Fourth

[gorehowl]

[Action]

[So Garrosh sort of quietly moved into town after he got back from his mission that he went on after the Valentines event. Despite this, he has been refusing to eat the food provided at the grocery. So in two everyday events you might into him either in the area of House 57, removing some of the provided furnishings, retrofitting the house, trying to look like he's not living in it, or you might run into him in the forest checking his snares, getting some berries which still grow in the winter, and generally trying to survive off the land. It's made him way more hungry than he would be but he's still managing it.


Run into him in either of those locations. Or around them.

But you can also run into him actually in town. He considers going to the bar, but he's not sure that's fixed yet, and it's pissing him off. So instead he veers off to the item shop or the smithy to collect some metal plates, wood, or bone - whatever he can find - to bring back to his new house and construct a Horde symbol. This is so infuriatingly domestic, running into him in the course of this will probably provoke much, well, anger. Possibly violence too. So run into him in either of those capacities as well]

Comments

[gorehowl]

I was just checking my snare. [And this one not only had a rabbit, but it isn't even sprung. Still, he goes to just walk past Saleh, crouch, and go to make sure it's in top condition]

[mountain_sage]

I see.

[He stops where he is, nodding as Garrosh checks on the snare.]

Don't worry, I wouldn't dare tamper with it.

[gorehowl]

I have to check it anyway. [With a little grunt. This one was barely moved at all. Still secure, he just needs to re-bait it. Sigh.]

[mountain_sage]

Game is becoming scarce? At least spring is not very far off...

[Then the plants would grow, and perhaps the animal population can rebuild...if they haven't already been hunted to extinction.]

[gorehowl]

It's winter. Many of them are waiting for spring.

[Duh.]

[mountain_sage]

[He sighs, decidedly annoyed.]

If you say so...

[He shakes his head. If only Garrosh knew the truth about the plants and animals here, that they are provided by the Malnosso just like the groceries in the shops.]

[gorehowl]

I do. [And then he just stands now to go and march out of here. Because, you know, he's done here. But then you could follow or something if you want.]

[mountain_sage]

[He's leaving? Color Saleh surprised. Surprised that Garrosh hasn't asked about how his "heralding" was going. After all, Saleh had volunteered to do so...sort of, although he didn't try very hard. But the few reactions he did get were close to what he was expecting. Perhaps Garrosh had come to his senses and lost interest in his plan?]

[Saleh doesn't leave yet, but only slowly follows the orc a few steps.]

[gorehowl]

[Aaaaand there's where what the guy is doing becomes his business. He was going to let the man go in peace, but the minute Saleh starts following him, it becomes something to concern himself with. So he turns in a flash, bearing a knife down on the man]

Why are you following me, Saleh?

[mountain_sage]

[Saleh freezes in place as the knife comes out.]

S-Sorry...I was...lost in thought. I hadn't planned to follow you...

[gorehowl]

And you aimlessly followed me?

[mountain_sage]

It was unintentional!

[He insists as he plants his feet into the ground, in case he has to fight or flee from a potential attack.]

[gorehowl]

Then decide on a purpose or leave me be! [With another snarl of sorts, but he at least isn't attacking or anything]

[mountain_sage]

[Another moment of silence. Saleh has a feeling that he'll deeply regret this.]

I...I had thought to ask about your plan for war, but I suppose I've no need to know. So, never you mind...

[And then he'll begin to leave...]

[gorehowl]

[Garrosh bristles and then all at once he reaches one arm up to grip whatever he can on Saleh and yank him closer. He lifts the knife up threatening and his lips turn into snarl]

Then show some spine and ask, mage.

[mountain_sage]

[And all of a sudden, Saleh feels the grip on his shoulder, tight as a vise. He stares at the knife with a prolonged silence. Is the orc going to kill him for asking? Or kill him for not asking? As tempting as it was to ask that out loud, Saleh forces himself to shrug it off and ponder his original question. Now how to word it is another challenge.]

...

Are there...any new developments?

[gorehowl]

Yes, there is nothing to do until spring comes, and I have to Waste time until then.

[With a low growl, and he narrows his eyes. He's being defensive - he's defensive because of what Valentines did to him. And. It's annoying]

[mountain_sage]

[So in other words, no new developments. But hey, at least Saleh is putting behind what Valentine's did to him, as embarrassing as it was. His eyes are still fixed on the knife as he continues.]

You need not waste the time. You could use this time to put your strategy together.

[Maybe he can come up with a plan that actually makes sense.]

[gorehowl]

Have you found me forces, Saleh? [With a little snarl he lowers him, slowly. His knife is still in hand, and he's still looming over the guy, but]

[mountain_sage]

[Saleh looks away in disappointment at the question.]

No...no one has agreed to this plan thus far.

[gorehowl]

Do despite failing me, you question my progress?

[mountain_sage]

...Perhaps with more information, I could have better progress.

But it's fine. Pay me no mind.

[gorehowl]

[Okay that tears it. He goes to stab the knife in. not for a fatal wound, but to get a stab in on Saleh's upper arm if the guy doesn't get out of the way. And he growls]

[mountain_sage]

[At this point, Saleh has learned to expect such aggression from Garrosh, and has kept on his toes. So once he sees the knife move, he scrambles out of the way, gaining a few feet of distance. He faces the orc, his Fimbulvetr tome ready, praying that he won't be forced to use it.]

Garrosh, stop!

[gorehowl]

Hold your tongue, Saleh! [And he snarls this, bringing the knife to bare again, but not attacking him but. Making ready too. His hand is trembling, because his rage his built up to . Well. A high level]