Moknim
11-21-2008, 11:49 AM
Moknim looked around at the menagerie of animals he had ‘inherited’ since Vilmah went missing. Three cats, a pig, a bunny, a mechanical yeti, and who knows what else was roaming around the guild hall. “Make that four cats,” he noted as he saw a tail twitch in the windowsill.
He had been searching around to try to figure out what he needed to do to take care of all of these critters. The cats, pig, and bunny he could handle...but what about the mechanical yeti? “I bet Broxigan has made one of those before...maybe he can help me out with it.”
He kept thinking back to Vilmah, trying to remember what she called them. He couldn’t remember a single instance of Vilmah telling him about all of these animals.
He sat with a cat in his lap rubbing her head while Vilmah’s bunny and his bunny nibbled on some lettuce at his feet. The yeti kept roaming up and tugging on his robe, but he did not know enough about machines to know what it wanted. The pig was lying on its fat belly, content to be near him. He watched the other cats lazily roam around the guild hall.
He looked down at the cat he was petting, “And what should I call you, cat?” It looked back at him with its its big cat eyes and purred, nuzzling its head up against his hand.
“I don’t know how to name animals...they usually tell me their names. But perhaps these animals are still searching or a name.”
He smiled as a thought ran through his mind. Out came a piece of paper and he wrote on it in Taurahe:
“Qoroto,
Vilmah has left some things in Sanctuary’s guild hall that I need your help with. If you could come by Orgrimmar one day, I would really appreciate it.
/Moknim
PS - It has been rebuilt in the same place after the fire.
PPS - Please don't eat this letter, I can't imagine its good for your stomach.”
He had been searching around to try to figure out what he needed to do to take care of all of these critters. The cats, pig, and bunny he could handle...but what about the mechanical yeti? “I bet Broxigan has made one of those before...maybe he can help me out with it.”
He kept thinking back to Vilmah, trying to remember what she called them. He couldn’t remember a single instance of Vilmah telling him about all of these animals.
He sat with a cat in his lap rubbing her head while Vilmah’s bunny and his bunny nibbled on some lettuce at his feet. The yeti kept roaming up and tugging on his robe, but he did not know enough about machines to know what it wanted. The pig was lying on its fat belly, content to be near him. He watched the other cats lazily roam around the guild hall.
He looked down at the cat he was petting, “And what should I call you, cat?” It looked back at him with its its big cat eyes and purred, nuzzling its head up against his hand.
“I don’t know how to name animals...they usually tell me their names. But perhaps these animals are still searching or a name.”
He smiled as a thought ran through his mind. Out came a piece of paper and he wrote on it in Taurahe:
“Qoroto,
Vilmah has left some things in Sanctuary’s guild hall that I need your help with. If you could come by Orgrimmar one day, I would really appreciate it.
/Moknim
PS - It has been rebuilt in the same place after the fire.
PPS - Please don't eat this letter, I can't imagine its good for your stomach.”