“Oi, Jakut’ai here. Sorry I been out of contact, was hot on the trail of this huge magnataur! Found him messing about in the Dragonblight, just prancing around just like that. Well, can’t have that, might kill some peons or something. So I be taking a crack at him, figure it be something the Grim would approve of, right? Well, didn’t turn out that well. I guess I did the Ogar rather than the Lok’tar. Hah, tricks on you, dumb ass! I was only pretending! …Ahhh… damn that sucked."
"Why me mon, why me? I be thinking I go cry now.â€
Hunting in the wastes.
Hunting in the wastes.
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Re: Hunting in the wastes.
“Yeah, so I took another crack at the bastard. Well of course things not be going as planned. Do they ever? Some Loa must have it out for me big time, I go ta shoot up the guy and this elf bitch come outta nowhere! What the hell! Then after they both whack me on the head a couple times, I PULL THE FAKE OUT, and they go after poor Raj and gut him. Well you know I be taking vengeance for that, and I got a surprise up my sleeve this time. Behold, my ROCKET BOOTS! They never gonna catch up with… shit. SHIT SHIT SHIT! Where be my damn parachute, damn damn... ah, thank Ula’tek. There it goes. Who made these damn things, where be the warranty? Goblin tech, you know, can’t trust that shit, right? Back ta the drawing board…â€