(2024-04-10) Zalazane's Fall
| Author: |
Saaron |
| Summary: |
The events of Zalane's Fall, with the Horde reclaiming the Echo Isles for the trolls, and meeting with a troll druid. |
| Rating: |
T for Teen |
You wave at Ishaya.
Ishaya waves at you.
Ishaya: I thought you might show up!
Crimrage: Strength and honor, Ishaya.
Ishaya: Strength and honor!
Elaeryn: Strength and honor!
You nod at Elaeryn.
Gru'ze is at a table with Darkspear warriors, talking about strategies. “… But we be ready to not fight fair, too.” He turns to the incoming non-trolls. “Ya, dere! Ya be lookin’ for somethin’?”
Ishaya: I'm representing the Crimson Coterie.
Ishaya: We're here to help you.
Gru'ze: Ah! It's good to see ya showed up!
Crimrage: Throm-ka! *he pounds his chest* I am Crim Ragefang of the Warsong Clan and Hero of the Mag'har. I have come from Icecrown to join the Darkspear in battle today.
Gru'ze salutes you with respect.
Ishaya looks curiously at the blood elf.
Ishaya: Are you with the Coterie as well?
Elaeryn: Oh, no I'm not. I'm just a friend of the trolls come to lend my bow.
Ishaya: We should talk more, later.
Gru'ze: A blood elf be a friend of the trolls?
Ishaya: She rode in on a raptor.
Gru'ze: Most don't like us much.
Elaeryn: Well…Darkspear Trolls.
Elaeryn smirks.
Liyen: Hello, everyone! I'm here to help the trolls!
Ishaya: Hello Liyen.
Liyen smiles, an uncomfortable expression on her dead face.
Ishaya: Liyen is also with the Crimson Coterie.
Liyen nods agreement with Ishaya.
Gru'ze turns to look at Liyen. "Hm. The Undead be joining us as well."
Liyen: Hello, Ishaya. That skirt suits you so wonderfully. You have such good fashion sense.
Ishaya blushes at Liyen.
Liyen: So we be, yes. *Liyen nods back at Gru'ze.* Me and Azmat here.
Ishaya peers curiously at Azmat.
Gru'ze: That be splendid.
Gru'ze: Hmm, what can we do with a tauren, blood elf, an orc and a forsaken…
Liyen: We're basically a representation of Horde togetherness!
Elaeryn: Well met, all of you. I am Elaeryn Andilien. I hope I can represent my people honorably today.
Ishaya: And I proudly represent the Tauren of Thunder Bluff.
Crimrage: I agree. It is a proud sight to see all of our peoples joined here.
Elaeryn nods at you.
Gru'ze: Well met, yes. Us Darkspear be grateful to see our allies came to our aid like this.
Liyen: And I represent the Forsaken of the Undercity. The good ones, anyway, not all of them.
Gru'ze: Hm.
Ishaya nods at Liyen.
Gru'ze: I hear Vanira be needin’ somethin’. Come, we speak with da shaman ‘ere. *He points in the direction of Vanira.*
Gru'ze: Vanira! Look at what da spirits dragged in.
You salute Vol'jin with respect.
Ishaya waves at Vanira.
Elaeryn greets Vanira warmly.
Liyen waves at Vanira.
Ishaya possibly doesn't recognize Vol'jin, as she just walks right by.
Vanira raises her eyebrows at the team. “I be one of da first to answer Vol’jin’s call to arms. Will ya be joinin’ us?”
Ishaya nods at Vanira.
Elaeryn: We shall.
Liyen: Yes, that's us, joining in!
Crimrage: I will be. It is an honor to join you in battle.
Vanira says: It be good to see our allies honorin’ da deal we made wit’ each other. *She nods.*
Vanira says: Now, it would be foolish to go in blind ‘ere, so I be creatin’ some tiny spies to father information for Vol’jin. He got to know what’s goin’ on over on de islands before we go.
Vanira says: I could use da help, if ya be feelin’ up to it like ya say ya do.
Ishaya: Of course.
Crimrage: Dabu.
Elaeryn: I'm honored to aid the Darkspear.
Ishaya mouths 'dabu' to herself.
Vanira nods again. “I tell ya how it’s done, den. First, ya gotta catch de frogs. Dey like to stay in the shade of da palm trees around Sen’jin.”
Liyen: Naturally.
Liyen: Catch… frogs?
Ishaya: That's unexpected.
Elaeryn chuckles. "I think we can manage that."
Vanira says: They be incredible spies. Do ya ever suspect frogs?
Ishaya: Good point.
Elaeryn: I have to admit, I would not suspect frogs.
Liyen peers at Azmat and asks in a gravelly whisper, "How good are you with frog-catching?"
Crimrage: I reckon I may before we're done today. *he chuckles*
Ishaya immediately scans the area for frogs.
