A lonely entry

As you finish reading the last chapter, you skim through the log looking for more. Somewhere in the middle of the book between empty pages you find a single entry..

'tis the hard decision fer me ta make, but bull havta do what bull havta do! After lying in bed fer last whole week AGAIN, I've decided that it be the highest time fer me ta sail out lookin fer a cure. 'tis a long and lonely journey that i must take. Alas i cannae be the capt'n of the Stormscale Corsairs anymore, or maybe i can, but them lads won't do any good without any commander.

Unfortunately no one stepped up fer commandment, and i saw me boys frequentin' the port less and less, some of 'em were lost to them seas long ago.

'tis a sad day fer me, leavin' all me mates, all me battle brothers and sisters. I be missin keelhaulin' them 'nomes fer sure. But then i wont havta see the elves sittin' in the corner holdin' their ankles an' sobbin'. Aspecially that one elf warrior with weird weapons.. I be missin' goldmane walkin' Sjin around the stables in arathi, but i wont miss Sjin's club or rodents to be sure, damn crybabies the members are!

I might be returnin' back ta Azeroth one day, when me remedy is found. Fer now i be leavin' this log at the Salty Sailor so the landlubbers drinkin' ale can learn about the great adventures of Capt'n Weebull Flametotem an' his mighty crew of Stormscale Corsairs.

Chapter 8

Thar be this one time in the year they be callin' All Hallows Eve. 's about ghosts, havin' fun, makin' tricks an' havin' a cooldown before mournin' ye deads.


At this time both horde and them shaved monkey alliance be celebratin' an doin' lots of weird stuff. Them corpse lads put tha big pumpkin in the throne hall of Loaderon. The innkeepers were givin' out trick or treat packages, includin' weird magics, costumes. Thar were bobbin' apples too! The best thingie I got was the growth enchant, made me an' me kodo bigger than eva! All the lads an' lasses were droolin' at me might! Lotsa fun ta be sure har har.



Meanwhile we got an invasion of them defias pirates! All in all they were great lads, an' some say them lasses were fine too - i guess that depends if one be diggin' shaved monkeys or not, eh? I saw 'em trolls droolin' over the yellow haired piratess.. har har. But then trolls are weird anyway so 's nuttin' unusual i be guessin.

The final part of the festival was held by this dead elv they be callin' syphilus.. sylphanas.. syl something. Them deads made this big hay statue they call a wickerman.
Fine with me, i guess. Hay statue, some taurens coulda munch on dat i think. But! If ye be in advanced state of brainrot like them deads are ye think differently! So they made this statue and then they figured out they be BURNINATIN' it! I mean, what the hell? Why would one make a ship an' then sink it? 'nless thats a landlubber ship filled with swag.. but it wasn't!
Either way, the deads burned the hey, and it seemed they enjoyed it. The crowd was exctatic an' whatnot.

After the ceremonial burnin' thar was anothar contest. We were asked ta crash the alliance party! We were given green eggs an' were ordered ta stink the southshore ta boot! An' many of us did.

I sure be lookin' forward ta next years competitions ta be sure.

Chaptur 7

After gettin' lotsa swag fer me mount I hadta return home ta Booty bay an' help me uncle Seahorn with them bloodsails.

The red pirates arent much'a threat, altho they be in vast numbers so I was spendin' quite a few days keelhaulin' them along the whole southarn shore, arr.

So this one time i be smackin' them bloodysails an' I see them lads in shiny armors on them shiney horsies. Paladins, eh? Lads always told me not ta trust those, but I thought they shoulda be honorable 'n stuff.
I mean, if I as a pirrrate can, why couldn't they, eh? So i loot me last bloodsail an' try ta pass beside them, i notice the 'Brotherhood of Honr' marks on their armor.

An' guess wha? THEM BASTARDS KEELHAULED ME! Bloody no good scum i tell ye. Honor me ass! They stunned me with their spells an' sent to them fishes. I be wonderin' what kinda 'holy' diety they stand fer.

After some time i got up from the sand an' placed an oath never ta trust a paladin, an' make those boys life miserable thar. Ima get'em one day i tell ye, ima get'em!

