Grim Views

So, like, Omigawd!! I was totally trying to be a good armorsmith; y'know, totally helping the Horde to have better fashion sense and junk...

Anyway, I was like totally mining Mithril and junk when I ran up on this totally gnarly elemental type thing.

Well, I pull out my totally wicked sword and axe and get ready to completely obliterate him when he like starts talking and junk!

Any way he says like. "Gorvena, you are on your way to being a great armorsmith. But you need to heed my words."

Well, I totally said, "Like yah and junk!"

Then he totally said to me, "Gorvena, you must do something for me, then I will give to you my essence, which will aid you in becoming the best armorsmith in all of Azeroth."

So, like I said, "What do you like want me to do and junk?"

The elemental said, "Go and gather the essences of 100 Barrens harpies and return to me."

"And then you'll go and get me whatever?" I asked.

"No," he said, "I have your reward with me now."

"Wrong answer!" I totally said, and killed him totally dead, and got some wicked awesome armor plans from his dead body. It was soooo gnarly!

And, as he died, he had the total nerve to call me a bitch! So I got Orugasa to raise him from the dead and totally killed him again!

Oh, and then we totally drank his blood!!!

by Grengori

"I should like to see these plans some day, if you are willing to show me. And if you haven't already burned them so others can't use them..."

Grengori snorted, his large nostrils flaring outward; wafts of heat expelled from him. But, aside from that he found her story to be a good one -- though, it's telling left him wondering what herb she stole from the guild to make her talk that way.

"And lay off the stranglekelp cigarettes, Gorv. You might lose more of the few, precious brain cells you have left."

A grin cast her way, seating himself upon a vacant wooden log. The two handed claymore strapped to his back was removed slowly from its sheath, its silvery sheen seeming to flare brighter against the firelight surrounding him. And from there he began to sharpen his blade more, awaiting any more funny tales from his fellow Grim..

by Guduk

Guduk tilts his head as he listens, and blinks a few times, he looks towards Grengori and shrugs his shoulders "She does things in totallity..... and junk, and likes it?"
Looking back at Gorvena he grunts "If you need any tips on how to smith pieces, i am skilled, though Skash is the better one at Armor, i just make sharp blades."