Vanira says: See? Once ya have de frogs, bring ‘em over here to my sentry totem an’ attune dem to me sight.
Azmat looks at Liyen, insulted.
Vanira says: I be collectin’ more while ya do.
Gru'ze: Understood. *He turns to the group.* What ya be waitin’ for? Go get our spies.
Azmat says: You better have something more exciting next.
Ishaya: Will that be enough, ma'am?
Gru'ze traces glyphs in the air with his hands and feet in something that looks like a dance. Soon, frogs are trapped in ice cages, waiting for Gru’ze to pick them up. “Dat be as easy as dat.”
Gru'ze Gru’ze drops the ice cages in front of the totem. Soon, the frogs’ eyes begin to glow with the purple of the totem’s aura, and the cages melt.
Liyen kicks the imp. He dodges out of the way at the last second.
Ishaya watches Gru'ze in fascination.
Vanira says: These be enough for me purposes. Now comes de hard part.
Liyen: That enough frog-spies?
Champion Uru'zin says: An' most of all, we be showin' Zalazane dat his time be at an end! Dat he will give back what be rightfully ours!
Ishaya listens intently to Vanira.
Liyen listens with half her attention.
Vanira says: I got a little less than 60 while ya were looking. We should have enough.
Vanira says: Wit de frogs ready to go, I be needin’ ya to help me send ‘em out to the isles.
Vanira says: On de eastern side of Sen’jin Village, ya can find Handler Marnlek. He be handlin’ all the bats for Vol’jin’s scouts and he can loan ya a bat to get ya out to de isles.
Vanira says: Take dese sacks’ of frogs with ya. I been askin’ de spirits for guidance. Dey’ve sent smoke to show ya where I need de eyes most. While ridin’ de bat, reach into de sack and toss de frogs towards de white smoke.
Liyen: Bats? These are paratrooper frogs, I see. Impressive magic.
Ishaya: Frog… tossing.
Vanira hands everyone a bag with 12 frogs each inside.
Gru'ze: Frog tossin' be an acient tradition for our people.
Ishaya is holding a bag of twelve frogs. This is definitely how she expected her day to go.
Elaeryn: Never used a frog as a projectile before. But I think I can manage.
Elaeryn grins.
Crimrage beats his chest in salute and takes his frogs, "Lok-tar."
Liyen holds her bag of live frogs with a grin.
Vanira says: Ya aim good, okay?
Gru'ze: Yeah, da frogs be in limited quantity.
Ishaya tries to look more reverently at her bag of frogs after Gru'ze says the ancient tradition bit.
Liyen: I bet I can handle a little frog-tossing.
Liyen: What do you normally toss them at?
Gru'ze: At unwanted undead spirits.
Gru'ze salutes Handler Marnlek with respect.
Ishaya eyes Gru'ze skeptically.
Gru'ze: Handler Marnlek, our allies and me be needin’ bats to drop spies in da area. Ya think ya got a few to spare?
Liyen: Huh, okay. No tossing them at me.
Handler Marnlek says: For sure, Priest of Zanza. Dey will be ready when ya be ready.
Ishaya: Well, that was… interesting.
Liyen: Frogs deployed!
Ishaya: At least no frogs appeared to be harmed.
Gru'ze: Thanks for the bat, mon. *Gru’ze salutes Marnlek.*
Liyen: Yeah, that too.
Handler Marnlek says: Anytime ya be needin’ a bat, mon, just gotta give me a signal.
Ishaya: I wonder what makes them so sturdy…
Liyen: A bat signal, got it.
Gru'ze: Everyone okay wit' da frog-tossin'?
Ishaya nods.
Gru'ze: Ya might not be used to dat.
Elaeryn: It went well. Hardy little things, aren't they?
Ishaya: It was a first-time thing for me, certainly.
Gru'ze salutes Vol'jin as they walk past.
Liyen: They struggle a little, but they had pretty good heft against the air resistance.
Elaeryn bows before Vol'jin.
Gru'ze: Dey are, yeah.
Ishaya looks curiously at Vol'jin, seeming to clue in that he is someone important.
Champion Uru'zin says: Warriors of de Darkspear Tribe, our leader, de great Vol'jin prepares to reclaim de Echo Isles.
Liyen glances at Vol'jin like, wait, was he here before?
Crimrage: Becoming a shaman was full of twists and turns. This wasn't anything too outlandish.
Gru'ze: Ya weren't always shamans, ya orcs. Dat's true.
Gru'ze: Speaking of shamans… It's done, Vanira.
Vanira says: I’m already beginnin’ to see what de frogs are seein’. *Her eyes glow purple.* Ya done it perfectly, my friends. Now Vol’jin and I will see what Zalazane be plannin’.
Troll Volunteer says: Reportin' for duty.
Troll Volunteer says: Ready to fight beside Vol'jin!
Troll Volunteer says: When does de trainin' start?
