Grim Views

 Near the entrance to Daggercap Bay in the Howling Fjord of Northrend was a warning. Hung by heavy chains forged in fires too hot for men to stand, bent with tools too heavy for men to lift is a ship. A Vrykul longship floated in the sky, painted fresh every year, the shields over the sides kept polished, the spears next to the mast sharp as glass. The warning was blunt. “We are stronger than you,â€

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