Chapter 6

Aight! The time has come that i shoulda change thins' in life! I be recognisable by lads on them streets, i be havin' a hefty crew, an' i be wearin' a nice suit'a'plate, arr!

What capt'n needs 's a good mount ta move quickly inland!But them bulls at bloodhoof sell kodos for insane ammounts a money! 72 golds fer kodo an' 18 fer drivin' lessons WITH discounts included!

So i take a look inta me pocket only ta find mere fourty golds thar. Guess i have ta find some good ways ta loot people. First i go ta badlands ta kill them litta whelps, i be hearin' their hides be valuable an' whatnot. I arrive at the site 'an get bored ta death within an hour or so.

Then some lad comes ta an' invites me ta raid the monastery! yay! Them monks are hoardin' gold an' shineys like no one other! So we meet at the undercity an' suddenly the leadin' lad tells us he need ta help his granny cross the street somwhere down in silithus or somethin' an he wont be able ta attend, shortly after he laves. Just after he left our mage parts too, bored ta undeath apparently. Lon' story short, soon the party breaks down.

So i be sittin' thar breathin' the undead fumes, an' then it struck me! Thar be a nice graveyard in the monastery, lotsa tombs of wealthy crusaders an' whatnot! S W A G! Arr, that be me place!

Soon i find meself at the graveyard entrance. The hard part is that thar be some torturers guardin' the place. I whack the both guards at the door, then usin' me well known tauren rogue skills i sneak past the lead torturer lad 'an charge on the patrollin' guy pushin' him into the next corridor 'an smackin' his head against the wall. Thar be two othar guards in this room but they be too busy chattin' ta notice that i be mincin' their collegaue with me swords. After the guard stops splurtin' blood left 'an right i sneak past the last two lads an' enter the graveyard!

An' what do we have here? Ghosts! Tons, gazzilions of 'em, an' zombies, an uh.. some weird ghosts. *Sigh* I be sharpenin' me blades an' start killin' everything in sight. After killin' a few zombies i be facin' a group 'a blue ghosts. I take out me axe an' charge them, then i start cleavin' them with me sweepin' strikes technique sendin' them back ta twistin' nether within' seconds, arr!

After i clear 'nuff around i start lootin' swag that dropped, openin' chests an' diggin' a grave or two. Took me few hours till i got loaded 'an few trips back ta brill ta sell all the loot i found thar. Lotsa good stuff i might say. Finally i get as much gold as i be needin' an' head ta the exit. Seems like guards heard me an' me gold chimin' in me pockets an started ta chase me, i stomp them into tha groun' an leg out towards the exit.

Soon i find meself at orgigorgi city sellin' the rest of swag i found an' head towards bloodhoof where i be buyin' a nice kodo! Can't wait till i start tramplin' nomes with it! Yar har har!

But as i enter the city back again i be seein' this undead miss on a dead horse oozin' with undeath. I be askin' er where did she got the monies fer that, 'an she tells me that golds grow on trees, what a load of bull thar!

Chapter 5

Arr!

Again not much happenin' lately. I be gettin' them bits togetha tho.

I be hearin' dat one of them bulls that like ta hang out with demons an' whatnot put up a bounty on this one 'nome i killed few days earlier. He be payin one'n a half gold for the stinky head!
Fortunately i had the head hidden fer some reason, so i go to this bull thar an he be tellin' me "Oi, mate! 'tis head old, gimme a fresh one!" So i be tryin' ta convince him 's a fresh one, but he doesnt believe me. So much fer easy gold.

Meanwhile the pesky 'nome must've heard thar be bounty on its head! Now he be stalkin' me everywhere i go, poppin' outta them shadows, sticking its ugly tongue out an' not engagin' in battle! Damn him, if he only fought i coulda had this gold, arr!
I be runnin' roun desolace, or maybe swimmin more like. An' im headin' ta loot this dead captn's swag from that litta island thar.. an' guess what! The pesky 'nome is tinkerin' with me chest! Dat litta bastard, i charge 'im an' smack in the head, but the litta coward uses some nasty trick an' dissapears from me sight, drat! We be playin' cat'n'mouse on dat litta island fer next few minutes but then i get bored, get me swag an' head out. Not worth me time to be sure!