Troll Volunteer says: Ready to fight beside Vol'jin!
Troll Volunteer says: When does de trainin' start?
Liyen: That is nice it's like a frog of Kilrogg.
Vanira says: Ya right, it's like da Bad Voodoo, but better!
Vanira says: I heard wit’ my troll ears Champion Uru’zin be needin’ help over der with da recruits, if ya still wanna help.
Ishaya: Of course.
Gru'ze looks at the party. "Do ya?"
Ishaya bows before Vanira.
Ishaya: Which one is Champion Uru'zin?
Elaeryn: Absolutely.
Liyen: Sure, we handled the frogs, we can handle more!
Crimrage: I'll speak with him. It would be a shame if my axes didn't taste blood.
Gru'ze: Den we go. Follow me.
Gru'ze: Ya be needin' help, Champion Uru'zin?
Vanira says: Yeah. Vol’jin has given me his war drums and put me in charge of trainin’ da new recruits here. Only problem is we be short on new recruits.
Ishaya: I happen to be a recruiter by profession.
Vanira says: Good, good! Ya good with da drums, then?
Ishaya: …
Liyen: Can't be having that now. I know one way of recruiting but… you probably have an idea.
Champion Uru’zin says: Supposin’ I loaned ya dese drums, would ya use it to sound de call to war on Vol’jin’s behalf in Razor Hill? If ya could even inspire just a few trolls to join da cause, it would make a difference.
Ishaya: Oh, of course, yes!
Liyen: How does one define good or bad at drums? Do we just… hit it?
Crimrage: I've played drums for years. I will find your recruits.
Ishaya smiles at you.
Liyen: And I'll bang a drum too. Can't hurt.
Champion Uru'zin says: You just need to find da rhythm, mon. *He nods at Liyen.*
Ishaya: I'm good at recruiting, but … somewhat of a novice at drumming.
Liyen: Right I'll find the rhythm…
Elaeryn points at Ritual Dancer.
Champion Uru'zin says: Don't be worryin'. I have no doubt they will listen to ya. When dey see other members of de Horde be fightin' for their land, deir pride will motivate dem.
Elaeryn: Watch them. They have rhythm!
Liyen tries to tap one bony foot.
Ishaya watches the dancers in fascination.
Champion Uru'zin says: Can’t let da rest of da Horde get all the glory, eh!
Liyen: Yeah, okay. *Liyen bobs her head a little* I can do that. Ishaya, you got the rhythm?
Elaeryn chuckles at Champion Uru'zin.
Ishaya gasps as one of the male trolls flips up balancing on one hand.
Crimrage grins, "We shall all add our strength together."
Ishaya: They're so graceful… *she sounds almost sulky*
Crimrage: The troll ritual dances have always been a sight to behold.
Ishaya nods at you.
Ishaya: I'm sorry, where are we going again, to find recruits?
Gru'ze: Dance and powers be workin' hand in hand, for us trolls.
Crimrage: Razor Hill.
Champion Uru'zin says: Once ya’ve convinced dem to volunteer, bring dem back to me for trainin’. Go over an’ talk to Handler Marnlek to de south. He can lend you a bat for de ride to Razor Hill.
Ishaya: Okay, signal the bat man, got it.
Champion Uru'zin hands them each a drum.
Gru'ze nods at Ishaya.
Liyen takes her drum gingerly.
Ishaya inspects the drum with obvious curiosity.
Ishaya: I'm learning so much today.
Liyen flaps both hands above her shoulders like wings as they approach.
Gru'ze: Good, learnin' is good.
Elaeryn: Hello again.
Liyen: That was a bat signal.
Ishaya tries to do a bat signal.
Gru'ze: Here’s ya signal. *He points at Liyen.* We be needin’ bats again, mon. To Razor Hill.
Ishaya chuckles at Handler Marnlek.
Handler Marnlek says: Comin’ right down! *He whistles, and bats fly down from the sky.*
Gru'ze: Ready? Find da rhythm to motivate them.
Liyen taps her foot. "Finding the rhythm."
Troll Volunteer says: Just point me at de enemy!
Ishaya mimics Crim's playing.
Troll Volunteer says: Anythin' for Vol'jin!
Troll Volunteer says: I'd be glad to help.
Liyen: Hey look! I found a little troll squad!
Troll Volunteer says: Anythin' for Vol'jin!
Crimrage pounds out the heavy beat of a Warsong battle chant.
Elaeryn: I found some very willing recruits!
Ishaya cheers at Elaeryn!
Troll Volunteer says: Sign me up!
Troll Volunteer says: I'd be glad to help.
Gru'ze: Da bats have left us. We be needin' to run back there.
Liyen: Really? Rude.
Gru'ze keeps beating the drum, chanting Troll songs.
The trolls also chant.
Crimrage does his best to join in.
Liyen tries to chant along, but doesn't really pronounce the words right.
