gorehowl | Third

[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]

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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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I mean, that it won't open! [And he snarls then, cocking back his first and hitting the door full on. The door itself flies open, but his fist is stuck in mid-air from the non-inclusion ward thing Loki set up. Which only applies to him]

[Such physical power... Saleh flinches a little at the punch, but doesn't seem to notice the magical enchantment at all.]

That was...amazing...

[Garrosh snarls, driving his fist into the "barrier" some more for the time being, but then throws it back, shaking his hand out before turning to arch and eyebrow at Saleh. And then he grimaces]

Do you know this magic?

[Saleh reaches out to place a hand on the barrier.]

A magical barrier...I don't recall seeing this before. I wonder...

[Maybe an Unlock staff can disable it?]

[Of note: the barrier is only for Garrosh. It's also a ward set up by his blood and some magic on the doorframe. To Saleh, it won't feel like, well, anything. he can pass in freely. So Saleh's hand is just, resting on air.

Garrosh just crosses his arms and watches]]

[OOC: Ah, I was wondering. XD]

[Saleh presses a little harder, only to feel his arm passing right through effortlessly. He then steps through slowly.]

Well, this is strange. I don't feel a thing.

[And yet Garrosh had punched it with full force. Very curious indeed.]

This is certainly a new form of magic to me.

[He growls again, and mutters something like"useless" before punching the "barrier" again, only to avail nothing. He snorts and then turns on his heel to start to walk away]

Garrosh?

[He steps out through the barrier.]

Did you need something from here?

If I did, I would smash through the wall. No, I don't need something from the bar.

[But he's still walking away, now significantly more angry than before]

[Saleh's still following, not even sure why he didn't want Garrosh to go.]

Then why...why are you so angry?

[He snarls and turns on his heel, to reach out and grab Saleh by his collar and lift him off the ground. He's lost his temper officially]

Because no one denies me entry to anything!

[Saleh is easily picked up, his heart pounding fiercely at this display of incredible strength.]

But...they can't really deny your entry! You could punch through the wall, like you said...with your strength...

Exactly. It is the arrogance that they tried which won'tbe tolerated.

[And he tossed Saleh aside now, with a mind of who it is now. Loki...]

[Saleh crashes roughly on the ground, but then picks himself up. Now it makes sense.]

I see...but who would do such a thing? And why?

An arrogant man who won't survive to the last laugh.

[And he growls again, turning and planning to head towards ... well he doesn't know where, but. He just wants to stomp]

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