Grotuk read over his assignment letter incredulously. He was a busy Troll - surely some other mook with a talent for drudging through endless corridors of torturous trials and baddies was better suited to one of the other members of the Grim. Or, he thought, maybe Khorviss would enjoy a jaunt around those infinite halls - unfortunately he was unable to plot such a scheme out, as Khorviss mysteriously went missing only days prior to Grotuk's foray into The Maw. Grotuk had nothing to do with this. At all.Supplicant Grotuk,
Your special skills do be needed for a sensitive mission. The cartel which does command the economy of the Shadowlands has a weakness in the broker Ve'nari. Ferret out what secrets you can from the tower of Torghast and discover what they might fetch from the outcast.
Even if nothing does come from it, I do expect this will aid you in establishing some market share in Oribos. And try not to lose your head in the process.
High Inquisitor Bloodstar
Ve'nari though, that was already a name familiar to him. They'd traded some information and curios some time back, and though he disliked how often the Alliance would appear around the area, he'd become familiar to her as well.
He went to see the broker, and inquired as to what method would be best to get into the tower, sneaky-like. Ve'nari pointed him to the large, glowing portal that lay some fifty yards away. Was this always here? Doesn't matter, a hole's a hole.
Now, things got a little fuzzy from here - Grotuk made sure to take plenty of pictures to catalogue his trip, as he often does when infiltrating places he might need to get back into.
First sight once in the tower. Off to a good start.
Spoke to a depressed ghost. Told them they could go free once they pointed him in the direction of anything interesting.
Pointed him to a room of cages - stopped to mock the anguished spirit of a Draenei. He probably deserved this.
Might have laughed a little too loudly.
Ain't nothing that a little fancy slappin' won't fix.
Took care of business, and then met a new potential business partner - traded him a pile of dead rats for a tip on how to get out of this part of the tower.
And off Grotuk go!
Using the rope, scaled one of the towers. Found a box!
Did some tinkering, got it open. Added something nice to the inventory. Something for discreet buyers.
Must have woken up the guard dog. Gave it a dirt-nap and decided it was about time to start leaving.
...Which way was out again? Ah well - surely it won't take three months or anything to figure that out.