Troll Volunteer says: Reportin' for duty.
Troll Volunteer says: Ready to take de fight to Zalazane.
Troll Volunteer says: Ready to fight beside Vol'jin!
Troll Volunteer says: When does de trainin' start?
Troll Volunteer says: New troll here!
Champion Uru'zin says: Ya found some good ones. I be trainin’ them hard and we won’t stop until we’ve driven Zalazane from our islands.
Ishaya cheers at Champion Uru'zin!
Liyen cheers at Champion Uru'zin!
You cheer at Champion Uru'zin.
Elaeryn cheers!
Gru'ze: Dat army is lookin' good. Ya did well.
Ishaya smiles at Gru'ze.
Vanira says: Hey, my friends! I be havin’ a new task for you!
Gru'ze turns around and walks towards Vanira.
Liyen: Does it involve frogs?
Ishaya: How can we help?
Vanira says: No frogs dis time. A tiger.
Crimrage: What do you need?
Vanira says: O spirit of de tigers, lend Gru'ze your power and help us find de answers we seek!
Elaeryn: Oooooh.
Ishaya gasps.
Elaeryn stares at Spirit of the Tiger in awe.
Vanira says: De frogs ya made into me eyes and ears? Well, dey’ve found somethin’ interestin’.
Liyen: Tigers! Much better, eh, Azmat?
Vanira says: On an island to de southeast, dey’ve spied a tiger even de other cats seem to fear. Dis tiger, I’ve never seen anythin’ like it.
Vanira says: It hunts wit’ da instincts of a cat but de mind of a person. It could be a powerful spirit and a strong ally. *She narrows her eyes in thought.*
Liyen: Tiger spirits, this gets better and better.
Ishaya 's eyes, on the other hand, widen.
Liyen: What should we do to it?
Ishaya: Or um, with it?
Champion Uru'zin says: An' most of all, we be showin' Zalazane dat his time be at an end! Dat he will give back what be rightfully ours!
Vanira says: Ya gonna be ya own tiger spirit, Forsaken!
Vanira says: I’ll be callin’ down the spirit o’ de tiger upon ya. Use its gifts to locate this cat and challenge it. See if ya can win its aid in our battle for the isles.
Vanira Vanira begins dancing, calling onto wild spirits. You watch as your bodies transform, shapeshifting painlessly into a spirit form. A humanoid with feline features.
Liyen: We… I'm sorry, what? We're going to be tiger spirits?
Vanira says: O spirit of de tigers, lend Liyen your power and help us find de answers we seek!
Vanira says: O spirit of de tigers, lend Crimrage your power and help us find de answers we seek!
Ishaya: Whaaa-a-a-a-aaa??
Liyen looks at her spectral paws in horror and amazement.
Vanira says: O spirit of de tigers, lend Elaeryn your power and help us find de answers we seek!
Gru'ze: Ya going to be a tiger spirit, yeah.
Elaeryn: Fascinating!
Crimrage takes a deep breath and feels out the new form.
Ishaya lets out a small 'eek'
Ishaya dances with Vanira.
Crimrage: Different than the wolf spirit, but very strong.
Liyen tries to roar. It's more like a long shout. She doesn't know how to roar.
Vanira says: Much more suited to fightin'.
Liyen: Oh, my imp.. I think the shaman magic killed it. Oh well.
Gru'ze: Let's go find dat tiger!
Ishaya: Oh, I'm fast.
Gru'ze doesn't seem to be saddened by the missing imp.
Ishaya: hEY…
Liyen: We can walk on water.
Ishaya: I haven't learned this yet!
Ishaya: How am I doing this?
Liyen: This tiger thing is an upgrade!
Gru'ze: Spirits do not need ground, ya know?
Zen'tabra says: Dat be enough for now!
Gru'ze: Who the Loa are ya?
Zen'tabra says: Don't be lookin' so surprised. Your shaman friend has sharp eyes, or should I say, sharp frogs.
Zen'tabra says: My kind, da druids, we been layin' low for some time now. We been waitin' to see when an' if Vol'jin might return.
Zen'tabra says: Go back to Vol'jin an' tell him dis: Zen'tabra stands ready to help him in de coming battle.
Liyen: They're all shamans!!!
Liyen: Or druids? I can never tell.
Zen'tabra says: Now dat it looks like de Darkspear be returnin' to these isles, maybe de time has come for us to reveal ourselves.
Zen'tabra says: Go back to Vol'jin an' tell him dis: Zen'tabra stands ready to help him in de coming battle.
Crimrage: She said druids.
Crimrage: Hmmm…
Gru'ze: Dats a druid. I didn't know we knew da secret of druidism.
Ishaya: Troll…. druids??
Elaeryn: Druids…among trolls? That was unexpected.
Gru'ze: Yeah, dat's a good surprise.
Liyen: Huh. The tauren don't share that one?