Now i be headin' towards arathi ta help lads thar with them trolls an' ogres. Not like i care about what be happenin' to dat litta fort thar, but they be payin' good coin, so im in!

While killin' em trolls i notice a litta gnome bearin' the skullbrand insignia! Gonna ice him i thought, so i charge the litta bastard.. an guess what? The little midget ices me, literally! Damn tricky mages, after quite some fight i put him down fer good, an' another one that was runnin' roun. After killing me trolls i notice the 'nome came back, an' sits thar drinkin. So i shoo him away 'cuz i already looted all his swag. He stands up an' goes somewhere.. an' guess what? Not a minute later i feel a chilly icebolt on me back! Never trust a 'nome i say, ever! After some fight we find ourselves both almost dead, with me hooves iced to the ground. I take out me trusty blunderbruss an' aim at 'nome. One hit, two hits, an guess what? The nome creates some sorta shield, gets out his wang wand an' kills me. After i get back he's nowhere ta be seen.
I find the othar 'nome tho! An guess wha? It attacks me an' me friend when we fightin' trolls, arr! Sheeps me younger friend an' tries ta ice me again! This time i pummel the sorry 'nome into the groun' for good!

Then i meet this dwarven lad wit' a rifle an' some pet. I neva knew them lads can run so fast. He was just runnin' roun me an' shootin! I had 'im on the edge of me axe few times but he always had a trick in his sleeve i tell ye! Almost dead but he escaped, arr! Good fightin' but i gots beaten, not good fer me image to be sure..

At some point i go back ta bay of them booties ta cut a litta chat with me friend capt'n seahorn. As i arrive i be hearin' lotsa noise in the salty sailor downstairs. I go down ta investigate an behold! Thar be a party! 'nomes, dwarves, elves, taurens, trolls an' whatnot else holdin' hands an dancin on the bottom floor! Now that be a suprise ta me! Thar was this funny bunch callin 'emselves Da Ladz. Runnin' aroun', shoutin' out their name an' gettin' wasted to death, jolly party, arr!
I finally met the Deagan corpse.. uh.. lad.. guy i guess. I was almost sure he was an undead 'nome, cuz he acts like that all the time with his contraptions an' whatnot. An guess wha? He be lookin' like a human.. kinda, cuz ye see - he be dead, an' rotten a bit. 'least he's not as sad an' negative as most of them corpselads, har har! He was sittin' at the table with this troll gal Xuncha.. Xincha, Xancha maybe? Nevamind, they were talkin' bout their inventions an' whatnot. One is sure, they be havin' too much time on their hands makin' all those toys thar.

Soon i depart from the inn, as i take off on me manticore i hear them lads shoutin' somethin' about killin' a giant nearby. Later i heard them Ladz an' their alliance friends went ta the beach an' killed the ol' smelly fart!

Hurm.. wha more? I signed up fer those contests in warsong gulch. Thar be a litta brawl with alliance an' lotsa runnin' with flags. Won both matches i were in, arr! But thar be somethin' weird, must be elven or 'nome magic! Everytime i be in the gulch everythin' moves so fast an' i move so slow, sometimes it seems like im asleep fer good few minutes, usually findin' meself at the graveyard.. pfah.

Either way, them officers in Orgrigorgi promoted me ta grunt, an' said i be very close ta being a sergant soon! Good ta hear that, i wont be stoppin' till they call me a not-short Warlord, arr!

Chapter 4

Chaptar 4

I made a tabard fer me crew. Now every landlubber that be seein' us will know we be the mighty Stormscales, arr!

One lad asked me this one time, why we be callin 'selves the Stormscales.

