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[gorehowl]

[Action]
[Garrosh appeared in the forest. An unfamiliar but lush forest. It's clearly not Ashenvale and it's not any other one he's familiar with, but there's game to be found and it's pleasant. But it is also certainly not Durotar, he's alone, with no gear or weapon and his back is pain. Still, instinct drives him: the first thing an orc needs, be it on Azeroth or in Outland, is some sort of weapon. He scouts around for a sturdy looking branch and a sharp seeming rock to fashion himself, with an hour or so's work, a primitive spear. With this supplementing his eight foot tall, muscular (and tattooed) brown form, he's better off.

...Aside from the weird partial polymorph on his back. He doesn't know magic (at least no well), so while pride dictates he'd prefer not to have these wings, with no immediate implication the black things are a detriment to him and (from when he reached to try to tug on them) the realization that they are sensitive, he's resolved to ignore him until he can force answers out of a mage.

So, the massive but quiet (he is a skilled hunter, after all) man is now skulking in the forest. Both to find something to eat, and to find answers (being as how he ignored the journal at his feet originally, oops). So if you're in the forest, particularly if you're not an orc or troll or goblin or tauren or look like any of those, expect to be hunted. It might be dangerous, but he is looking to question, not kill, at the moment. Probably.

He will, of course, probably make it to town eventually, and when he does you'll also see him going to the Smithy and then promptly back out of town with his gear in hand, following the rivers and going up to survey the mountains/more of the forest over the next few days, camping as he goes. So if you'd like to chime in there, that's possible too.]

Comments

[tsuntrader]

When things get tough, we become back-up. A quick list of names is thrown together and those people have no choice but to go and fight.

Of course, the guys we fight are trying to kill everyone, so at least we all have a common enemy.

[gorehowl]

[Conscription, then. His jaw tends, and he glances now at sneasel. When he does so, he widens his eyes and releases his intimidation a bit. Mostly to see how the beast reacts. and then back to Silver]

Truth told, I see nothing but enemies the more I hear of this world.

[tsuntrader]

Can't say that I disagree. [...] If you ask me, it's all about who's worth picking fights with and how to pick your fights.

[Sneasel's attack fell! Sneasel looks wary in response to the intimidation, but not afraid. Concerned, even. He looks up at Silver, then back at Garrosh.]

[gorehowl]

I've no need to seek the advice of a child. [The beast didn't back off, and just is standing its ground, looking concerned for its master. It's well-trained, and he makes an approving sort of smile.] Still, tell me more about this "enclosure" and this "war."

[tsuntrader]

[Yeah, he thought so.

WELL UH

SHIFTS. AND UH. EXPERIMENTS. AND KIDNAPPING.

AND THIRD PARTY AND THEY KIND OF SUCK ALSO THOSE WINGS KEEP YOU ALIVE.

ALSO WE'RE KIND OF GIVEN EVERYTHING WHICH FEELS PRETTY DEPENDENT AND CHEAP AND WEIRD BUT WHATEVER MAN THEY GAVE ME A TEDDY BEAR THAT'S A PROBLEM FOR LATER]

[gorehowl]

[Wow you're so descriptive. Still, he lets he kid go on and on in silence, perhaps giving little looks to keep going here and there. Yep]

[tsuntrader]

[He describes some more about Luceti before pausing... To reach into his pocket. The fact that the motion is slow and he's taking absolutely forever to pull out whatever it is means that it's probably something that's not all that harmful.

You know, like a journal.]

You have one of these, right? They function as a system of communication. [Shit's just magic.] Someone wise from the village wrote down a lot about this place in it.

[gorehowl]

I do not have a book - all I have on me are these pants and this spear. [But he holds out the hand not holding the spear for his book. If you want to hand him the writing, he'll take it.]

[tsuntrader]

[He'd question the point further, but it doesn't really matter. He searches through the journal until he finds the right page and offers it over to Garrosh to read.]

[gorehowl]

[Sweet. He'll just examine it, one handed. It's a bit of a hard thing (for page turning, not holding), but he's not releasing the spear. He keeps a severe expression as he skims the missive. ...Which is a lot longer than he's used to.]

[tsuntrader]

[Well that's going to take a while, so Silver leans back and idly pets Sneasel's head and ears.

He's not relaxed and off guard, but he's not as wary as he was when he first saw Garrosh. If he was going to hurt him, he would have done so already, right?]

[gorehowl]

[Well then. He could keep reading, but once he gets through the first three sections, he decides he'll do this over some meat in a camp. he goes to secure the book, after closing it, on the waistline of hi pants]

[tsuntrader]

[...That...]

I'm gonna need it back when you're done reading. [Just. Just clarifying.]

[gorehowl]

I refuse. [In fact, he's going to turn to start to walk off. Not turning his back to Silver, but]

[tsuntrader]

...Works for me. You'll to put up with all the nagging and fussing messages that come along with it, though.

[gorehowl]

I'm sure I'll discard it once this message is read. [With an exhale. But okay, thanks, little elf kid. He's off to hunt. You can follow, if you want]

[tsuntrader]

[Bingo.

He is curious, though, so he quietly follows along for as long as Garrosh will let him.]

[gorehowl]

[Hey, as long as you're far enough you're not messing up him going stealthy again to survey the hunting thing, then go for it]

[tsuntrader]

[Wow are you implying that he can't be stealthy

rude!!

But he maintains a fair distance and keeps as quiet as possible. Hey, maybe he'll even learn something.]

[gorehowl]

[Jesus where's some legit prey? Only small game so far, and that won't rumble his belly. But, finally, he sees a boar. It's not a large boar, but it's a boar. That'll be his target- he makes sure to get downwind of it]

[tsuntrader]

[...A boar, huh...

He tries not to think about Moro's boar gods as he keeps paying attention. Go on, Garrosh.]

[gorehowl]

[A boar's skull is thick and he's only got a wooden spear. Still, he waits for the right moment, and then...

Now. He leaps and bodily tackles the boar, which lets out a noise, but quickly, the wooden spear is thrust down into it's back, to hit the spin. despite doing that though, boars are as vicious as ever. It's a melee now]