Gru'ze: They be willin' to fight for da Echo Isles.
Ishaya: Maybe the elves taught them too…?
Crimrage: I doubt it was the elves.
Liyen: Innnteresting.
Gru'ze: Hmmm…
Liyen glares at Crim walking on the water. "You're cheating."
Gru'ze: We are worthy enough of da powers of nature to learn without da elves.
Elaeryn: Maybe. Though I don't think the kaldorei have much better relations with trolls than my own people.
Liyen sighs as the blood elf and troll join him in water walking.
Elaeryn chuckles at Liyen.
Gru'ze water walked on ice he made.
Liyen squeezes the water out of her skirt.
Ishaya does too.
Ishaya her own skirt, that is.
Gru'ze shakes his body to get the water he somehow managed to get on him out of his fur.
Ishaya loosk curiously at the troll with the fancy armor.
Elaeryn bows before Vol'jin.
Gru'ze: Vol'Jin! We be havin’ news. We met a druid, and she said dere are more, willing to help us. Supposedly.
Gru'ze salutes Vol'jin with respect.
Gru'ze: I hope it is not one of Zalazane's trick…
Ishaya 's eyes widen when the troll is addressed as Vol'Jin, and bows deeply.
Elaeryn: A troll druid, no less!
Liyen: Oh, Vol'jin. *Liyen looks around at the bowing and saluting. Which to do?"
Liyen bows before Vol'jin.
You salute Vol'jin with respect.
Vol'jin says: Vanira’s frogs be tellin’ de truth, den? Dis tiger be a druid and an ally?
Elaeryn: So she claims, Chieftain.
Gru'ze: If da frogs confirm it, we be wrong not to trust dat druid.
Vol'jin says: We couldn’t be hopin’ for a better outcome. Dis be a good omen for de coming battle.
Vol'jin says: De time has come to start thinkin’ about when to make our move. Champion Uru’zin tells me his men be ready.
Vol'jin says: You and Vanira done good work gatherin’ information on de enemy and findin’ us new allies.
Vol'jin says: I appreciate da help from all da Horde you represent.
Ishaya nods at Vol'jin.
Vol'jin says: Now, we read de omens. We find out when to launch de attack. Heroes, you be allowed to witness dis ceremony.
Ishaya: We would be honored.
Liyen: Yes, honored just to be involved.
Vol'jin says: Find Witch Doctor Hez’tok near the circle of ritual dancers. *He nods in the direction of the circle.* Ya may join on the ritual dances, if ya wish so.
Crimrage nods in agreement, "You honor all of us."
Vol'jin says: He be startin’ de ritual as soon as ya be ready.
Ishaya: Ready!
Vol'jin says: Den go tell him ya are!
Ishaya eyes the graceful trolls a bit nervously.
Liyen: Would it mess up the omens if we join?
Liyen: That seems like a really specific dance.
Gru'ze: Not as long as ya dance with intent to honor da spirits.
Gru'ze: Witch Doctor ! We be ready to start de ritual.
Liyen: …okay. *Liyen looks thoughtful*
Witch Doctor Hez'tok says: May de spirits guide ya and ya friends, Zanza priest.
Gru'ze: Come on, Let’s consult de omens.
Witch Doctor Hez'tok says: Darkspears, we consult de spirits! Drummers, take your places!
Gru'ze bursts into dance.
You burst into dance.
Witch Doctor Hez'tok says: Spirits, we be gathered here to ask for your guidance.
Liyen bursts into dance.
Witch Doctor Hez'tok says: Our leader, Vol'jin, son of Sen'jin, issued de call to all Darkspears: reclaim de Echo Isles for our tribe.
Witch Doctor Hez'tok says: Spirits! I offer me own body to you! Speak through me! Is de time right for mighty Vol'jin's undertaking?
Elaeryn bursts into dance.
Voice of the Spirits says: De ancestors hear ya, witch doctor!
Voice of the Spirits says: Know dat your plans please us, Darkspears. De son of Sen'jin walks de right path.
Voice of the Spirits says: De task in front of ya will not be easy, but ya have our blessin'.
Voice of the Spirits says: Ya gave up your home an' ya gave up de loas of your ancestors when ya left de Echo Isles. Dey will not be pleased dat you been ignorin' dem.
Voice of the Spirits says: Ya must make amends wit' Bwonsamdi, de guardian of de dead, if ya hope to defeat Zalazane. It be de only way. Tell de son of Sen'jin dese things.
Witch Doctor Hez'tok says: De spirits have blessed us wit' an answer! De Echo Isles will be ours again!
Gru'ze cheers at Witch Doctor Hez'tok!
Liyen: Make peace with Bwonsamdi, guardian of the dead. Huh, I'm either really helpful for that or really not.
Gru'ze: Really not. Da dead belong to Bwonsamdi.
Gru'ze: He doesn't like it when someone takes dem from him.
