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I be off to the great US of A, back the 1st of March!  o/

Sorry about the late notice, It was somewhat of a impuls thingy and i have been really busy sorting stuff!

A special sorry to Gregs as i be missing for his plot now.

ICly Nergs stomped off after being pissed off and is now catching up on sleep and clearing his frustration!

Anyway, toodles!

Hi from the land of Nergul, how are you orcsies holding out?

Rhys layed motionless in bed, bathing in sweat, holding his breath.
He was sure he heard something.. something outside.
Whilst staring up at the roof he could not see in the dark, all he heard was the breathing of his wife and the wind blowing some leaves around their house in Darkshire.
His heart skipped a beat when he though he heard the sound again.. a soft whimpering.

Rhys slipped out of bed and grabbed his pitchfork and torch, if this was that Worg again, killing his livestock , he would make sure this was the last time it did.

Once outside he was struck with disgust and awe, before him lay a massacre, all of his precious cows were littered around, nothing but bloodied carcasses on the ground, gutted and their throats ripped straight off.

A chill climbs up his spine as he gags for air, the warm damp of the blood reaches his nostril’s and he clings onto his pitchfork for some stability, as he looks up he can see a hairy back move between the carcasses of the cows, the beast responsible for this bloodshed was still present!

He grabs his pitchfork and slowly moves closer, carefully placing his naked feet between the scattered intestine’s, not taking his eye’s off his target, which came closer with every step he took, he could now hear the cracking of bones and the mauling of flesh, Suddenly the large shape moved, it had noticed his precense..

Seconds later, Rhys found himself surrounded by several wolves, each big enough to look him directly into the eye’s, everywhere he looked he was greeted by teeth and hatefilled burning eye’s , then a larger, humanoid figure rised among the backs of the wolves, ‘’Worgen!?’’ flashed through his mind, but the silhouette was bigger then any worgen he had seen.
Then the figure spoke, a single word, pronounced harsh and it was little more then a growl, ‘’Orcish’’ Rhys thought, realizing it would be his last..


The next morning a widow awoke from her sleep, unaware of the horror that had befallen her husband.












(( Ahar! the story is finally on paper, the little introduction for the return of Nergul, first time i really tried to write down a story, hope you folks enjoy it.  ))

Since you all know my PC has its... hardware problems (see screens! )

I will be away even more, have to reinstall WoW still and now this bleh =(



I'm getting it fixed at the PC fixah, Not sure when i get it back, i will browse the forums but i'm not sure wether i have acces to a pc with WoW on it, so i might be popping in if i do..

Otherwise i'll just lurk the forums till its fixed!

har har! now you can no longer make fun of my level!

i r 70 now too!   47 days and 22 hours /played

and now i wants cookies from everyone that said ill never reach the level cap before WotLK!

''North? Wadda ya wana do dere? Jes' Rocks an' snow up dere, no guud prey nothing!''

''North aye, I have yet to loose my winterfur and these barren plains are no wolf country''

''But whut 'bout de prey?''

''We can hunt some larger prey on the way, im just asking for a short trip, we wont be gone for long''

''Hrm, bettar pack mez warm furs wivve mez den, mez got no soft tail like yers, after a few days up dere mez nose almost freezes off!''

''Grow some hair on that green skin of yours then, naked green wolf''

''Rite, now dun think mez gona give yers sum ale agin now!''

''Lets go already, the night is still young!''

''Yer yer...''

((Vacation for me! going snowboarding in the east for the next week orso so i wont be online, dont go crying now, its just for a little week..   n'way Toodles! ))