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[gorehowl]

[So Garrosh has been living in a camp on the rough edges of the Farmlands for the last few weeks. The hermitage isn't exactly pleasant, but it is better than being in a village full of repugnant, apathetic, humans. He's considering constructing a proper house, because despite his best efforts to the contrary, the tent he's in is pretty darn cold. There's a few Farm buildings he's taken to crawling into when it gets too cold and there's a large fire he keeps up too.

Not that it's easy. The snow here is thick, far thicker than either Durotar or Nagrand (less than Northrend though, which is why the cold isn't bothering him too much) and it's making hunting a nightmare. Foraging too. Garrosh is smart enough to objectively know that especially since the heavier snow this last weekend, he's barely making it by. Still, he's not going to go into town and use that grocery thing. No sir. That'd be showing weakness to an enemy. Still, all these hardships just make him want to go and get in a real fight. Gorehowl thirsts for blood, particularly with how impudent many are here.

But he reigns in that anger. He'll explode it on his enemies (he needs to constantly remind himself the humans in that village aren't Alliance) later. Instead, he picks up his journal again. It's been some time since he opened it. The last time he did there were disappointing, but people have told him it's a source for information and he himself realizes it's an important part of the community of this enclosure. So he opens and... "Youth is love."

Really. Really? He almost slams the book shut again, but he reigns that in and, snarling, goes to make his own entry]

[Voice/Action]
Are these tomes actually used for anything useful? [Which he knows is a useless question in and of itself, but. The anger in his voice is obvious and right now he doesn't care] Entries about love, random sounds and pointless sentences, gossip. [He snarls and just. Leaves it at that] Though, I suppose asking a question seems to fit with a pattern, leafing back.

[And with that he's done. However, you can talk to him in voice or encounter him at his camp in person! Garrosh does have love and hate triggers for the event. Also after this post, sometime within the next few days, one of the people he's interested in now or some other force or something will get him to actually come to the village, so you might see an eight foot tall tattooed orc in full armor (but with a cloak on over the armor) standing around the village as if looking for something to catch his interest. You might also run into him probing the door of Good Spirits (though not actually inside, probably), in Seventh Heaven (to see what's up with it) and finally, bunking at the Welcome Center if no one takes him home or anything like that.

Have at any which way]

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[Action]

[mountain_sage]

[Saleh feels something strange as he walks through the village, but he can't quite tell what it is. He passes by Garrosh at the Good Spirits and just...stops. Saleh seems to notice Garrosh's muscles for the first time, although the memory of being tossed around effortlessly was all too clear. His heart felt strangely a-flutter, and he was unsure of what to do about it. So he'll just watch and admire quietly.]

[Action]

[gorehowl]

[Garrosh, meanwhile, is standing at the door frame. He's pushing at the door, lightly, but it doesn't seem to be opening. It's stuck, by some sort of force. Right now he's more annoyed than anything, but the rage didn't rise yet.]

[Action]

[mountain_sage]

[Saleh tilts his head curiously. Is Garrosh trying to break in? Is the door locked? Saleh moves to approach cautiously from the side, so as to avoid sneaking up on the orc from behind.]

[Action]

[gorehowl]

[The orc turns when he sees something out of the corner of his eye, growling softly- and, oh. He turns back to the door]

Mage.

[Action]

[mountain_sage]

Garrosh...

[Saleh's heart only beats even faster when the orc turns, and he tries to push it aside.]

What...what are you doing?

[Video]

[complicatedliar]

[Oh Garrosh. Loki has missed you. You're so much fun.]

Oh, they're intensely useful. One just needs to know how to listen properly. And be flexible about using data.

[Video]

[gorehowl]

Mage.

[With a little glower at the book. It's an acknowledgement of his existence]

[Video]

[complicatedliar]

Reasonably accurate. Hello, darling.