Gru'ze: But he be seein' ya work with da Trolls. Maybe he can make ya an exception.
Liyen: Maybe. As long as he doesn't, you know, decide to take me.
Ishaya quietly listens, taking mental notes.
Gru'ze: Ya been tainted by bad Voodoo. He won't be takin' you.
Liyen: Oh, good.
Gru'ze: De ritual is over. We will be reclaimin’ the Echo Isles for our people!
Ishaya: I'm so glad we were able to help you prepare.
Gru'ze: We be needin' to make peace with Bwonsamdi first.
Elaeryn: Your ancestor spirits were explicit on that. We cannot defeat Zalazane without appeasing Bwondsamdi.
Vol'jin says: And I'm glad ya were here with us to help prepare.
Vol'jin says: I will take de spirits’ advice to heart. Wit’ dem behind us and de power of de ancient loas of de Darkspear Tribe, we be ready to reclaim what’s ours!
Ishaya cheers at Vol'jin!
Liyen cheers at Vol'jin!
Gru'ze cheers at Vol'jin!
Elaeryn cheers at Vol'jin!
You cheer at Vol'jin.
Gru'ze: I have to thank ya for ya help too. I didn't expect so many of ya to join us for da preparations.
Gru'ze: Even if some of ya our loas wouldn't like. *He looks at Liyen.*
Ishaya: I should probably return to Thunder Bluff now and write up my report for Lady Aro'ephel. Gru'ze, if I want to get in touch with you again, how might I do so?
Liyen: That's what Briyanthe's meetings were for, right? Building togetherness and all that.
Gru'ze: Oh, Briyanthe Roseshine. I be botherin' her to let me in in Dalaran, before it be open to everyone.
Gru'ze: Ya can write, I be in da Filthy Animal tavern in Dalaran, if ya need me.
Ishaya nods at Gru'ze.
Ishaya: It was nice to see everyone. Elaeryn… do you have any interest in occasional work for a diverse and well-respected mercenary company?
Elaeryn chuckles. "Work for the Crimson Coterie? I'm not sure if I would be a good fit. For one thing: I'm a Farstrider. Lady Aro'ephel is a Blood Knight."
Ishaya takes Elaeryn's arm amiably and walks away with her, preparing her sales pitch.
Gru'ze: Thank ya all again. We be taking back the Echo Isles, and that is in parts thanks to ya! *He salutes the ones who are leaving.*
Darkspear Scout says: Zalazane got most of his hexed trolls hidden under de canopy on de big island.
Darkspear Scout says: He got a big army, an' he be plannin' somethin' down dere.
Vol'jin says: Thank ya, scout. Keep up da patrols. But for now, a rest is in order. Dismissed.
Champion Uru'zin says: Warriors of de Darkspear Tribe, our leader, de great Vol'jin prepares to reclaim de Echo Isles.
Champion Uru'zin says: De battle ahead will be de true test of de warrior's skill, de true test of loyalty.
Champion Uru'zin says: De spirits of our ancestors will be watchin' us and aidin' us in dis battle.
Champion Uru'zin says: Do dem proud! Show dem your bravery and your ferocity! Bring honor to their spirits!
Champion Uru'zin says: An' most of all, we be showin' Zalazane dat his time be at an end! Dat he will give back what be rightfully ours!
Gru'ze: Da battle for the Echo Isles be happenin' soon. Ya ready? *He looks at Liyen and Crim.*
Liyen: I'm always ready for battle. Or anyway, I am now.
Crimrage: I came here to help you fight for your homeland. I won't be leaving until that's done.
Gru'ze: Ya have a moment to sharpen ya weapons or eat somethin'… if ya still do that. *He shrugs at Liyen.*
Gru'ze casts Arcane Intellect on them both.
Gru'ze: Zanza bless ya, ya be smarter now.
Gru'ze: Ya thoughts be making Zanza wince until now, mon.
Liyen: I don't really, um. Well, I eat sometimes, but I won't here.
Liyen: But I'm not hungry, it'll be fine.
Gru'ze stretches. "Fine. I see Champion Uru'zin be gettin' ready, let's go."
Gru'ze puts on a very special Darkspear warrior armor.
Champion Uru'zin says: Priest of Zanza! Vol'jin be gatherin' his gear and readyin' de warriors. He ask me to tell ya to meet with him an' Vanira on de island to de east.
Champion Uru'zin says: From dere, he and de warriors will launch de attack on Zalazane. May de ancestors go wit' ya, and ya allies.
Champion Uru'zin says: Without ya, dis campaign would only be a shadow of what it become. Speak to Handler Marnlek, just to de south, an' he give you a bat to fly out to de stagin' area.
Champion Uru'zin says: Will ya be joining us?
Darkspear Scout says: Zalazane got most of his hexed trolls hidden under de canopy on de big island.
Darkspear Scout says: He got a big army, an' he be plannin' somethin' down dere.