Stormscale be the naga tribe livin' on the shoreline of darkshore. They be fierce fighters that ride them storm waves 'an attack the settlements on the shore. They fear no weather, they fear no water, they fear no foe. An' thats what we, the Stormscale Corsairs are too! We plunder what we see fit, an' collect all the swag we can get, no one will be standin' between us an' our gold, arr!
On a side note, i met this one weird druid lad in Ogrimmar. He be tellin' everyone aroun' he be immortal an' whatnot, allmighty. Bah, stuck up if ye ask me. Looked like a calf anyway. So was hearin' his babblin' fer a while, an' then i see he pickin' on an orc even younger than he is himself. Damn druids an' their earthroot pipe. They be smokin' ta much of tis shite. So i be tellin' im "If ye be such a brave calf try dancin' wit me instead of harrasin' them youngs". After some smack chat we be goin' outside ogrimmar where i humiliate him in three swings of me sword, an' the local publicity points fingers at 'im and laughs. Was one stuck up bull if ye ask me.
In the evenin' we wentta stranglethorn cuz i was needin' some tusks fer me axe. We met quite a sturdy bunch of human landlubbers thar. Was a good hour of fightin', lotsa sittin' on them corpses an' whatnot. Was fun nevatheless.

Then me dame an' me wentta chillwind camp ta get me axe. I gave the swag ta this troll thar, an' he be goin' ta summon the cyclonian. I turn me back an.. THAR BE A DRAGON. Big scaly red thing with big tail' an teeth flyin' just over the river. I should be more carefull aroun' here. We proceed ta summonin' place an' i notice a dwarf hunter' playin' with'em turtles. I let him be, all the swag he can have be animal entrails or somethin'. Meanwhile we start fightin' the dreaded elemental. As we are about halfway, i see the damn lonbearded bastard starts shootin' me beauty. I charge him with me body an' slice his litta head ta pieces. Shortly after we down the damned windspirit, arr! The troll gives me this one godly axe an' fer once i be a happy bull, arr!

I'm runnin' here and thar, an see anothar dwarf, tis one be a warrior like meself, an' looks as seasoned as i be. Great. I let him finish the syndicate lubber, point at him, tell'im im ready, an' flex a bit ta start a duel. He chooses ta ignore me tho. His loss i be guessin', an' no one be ignorin' the capt'n. I charge him as he starts shootin' anothar syndicate. I put the dwarf an' syndicate down in few heartbeats. Shortly after as i be finishin' anothar syndicate the dwarf returns an' returns the favor. But i down him this one time too. Bored i look aroun' fer some ore ta mine. A bit latar i see the dwarf badly bruised runnin' through them woods. So i run after 'im. He must've been thinkin' i wantta kill 'im again, har har. He hides behind a hill an' i finally catch him. I let him eat, an' propose a fight again. He doesn't ignore me fer once an' attacks. Nice lad, but i put 'im down where his place is again. Three ta null fer the capt'n, arr!

Was a good day, an' me axe be the bane of them living, arr!

Chapter 3

Chaptur 3

After them dealins' in the hills I went back ta freewinds post in that needly place. Everthin' was goin' fine, one tauren lad even told me ta walk the plank in them mountains..

Well, until i went ta kill'em centaurs. I'm whackin'em and then i see a NOME running through, poor sod looks very much dead with the spears in its back so i decide ta ease its pain an' shoot it with me bow. I shoot two arrows, then aim an' whack it in the middle of 'e head makin' sure it wont go anywhere now. I loot some dimes from 'im an proceed forward.
Then just as im in the middle of minin' the tin deposit i feel somethin' scratchin' me back pleasantly. At this point i was rathar sure me beauty Mekhat was in stranglethorn vale, so maybe it was anothar cutie cow that wanted ta give me some relief. I turn back only to find the same damn 'nome jumpin' up an' down obviously tryin' ta hurt me with its little knives. So i give it a good kick, whack it in the head with me shield 'an give it a few stabs with me sword. Damn landlubber looks a bit more seasoned than myself, but i find its dead way sooner than i expected. I laugh a bit at its ambitions give it a nice wave an' go me way.

I meet this one tauren lad that tells me ta collect some damn plants fer him. Easy 'nuff fer me, an' he be payin' good. So i go to them hot springs only ta find a bunch of angry boilin' elementals thar. 'an i was expectin' some grimtotem ladies thar an' a massage. Lon' story short. I spend there more than an hour whackin' the damned elemenals an' collectin' the rare plants. Them herbs be havin' spiky an' sharp edges, gonna shove'em this bulls behind when i meet him to be sure.