[Video]

[gorehowl]

[Darling, really. Really]

It should come as no surprise to me you can find meaning in babbling.

voice;

[deadlyjuliet]

And what is so terrible about a little gossip?

voice;

[gorehowl]

What use is it?

voice;

[deadlyjuliet]

Entertainment, of course. Aren't you entertained by all the little things they worry about?

voice;

[gorehowl]

No, I'm not. Those worries are infuriating when they have much greater problems.

[elongatedsmile]

[While Garrosh is out attempting to hunt his campsite is borrowed by another. She can smell Garrosh all over the place, but decides she doesn't care. The dead rabbit in her claws would be hard to eat in her full dragon form, but if the owner wants to fight her about it she could always change. There is little here in this land that frightens her.

Perhaps she had been a bit foolish, going out in the cold to hunt, but there's only so much old meat a dragon can stomach. She had felt her limbs just starting to stiffen just a bit and had decided to detour when she thought she had spotted a fire.

She couldn't feel the heat or cold, dressed in only a new feather's dress, but already her joints were feeling loose once more as she bit into her fresh caught rabbit.

Ahhhhh yes. This is the meat she's been missing for so long now.

Surely a man as kind as Garrosh doesn't mind sharing his camp site momentarily with a long limed, scaled, fanged, and large winged girl now would he?]

[gorehowl]

[Oh no he totally would. Particularly when he's coming back from checking traps (he hates working with traps, he'd prefer to just land a deer or something with a short bow, but he's been finding nothing) and finding nothing. Instead, he's coming back with a collection of rose hip (off-season, but still growing, he discovered them last week and though there's some difficulty with them he's taken to eating them) and a long hack-off of bark he'll work more with later. But when he returns to camp to find someone sitting there-- well he can't drop these, but he does glower, his armor jangling under his cloak of various (crudely) sewn together furs as he stomps over]

[elongatedsmile]

[Hey! You're interrupting her meal! A giant Orc was not exactly what she was expecting from Luceti. She stands up with her claws sinking into her kill as she curls her lips back to show her fangs and raise her wings to make herself look big.

She doesn't mind surrendering the camp, that wasn't her's, but there is no way you're stealing her rabbit! She growls warningly at the approaching threat to her dinner.]

[gorehowl]

[Garrosh needs to deposit the bark and the berries in the camp first. He puts them in a little makeshift bowl he's set up just inside the tent (giving no heed to her warning other than a little smirk of sorts) and then once that's done, he turns now, taking his large two handed axe off his back, and then planting the blade of it into the ground. A simple show of force]

Why are you here?

[Voice]

[misterbrief]

[Vegeta's laughing at you, Garrosh, and he's going to try to pick on him because Vegeta's kind of a jerk and he's still a little smug from their last encounter.]

Sure they are. You're just not looking hard enough, now are you?

[Voice]

[gorehowl]

Find me a use in "youth is love," Saiyan.

[Voice]

[misterbrief]

I never said everything that came out of the journals was useful. But wouldn't you say that's truthful, if nothing else? [Arguing for arguments sake? Yeeeeep.]

[Voice]

[gorehowl]

Truthful? [What :T ]

[calmbeforethe]

[Perhaps he's prowling around the outskirts of the village when he happens to look up into the sky and spy Ororo flying overhead. She's headed for the plaza for some reason or the other, and being that the village was so strangely busy this week, she decided that flying was the fastest way to get around...]

[gorehowl]

[...Wow, someone up there is flying. That's actually pretty impressive for some reason. In fact, his eyes go wide and he unabashed like watches the (surprisingly pretty) human-looking person soaring up in the sky. Huh]

[calmbeforethe]

[If he follows her, he'll find her landing just outside the plaza! She takes a moment to puase and straighten her clothes and brush hair away from her face before making her way to the stores.]

[gorehowl]

[Well he has to follow on foot, so naturally, he's going slower. Still, he didn't start too far from town, so at a quick pace, he's able to keep up. And when she touches down, he considers- no, no considering. His throat grumbles and finally he calls out:]

Woman!