Vol'jin says: Thank ya, scout. Keep up da patrols. But for now, a rest is in order. Dismissed.
Liyen: Time for another bat signal.
Crimrage: On-dabu. My axes thirst for Zalazane's blood. I'll come back with his head.
Gru'ze: We'll do that. Thank ya, mon.
Liyen: Maybe I'll come back with part of his head. We can share.
Gru'ze: Hey, you be leavin' his head for da rest of us trolls.
Crimrage: Right. Sorry. Being bold is a force of habit.
You nod at Crimrage. “I dig it.”
Gru'ze: Handler Marnlek! We be ready to join the fight.
Handler Marnlek says: At last, everythin' be ready. Now, we show Zalazane what happen to dose who defy de Darkspears!
Liyen bows before Vol'jin.
Zild'jian says: Vol'jin told me ta keep hittin' da drum till he gets here. If ya be waitin' for him, he'd be back soon to take back da Isles. Just wait here and ejoy da music!
Zild'jian says: Oh, and he's there. Go.
You salute Vol'jin with respect.
Vol'jin says: We'd be gettin' ready to take back da Echo Isles. Zalazane has been workin' his voodoo magic for some time, convincing folks dat he be dead and performing ancient dark rituals.
Vol'jin says: He knows we'd be coming, so we have ta make sure we be prepared.
Crimrage: The Horde answers your call Vol'jin. We fight as one! *he salutes*
Gru'ze: Dats right, mon! We fight as one!
Liyen: Indeed, as one! Because I'm one of you too!
Gru'ze doesn't answer to Liyen. "What is da strategy to defeat Zalazane? How do we get Bwonsamedi on our side?"
Vol'jin says: We require da help of allies on da islands.
Vol'jin says: Zen'tabra, da druid, has been watching over da animals fo de islands for some time now. We'd need her help and da help of da animal creatures.
Vol'jin says: Bwonsamedi is a powerful loa dat controls de spirits of de dead on da islands. His blessing is crucial for our attack.
Vol'jin says: Once our allies have joined us, Zalazane and his army of mind-controlled trolls will have no chance! Then, da Echo Isles will be de Darkspears!
You cheer at Vol'jin.
Gru'ze: We got a plan.
Liyen: But… how will we get his blessing…
Liyen: Hm, sure, I bet he's got a plan.
Crimrage: I trust in Vol'jin's abilities. He is a cunning leader and a powerful shadow hunter.
Vol'jin says: Ya have to trust me, I think I know, and I think Bwonsamedi knows too.
Vol'jin says: You came, wise sista! De Darkspear be grateful.
You nod at Crimrage.
Zen'tabra says: Of course, Son of Sen'jin. Zen'tabra always keep her word.
Drel growls softly in anticipation.
Vol'jin says: De time has come! Warrior of de Darkspear, make ready! Da Loa walk wit us! Are ya ready, Vanira, Zen'tabra?
Liyen sits still and ready on her skeletal horse.
Vanira says: De elements be walkin' wit us, too…
Zen'tabra says: …as do de beasts of de Isles.
Vol'jin says: Den we go! First, to Bwonsamdi… if we gonna win dis, we need his mojo on our side.
Gru'ze looks at all the animals joining them in the fight.
Gru'ze: Bones for Bwonsamedi…
Vol'jin kneels at the skull pile and begins a chant.
You kneel before Zen'tabra.
Gru'ze doesn't look directly at Bwonsamdi. It's unclear if it's out of fear or respect.
Liyen stares at Bwonsamdi with curiosity.
Crimrage stands proud but regards the loa with respect.
Gru'ze: Fight da zombies, mon!
Gru'ze: Delphine, I be needin' ya help!
Gru'ze summons a water elemental.
You nod at Vol'jin.
Bwonsamdi says: Go to de old village, across de water. Take it back. I'll help ya den.
Gru'ze: I can't believe it… We fought da great Bwonsamdi…
Crimrage: And won.
Gru'ze: I be havin' a feelin' he let us won.
Vol'jin says: Dey be waitin' for us, all. We fight now for our old home… we gonna reclaim what be OURS!
Gru'ze: It was a test.
Liyen: We fought well enough that he'll help us. Maybe.
Crimrage: Either way. There is more to come. Lok-tar ogar!!!
Vol'jin says: Don' be underestimatin' Zalazane… he be a tricky foe, cunnin' and strong with de voodoo. Are ya ready? MOVE ON!
Gru'ze: I think I see me grandma under one of da masks.
Liyen: Really? You can tell?
Gru'ze: No. I was just tryin' to be humorous. I bee bad at that, I know.
Liyen: Heh.
Liyen: You never know, though.
Gru'ze: Ya never know.
Crimrage chants as he faces off against Zalazane
Gru'ze: Die already! We be needin' to find your master!
Liyen: Obedient.
