Fifth

May. 10th, 2013 10:58 am
gorehowl: (Cruise Eco)
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[Garrosh Hellscream is back from his kidnapping, finally. He has been gone for more than... a spell. Several weeks, if he had to estimate. Not that he has a good way of estimates: it was dark, painful, and he he was not in control. He resisted, but was only beaten and drugged and chained further. He was a captive, at the mercy of some heartless scientists. And now that he's returned, deposited on the beach, these scientists have added insult to injury: they gave him back the one handed axe he was taken in with. He grips it tightly in his hand, snarling. He begins the long track down the beach and towards the teleporter.

He is bleeding as he does this - bleeding, bruised, and in the same ill fitting and torn pants he was in upon his arrival in Luceti. No armor or clothing or equipment other than this axe. Regardless, he does still is dangerous and perhaps more problematically, he is furious. His pride is wounded and despite his injuries, he'll stand a a highest change of getting violent than usual in this moment.

Garrosh's return is basically in five steps: 1) Beach to the teleporter, 2) Barracks to the Med Center in the Dome to demand healing, 3) Dome to the grocery, finally giving in due to his extreme hunger (he'll get fruits and other things he can eat in there mostly), 4) grocery to Good Spirits, to see if he can finally get in the damn bar now.

Encounter him whatever step of the way]

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Jan. 12th, 2013 03:32 pm
gorehowl: (Kill you when you're old)
[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.]

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