Pilgrim in an Unholy Land
Xaus and I have often seen the horde blimp travelling to and fro while we adventure in the Stranglethorn Vale. So tonight after he abandoned me to my own devices, I decided to use my dark arts to sneak into the Grom'gol compound and climb aboard.
As you can tell, none of those below would have been too pleased to find a gnome aboard.
As we began to depart, I prepared to state the phrase everyone feels required to do when they stand on the end of tha ship like this, but I lost the willpower and made a half-hearted offering.
At last we began our journey...
..and the view certainly wasn't harmful to the eyes.
On approach to the ruins of the once fair city of Lorderon, I wondered to myself what the horde would think of my trespassing upon their vessel...though, truth be told, it's a goblin vessel and I am not unfriendly to them, having been trained and sworn to silence in their ways of engineering.
Upon arrival, I learned that dance IS, apparently, the universal language.
And also that, alliance or horde, my succubus always gets hit on. Here you can see this tauren trying to get my servant to lay with him...
...so I killed him.
My trip ended a little earlier than I had planned as I departed again, as fate stepped in and stuck his foot out as I decided to peer over the edge of the craft to the lands below...and I got far too close a look.
Due to my dark skills, returning to the world of the living was but a trivial matter of seconds, yet the emotional toil of my ruined vacation will stay with me for months to come.
As you can tell, none of those below would have been too pleased to find a gnome aboard.
As we began to depart, I prepared to state the phrase everyone feels required to do when they stand on the end of tha ship like this, but I lost the willpower and made a half-hearted offering.
At last we began our journey...
..and the view certainly wasn't harmful to the eyes.
On approach to the ruins of the once fair city of Lorderon, I wondered to myself what the horde would think of my trespassing upon their vessel...though, truth be told, it's a goblin vessel and I am not unfriendly to them, having been trained and sworn to silence in their ways of engineering.
Upon arrival, I learned that dance IS, apparently, the universal language.
And also that, alliance or horde, my succubus always gets hit on. Here you can see this tauren trying to get my servant to lay with him...
...so I killed him.
My trip ended a little earlier than I had planned as I departed again, as fate stepped in and stuck his foot out as I decided to peer over the edge of the craft to the lands below...and I got far too close a look.
Due to my dark skills, returning to the world of the living was but a trivial matter of seconds, yet the emotional toil of my ruined vacation will stay with me for months to come.
OMG, you were'nt wearing your travelling hat!
I rode the zepp one time, but I did it in the opposite direction and gated before it landed at the other side
OMG, I get to do my Succubus quest now! gogo level 20! WTB servers up.
I rode the zepp one time, but I did it in the opposite direction and gated before it landed at the other side
OMG, I get to do my Succubus quest now! gogo level 20! WTB servers up.
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Indeed I was not wearing my travelling hat, alas. I had accidently left it in the bank when I went on a wild engineering spree earlier that day. It felt so very wrong to explore these new places without The Hat, but I'm sure it will understand, and I will CERTAINLY never leave it behind again.
Sir Clou, I know you have feelings for Sarnar as well but you've always been very polite to her, so I feel no ill will towards you as I did the orc Unferth.
Sir Clou, I know you have feelings for Sarnar as well but you've always been very polite to her, so I feel no ill will towards you as I did the orc Unferth.
I decided to continue my adventure where I left off the other day and arrived in Brill with little incident. When I arrived, I was able to confirm my theories to be true; dance is INDEED the universal language.
I didn't have Sarnar summoned into our mortal realm on this venture, so there was no need to slay this troll, and we soon became fast friends after, with many complex hand gestures, I explained to him that I admired his hat. And so we enjoyed each others company as we made our way out across the vast Great Sea. I was hoping to catch a glimpse of the terrible Maelstorm, but it was not to be.
We arrived in the orc capital city and, having no desire to step foot in that place as I did in the Ruins of Lorderon, I thought it best to wait onboard and dance with yet another new friend, this might Tauren.
Sadly, all great adventures must come to an end, and I decided to end this one on my own accord, rather than under the blade of a nasty orc in the Grom'gol compound, so I lept clear of the deck and fell far below into the waiting arms of the Vile Reef.
The murloc I hit wasn't especially happy with me landing on his head, but he soon lacked the breath to complain as I set him ablaze with my unholy dark fires.
I didn't have Sarnar summoned into our mortal realm on this venture, so there was no need to slay this troll, and we soon became fast friends after, with many complex hand gestures, I explained to him that I admired his hat. And so we enjoyed each others company as we made our way out across the vast Great Sea. I was hoping to catch a glimpse of the terrible Maelstorm, but it was not to be.
We arrived in the orc capital city and, having no desire to step foot in that place as I did in the Ruins of Lorderon, I thought it best to wait onboard and dance with yet another new friend, this might Tauren.
Sadly, all great adventures must come to an end, and I decided to end this one on my own accord, rather than under the blade of a nasty orc in the Grom'gol compound, so I lept clear of the deck and fell far below into the waiting arms of the Vile Reef.
The murloc I hit wasn't especially happy with me landing on his head, but he soon lacked the breath to complain as I set him ablaze with my unholy dark fires.