Zen'tabra says: He be just west of here, workin' at some black magic.
Vol'jin says: Not for long. Time ta finish dis ting.
You nod at Vol'jin.
Liyen nods at Vol'jin.
Vol'jin says: Give up, Zalazane. It be over, now.
Gru'ze gets mind controled as well, and begins casting a Blizzard on his allies.
Gru'ze: Ya be regrettin' turnin' me against da leader of my tribe! Once I find a way to break da shield…
Liyen: Bwonsamdi!
Gru'ze takes a step back from Bwonsamdi.
Vol'jin says: A fittin' end for so foul a troll. Bwonsamdi; you have my tanks, and dat of all de Darkspear. We will continue to honor you, as is proper.
Liyen raises her eyebrows.
You kneel before Bwonsamdi.
Crimrage bows before Bwonsamdi.
Liyen bows before Bwonsamdi.
Bwonsamdi says: It'll be good to hear de Darkspear drums once more. You take care now, Son of Sen'jin. Bwonsamdi will be waitin' for ya… on de Other Side…
Vol'jin says: Time to return to de village. Time to rebuild our home… de Darkspear's home. Will you be stayin' wit' us, wise Zen'Tabra?
Zen'tabra says: Me fate be entwined wit' yours now, Vol'jin, for good or for ill. I be stayin'.
Champion Uru'zin says: De spirits of our ancestors will be watchin' us and aidin' us in dis battle.
Champion Uru'zin says: Do dem proud! Show dem your bravery and your ferocity! Bring honor to their spirits!
Darkspear Scout says: Zalazane got most of his hexed trolls hidden under de canopy on de big island.
Champion Uru'zin says: An' most of all, we be showin' Zalazane dat his time be at an end! Dat he will give back what be rightfully ours!
Darkspear Scout says: He got a big army, an' he be plannin' somethin' down dere.
Vol'jin says: Friends, you’d be mighty warriors and a fierce comrade to da Darkspear Trolls. De Echo Isles are OURS now and we couldn'ta done it wit'out ya.
Vol'jin says: Thank ya, scout. Keep up da patrols. But for now, a rest is in order. Dismissed.
Liyen smiles at Vol'jin.
Vol'jin says: Take dis cloak. Wear it wit pride. You'd be a member of da tribe now!
Vol'jin says: In no time, da trolls will have a home again and we have you to thank for dat.
Liyen: Oh, thank you!
Troll Celebrant says: Thank ya for your guidance, spirits.
Liyen bows before Vol'jin.
Crimrage puffs his chest with pride, "You honor me, Vol'jin. I shall wear it proudly from now on. I swear it."
Crimrage bows before Vol'jin.
Liyen: I'm glad I was able to help. That's a strength of the Horde, that we help each other.
Gru'ze nods at Vol'jin, then the other two. "Ya take parts in our rituals, on us reclaimin' the land that is ours, you fight at our side to prove our strength to the Great Loa… Ya are as much part of da tribe as I am. Thank ya."
Liyen smiles at Crim and Gru'ze. "Well, glad to be part of your tribe."
Crimrage: It is an honor to be accepted by the Darkspear.
Troll Celebrant says: Wit'out your help, ancestors, we would still be fearin' Zalazane.
Darkspear Scout says: De warriors are finishin' de job of clearin' up de rest of Zalazane's creations.
Darkspear Scout says: Ya should be able to send in de builders anytime now. Dere be a lot of work ahead of dem.
Vol'jin says: Thank ya, scout. Tell de builders dey be needed on de isles. De Darkspears be home again!
Gru'ze: IF ya see dat tauren and dat elf who helped us too, tell dem the same. Dey may not have joined da final fight, but they helped make it real all da same.
Crimrage nods, "I will. They performed admirably today."
Troll Celebrant says: May de spirits of de dead continue to watch over us.
Liyen nods. "We all did."
Champion Uru'zin says: Warriors of de Darkspear tribe, Vol'jin, son of Sen'jin has led us to victory!
You nod.
Champion Uru'zin says: De bravery and de skill of our warriors be plain for all to see!
Champion Uru'zin says: De ancestors watched your actions wit' pride, my brothers!
Champion Uru'zin says: Thanks be to de ancestors! Thanks be to de great Bwonsamdi! We all be makin' offerings in gratitude!
Champion Uru'zin says: Let us not forget de help of our allies, of de members of de Horde who came to help us! Now is de time to be celebratin' dis great victory together!
Gru'ze: Now, if ya excuse me. I'm going to help da other warriors clean up da island.
Gru'ze: Thank ya again for ya help, friends.
You stand at attention and salute.
Gru'ze: For da Horde!
Crimrage: Until we meet again.
Liyen: I'd probably better get back to the Undercity. For the Horde!
Crimrage: For the Horde!
Troll Celebrant says: May de spirits of de dead continue to watch over us.
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