The Raid

[Fworbin]

> Throw the lockbox out the window. Try to aim it so it lands near Sidous. Maybe he can open it, since Tentyo's lockpicking sucks?
> Yell for somebody to try to open it.
> Go up the stairs.

[Saturo]

> Throw the lockbox out the window. Try to aim it so it lands near Sidous. Maybe he can open it, since Tentyo's lockpicking sucks?
> Yell for somebody to try to open it.

You struggle to lift the lockbox and, nearly folding double due to the weight, manage to heave it over to the window, where you give it a good ol' push. It crashes to the ground outside with a loud thud.
"Somebody open this!"
Both Tentyo and Sidous walk over to it and begin to cooperate the lock open. Tentyos first action is of course to jam a lockpick into the keyhole, while Sidous gasps at his low skill.

> Go up the stairs.

You cautiously head up the stairs. You can begin to smell a... Scent... It's... Hamburgers?
You reach the top, and at your first lookover of the room, you can see a dead Tauren. With large chunks of meat missing. There is also evidence of a campfire. You quickly run down again lest you vomit. Somebody ATE that Tauren!

[Fworbin]

> Go outside, and see if somebody's managed to open the box.
> Give that annoying elf chick the staff.

[Saturo]

> Go outside, and see if somebody's managed to open the box.

You pick up the rod, and walk outside. Tentyo is insisting that Sidous give him a hammer, so he can knock his lockpick further into the lock, while Sidous seems to be preparing an explosive charge.

> Give that annoying elf chick the staff.

"Gee, thanks... I guess..."

Be you forgetting about the Tauren? You know, the half-eaten one. With a campfire next to him? THE TAUREN SOMEBODY ATE!? Just thinking about it almost makes you womit.
"Whats wrong?", Overhéalz asks.

[Fworbin]

> Tell him about the half-eaten Tauren up there.

[Saturo]

> Tell him about the half-eaten Tauren up there.

"Theres a Half-Eaten Tauren up there."
"Maybe we should hide? The Silithid might come back."
"Allow me to clarify. The Tauren got barbequed!"
As he hears the last part, he pales.

"Its back..."

[Fworbin]

> Wait a minute. That Wooden Rod wasn't the one that pansy elf was asking for?
> Ask him what's back exactly.

[Saturo]

> Wait a minute. That Wooden Rod wasn't the one that pansy elf was asking for?

Nope. She was looking for the Scepter of the High Priest, not the Wooden Rod.

> Ask him what's back exactly.

"The Nightmare."
He then announces to the others;
"We need to go. Like, now!"

[Fworbin]

Nope. She was looking for the Scepter of the High Priest, not the Wooden Rod.

> Was it important?
> Agree with him, and leave, but expect the elf chick to complain.

[Saturo]

> Was it important?

It would certainly seem so.

> Agree with him, and leave, but expect the elf chick to complain.

You assemble the group, and you prepare to walk to Un'Goro. Strangely, the Hunter doesn't complain.
"Werent you going to get some scepter or something?"
"Why bother, the questgiver's dead."

[Fworbin]

> Oh. Huh. Slightly raise your opinion of her, but not by much, and certainly don't refer to her by name.
> Start walking, whatever ate that Tauren isn't gonna make you enchiladas if it shows up.
> See if anybody can figure out if the staff does anything.

[Saturo]

> Oh. Huh. Slightly raise your opinion of her, but not by much, and certainly don't refer to her by name.

Done.

> See if anybody can figure out if the staff does anything.

Sidous picks it up, and mentions an "idea". He hits Tentyo over he back with it. His imp laughs. A lot.
Rogues and Warlocks just can't seem to be friends.
Tentyo mutters something about ambushes under his breath.

> Start walking, whatever ate that Tauren isn't gonna make you enchiladas if it shows up.

Off we go then!
You have reached Completely Destroyed Camp. There are some corpses scattered around. Just as you are about to explore, a small meteor crashes into the center of the camp, breaking what remained of a tent, and burying a corpse under it's heavy weigth.
You decide to keep walking. You have reached the border of Un'Goro. You can hear a devilsaur roar ferociously, and what sounds like raptors communicating with each other, most likely trying to bring the great beast down.

Find Fish is empty. Track Humanoids reveals Sen'Jal, Raptor Trainer down there, most likely near the raptors.

[Fworbin]

> Is this one of those stories where everybody(regardless of faction) can communicate? If it is, go talk to the troll.
> If not, try to find the dino-fight so you can watch.

[Saturo]

> Is this one of those stories where everybody(regardless of faction) can communicate? If it is, go talk to the troll.

> If not, try to find the dino-fight so you can watch.

(Yes.)
You cautiously walk down the small path, and thanks to the tracking have no problem finding Sen'Jal. He's sitting on a Venomhide Raptor, directing the battle. There are about twenty raptors of various species down here, fighting two devilsaurs, one red and one black. The devilsaurs are roaring, and trying to stompthe raptors, who viciously leap onto he legs of the larger reptiles, clawing and biting them.
"Oh hai thee, mons! Donya be worryin', ol' Sen'Jal an' his raptors be winnin'!"

[Fworbin]

> This guy is cool. Immediately respect him much more than the elf.
> Sit back and watch, he says he's got it.

[Saturo]

> This guy is cool. Immediately respect him much more than the elf.
> Sit back and watch, he says he's got it.

The fight goes on for a few minutes, andH the black devilsaur seems to be getting tired. It's movements slow, and the raptors manage to climb higher. One of them makes an Heroic Leap to the dinos arm, where it manages to hold on and bite down hard. Trying to get rid of the attacking beast, it raises it's arm, and shakes it. The raptor uses this to it's advantage, and lands on the devilsaurs nose. It quickly gouges the beasts eyes out with it's large claws, and as the blind beast stumbles around, several more raptors assault it in this mannern. With a last roar of pain, the beast falls down to the earth, crushing several raptors as it lands. You think you can see a tear in Sen'Jal's eye.
As the red devilsaur sees it's brethren fall in battle, it decides to retreat and run away. Most of the raptors follow, intent on sating their bloodlust. Around seven run over to Sen'Jal however, and position themselves in a snarling circle around their master.

"He ain' gettin' away now! Joo mons head over tha' Orgrimmar, tha' Druids passed by on thee' way earliee'"
He charges away, followed by the remaining raptors.

[Fworbin]

> Go look for druids, I suppose.
> Try not to get eaten.

[Saturo]

> Go look for druids, I suppose.
> Try not to get eaten.

You start walking, but quickly realize how stupid you are. You pick up a Metal Box, click the big button, and then mount your Mechastrider. The others also mount up. Tentyo on a beige warsteed with purple armor, Overhéalz on a Moonstalker, Sidous on his dreadsteed, and the Hunter on a Ram. Your Mage hovers. That is so incredibly badass.
You head off, following your compass towards Gadgetzan. As you are just about to head up the path into the deserts of Tanaris, you encounter an error.

Can't go there. There is a Devilsaur blocking your path. With a fwip, an arrow digs into the dinos thick hide. It growls, and turns towards the shooter. A small army of raptors burst out of the dense foilage, accompanied with more arrows and a Smallish Rock.

"Did ah not be tellin' ya ta' hurry up?", your Raptor Training friend asks, mos likely smiling broadly. You can't see whether he's completely serious tough.

[Fworbin]

> Thank him.
> Is he coming with you?

[Saturo]

> Thank him.
> Is he coming with you?

"Thank you, mon!"
"It be mah' pleazuu', mon!"
"Will you be joining us?"
"Nah mon. Ah got me some dinos ta' be huntin' hee, mon."