(2024-01-07) A Warning from Kreebo

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Author:	OzmaAsimov
Summary:	Kreebo Mizzyrix writes a letter of warning to the Cobalt Blade, care of Thalstan.
Rating:	T for Teen

Arc: The Cobalt Blade

Cobalt Blade,

If there was any question about whether we're square, consider it settled. I mean, thanks for getting me out of Gnomeregan and all that, but I did my part, and now it's all coming back to bite me in the tuchus!

Remember those Dark Iron dwarves in Gnomeregan? The ones I said were weirdly fixated on the troggs? Well, those mothertaxers tracked me down and worked me over! They kept asking me about someone called Alavin Mithiel. Of course, I couldn't tell them what I didn't know. I don't have a clue who this Mithiel guy is. All I could pick up from the Dark Irons is that he was in Gnomeregan too, and trying to make some kind of bargain with the troggs. Something about using their underground tunnels to get somewhere.

I'm only telling you all this because Cobalt Blade came up in our violent little discussion. They knew you'd saved me and wanted to know why. Now, let me tell you, I held out a long time. I told them to do their worst. And they did. So, don't you give me any guff about squealing on you! Let's see how tough you are when the Hot Poker of Ragnaros is being put places you'll never speak of.

Point is, I told them about the key and the lockbox. That seemed to get their attention. Took a while to convince them that's all I knew after that. I don't know why they're interested in your box (fel, I don't know why YOU'RE interested in it). But if I were you, I'd be looking over my shoulder for gray-skinned dwarves with a thing for fire. Thought you should know, seeing as we're frie associates or whatever.

Lest you think for a moment that Kreebo Mizzyrix is a useless green idiot, I got my hands on some intel while I escaped. That's right, I rescued MYSELF this time, and before I skedaddled I eavesdropped on my captors. Seems they managed to get something out of the troggs: the name of the trogg contact Mithiel was supposed to meet wherever he was headed. The Dark Irons didn't know where to find the trogg, but apparently the Explorers' League has been doing their best to track trogg movements lately. So they were scheming how to get their hands on someone called Prospector Steelstrap in the dwarves' fancy library in Ironforge, and do to him what they did to me. Guess he's in charge of the trogg project.

I figured you'd care, since you're heroes or something.

- Kreebo

P.S. Tadget, if you do come across any Dark Irons, give them a skewering for good ol' Kreebo.