nome again. Ima whack ya this time i think, litta bastard hid in the orchard an' apparaently didn't have his kinky miss with'im. So i get closer to the fence, an' as he finishes ta cast some spell on me, EVERY GODDAMN FARMER IN THE FIELD STARTS CHASIN ME! Bloody bastards pursued me tail almost ta the Mill. Im gonna get that 'nome one day i tell ye, pointy hat, tight clothes, grim face. Thar can't be more of 'em like that.
Eventually the 'nome dissapears an' i go down ta azurelode mine ta get me azurite. I find this undead lad callin' himself Lighthelm or somethin thar. We fought togethar in the past aroun' silverpine, so he helps me get through the mine ta get me azurite. I'm done thar an' head ta thousands needles place.
Just as i arrive at the post thar i feel me heartstone buzzin'. It's me beauty screamin' fer help. Apparently them human landlubbers be raidin' our mills. So i tell me crew "Avast lads, we be meetin' in them mills as soon as possible!". I hear a few Aye,Aye's thar an' stone me buns ta mill. Soon we have our five man group assembled an' roam the countryside thar lookin' fer 'em backstabbers. We engage in one skirmish with some 'nomes an' thats that. Thar be this very seasoned druid thar, but she be hidin' in the lettuce when we chase 'er. More of annoyance than a threat i tell ye.
After anothar round of runnin' aroun'em plains we get bored due to lack'a opponents ta loot, an' we find them southshore guards hit hard.. in a hard way. I be hearin' that 'tis one corpselad at sepulcher is givin' out some good swag for killin this Arugal guy, whoever he is. Fair with me an' me crew, an' we find out he be havin' his own keep! Arr, that be something worthwile, we run ta silverpine ta plunder his house!
We arrive at the site only ta find some of 'em corpse men waitin' on the doorstep thar. We joke aroun' a bit an' have a good laugh or two. They depart, an' some rogue pops up. "ye all be too joyfull" an' blah blah kinda crap ye know. An' he starts whinin' an tellin' us the world is a bad an' sad place an' whatnot. I tell ye, some forsakens shoulda stayed dead. I tell him ta beat it before i make him walk the chain in blackrock mountain, an' we start raidin' that keep place.
Long story short, we trampled through the whole place, pillaging whatever we found an' haulin lotsa swag. At the end we kill this Arugal guy an' our mage loots his second robe. I got me a nice shield from this commander lad thar an' we depart ta our beds for a rest.
That be all fer now i think, i bet more fun stuff will be followin' as we be just warmin' up here. Yohoho!
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