Warriors of the Horde

[Vilmah]

((Posted here in case there are warriors without access to the Horde forums.))

A missive hangs in all of the major Horde cities, as well as Booty Bay and Gadgetzan.

Warriors of the Horde!

This is Vilmah Bloodborne, Warboss of Sanctuary, inviting you all to a get-together in Mulgore's own Bloodhoof Village. As a warrior of the Horde, I find that the best skills I ever learned were at the hands of those more experienced than myself.

Therefore, I am inviting warriors, young and old, experienced and inexperienced, to the training circle in Bloodhoof Village so that we might learn from one another. This will take place on Thursday of next week, at 7PM.

Remember, this is for warriors! We are the backbone of the Horde, the fighters and guardians! I hope to see you there.

--Vilmah Bloodborne
Warboss of Sanctuary
High Knitter of Orgrimmar

[Jemmalass]

Jemmalass blinked at the missive and rubbed his chin.

"Wat sha bi tinkin, nah." the troll chuckled before pulling out a parchment and copying the missive to post in his guild hall.

"hah . . . Hah Natta ah Aghrammah? . . . Ah rahla nad tah tak tah hah abat pastan dat . . . dahsan sand vahra . . . wahrahi." he chuckled again and pocketed the parchment before he gave his mount a kick and soared off into the sky.

[Chikt]

Dio had been making a visit to Orgrimmar with a large haul of items that he'd thrown onto the Auction House when he passed the bulletin board. Curious, he walked up to it and began flipping through the notes stuck up against it.

"Lost pet cockroach... free beast slaying enchantments... lockpicking services... troll looking for room-mates... for a good time call-Huh? What's this?"

Pulling one of the notes off the bulletin board, he began reading over it quietly before chuckling and sticking it back up.

"That would be right. Only Warriors... I may as well turn up. I might learn a thing or two myself. Hm."

Pulling out his sketch book, he jotted down the time, date and place on a piece of paper before tearing it out and slipping it beneath his mail armor. With that, he stomped off back towards the main gates.

[Gorvena]

Like, omigawd!!! Bitchin'!!! A chance to like train and junk with Vilmah!!! Totally awesome!!! Totally!!!