All be fine 'an dandy, but then i needta find this one quillboar that be holdin' a vial fer me. I gather a few lads an' we dive inta Razorfen Kraul. After a few fights i be noticin' that some of me companions lack combat expertise so start givin' em orders left an' right, everythin' gets way smoother from now on.
This one lad at them crossroads told me "turn left at the first junction", aye, so we find ourselves 300 yards far right when we be noticin' its the damn wrong way! We go back, slay me boar, get me vial an' head back ta find the boss of this place. Somewhere aroun' the middle of the cave while fightin' two boars i notice that our mage be hearthstonin' out, without a word, damn wussie! From now on we be crawlin' with four.
Soon we slay some commander boar, an' he drops this totally awesome helmet! I get me dices an' roll, while the other warrior dat was with us weeps "ima loose this one, i know it", an' guess what? She really looses the roll. The new hat fits on me head perfectly.
Now them problems start. I be tellin me companion, stay behind me back at all times, we dont want ta alter them thornlubbers that we be here. So far so good. Then i notice a patrol goin' here 'an thar. I tell me lads "Ey lads! We be stayin' here watin' fer the patrol, dun move". An' guess what? Someone hadta go an' check whats in the tunnel, two hunters start shootin' him, we engage'em, so far so good. An' guess what? The patrol comes! They be headin' straight for our priest, i be tauntin' them an' everythin' goes more or less fine, but i didnt notice the one short quillboard whackin' our priest, an' the other warrior happily whacks somethin' else in the same time, lon' story short, priest dies an' so do we shortly after. Marvlou.. Marve.. Great.
So i be tellin'em ey gal, ye coulda take that boar off the priest, an' all of ye could just stand behin' me as i ordered. The priest nods head in acceptance while the damn warrior gets all high 'n mightay an' tells me i be commandin' ta much an' leaves the party.

Need ta remember ta feed 'em sharks with her next time i have the opportunity.

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!

Chapter 1

So I was thinkin' thar, who will be remembrin' bout me an me crew in few years, if die to some sturdy lubber, or all goblins at Salty Dawg will get drunk to death. No one! That's why i be figurin' out that i be needin' a log where i be writin' all our deeds. One day some adventurer might find it with me swag an' tell the story of mightiest crew on all seas to everyone, arr!

Ye, so thar goes..

Chaptar 1

T'day i was hangin' aroun the Salty Sailor as usual, and thar was this litta goblin, forgot what his name was. We been chattin' about them ships an' seafarin', and than he tells me dat if i be wantin' me own boat i shoulda pay visit to some Van Cleef lad who be hidin' from the militia in Westfall!
Arr! 'Tis couldn't be any easier. We'll just go thar with me crew and pillage the place, an' steal the boat of this pale skinned cavelubber, yohoho!

So i be takin' me magical heart.. hearth.. the stone, an' shoutin' to me crew :

Avast lads! We be plunderin' some landlubber cove t'day, arr! Assemble at sunset at grom'gol camp!

I be arrivin' at grom gol at sunset, an' guess what? Thar be no one thar! I be hearin' only me beauty Mekhat crackin' some croc skulls in the distance. Privateer Leljin is already at that Westfall place, an' Undabuh is sea serpents know where.

I tell me First Dame Mekhat "Avast me beauty! We be goin' ta plunder, leave'm crocs, c'mon!". An' we be swimmin' towards Westfall. Along the way we found some longea.. uh.. trolls on the island thar, but they be sayin' we not strong enough ta help'em. Phew! Stormscales not strong enough, if that junglelubber only knew the power of.. uh.. we be gettin' back ta him later.
So we be swimmin' , an' thar be this sweet little island an' beautifull sunset, so we stopped there with me dame fer a while thar ta have some fun, if ye catch me drift that is, yar har har.

Finally we arrive at 'tis moonbrock.. moonbock.. moon-something place. Thar be some lubbers thar, couldnae tell the difference from defias bandit if i were smacked with either in the head ta be honest. We ignore'em an' proceed deeper into tha mine.

Long story short, we plundered the place, looted all their swag thar, killed the first mate (was one tough bull thar, but nuttin' that could stop the capt'n that is!), an' whacked the ships captain, arr!
Than we challenge the Cleef guy. Bastard had some sneaky guards there, but again, stormscales laid waste to all of em.

Ye.

An' now comes the hard part lads. We were about ta depart with me new ship, so i took a litta walk aroun'. And then it struck me..

The bloody landlubber moron built a ship in an underground lake!

Ye gods! Thar was no way ta take the ship, other than dismantlin' it an' caryring back to that beach. Oh woe.

A bit saddened by this event, we wenta check how be folks livin' in the senlit.. uh.. guards hill place.
Along the way, just a bit outside the moon town i be seein a 'NOME runnin. Some youngster i be thinkin', so i ignore 'im.
Now i tell ye, all those lads hangin' aroun stormwind be morons to be sure! Stupid 'nome tries ta freeze me hooves an' jumps up.
Unfortunately fer him i just had me claymore unsheathed and the stupid thing jumped right onto it, impaling its litta body before i coulda even blink.

Now a suprise! 't was no ordinary 'nome, we found insignia of some othar corsair crew on it! If i saw that earlier i woulda chop its head off before it got close ta me, arr!

So we go ta guardians hill place, look aroun' causin' no harm, when some (did i tell ye they all be morons?) youngstars draw out their weapons an' try ta mob us. I kill two with one swing of me sword, an' leljin stabs through out some poor sod thar. Me beauty took out some totems of hers an' burned another few alive.

Disgusted by their sheer stupidity we be leavin' the place, poor bastids didnt even have any swag ta loot, bleh. Now we be headin' ta Swamp of sadness or sumthin', need ta talk with the wind ridar thar.

Now we be runnin' through 'tis duskwood place. Quite creepy if ye ask me. Wolves, undead, bandits, the scum of all kind thar. Yet we meet no resistance. Me first dame changed into that wolf of hers and went ta scout, way ahead of us.
So thar be meself, Leljin an' Undabuh runnin.
Suddenly almost at that rottin' village of them hummies i see an elf, arr! It sure has some swag fer us! So i charge it.. or was it her an' we put 'er where 'er place was, to tha groun'. Some coppers an' no swag, lotsa herbs, roots, leaves.. them elves dont be carryin' any golds ye see. Not even worth the effort.

We be kinda regroupin' on the pumpkin field nearby, eatin' an whatnot, when same warrior and some well seasoned 'nome mage attack us. Long story short, we put'em down again, Leljin died a bit, but then after undabuh brought him to life he looted a diaper from the 'nome an' was all happy, trolls are weirdos if ye ask me.

Now we be headin' our way, an' those two are annoyin' us again. Yet again we slam'em to tha groun', fart in their general direction and we be headin' to tha swamp..

An' guess what! The bloody pesky pesty moron mage comes back again! With some human mage friend which is even more seasoned than we all are! So wit' this suprise kinda attack they change me an' undabuh into sheeps an' stand thar laughing at us. What they didn't know is that thar be Leljin stalkin' in them shadows. Soon enough he stabs the mage, an' im gettin' back into me bull form again. I take me crest an' shield an start ta whack the seasoned human, i almost get him, but he freezes me hooves an' runs away!
But! THAR BE NO ESCAPE FROM CAPT'N!
Ye. So i take out me musket, aim, fire, bang headshot! The mage drops dead to tha groun'! Meanwhile the 'nome be tacklin' me boys thar and tries ta sheep me again! I slam the poor sod in its litta head with me shield, Leljin slits its throat an' undabuh calls all powers of earthmothar ta punish the litta freak of nature.

The stormscales are victorious again! An' the seasoned mage had some nice swag on him, arr!

Eventually we manage ta reach the village on them swamps. An' there it starts..

Leljin starts braggin' about the swag he foun' in them mines. An' the swag he ever saw, an he yaps an yaps, on an' on. Annoyed as the whole crew were i demoted him back ta Sharkbait, that kinda shut his piehole fer a while.

We sell the useless swag in the shop thar, an' count our coins.

'Twas a good day fer Stormscale Corsairs to be sure. Soon enough we find ourselves in 'r hamooks an' get well deserved rest.