Orcs of the Red Blade

"This is -not- a joke."
"This will -never- end here."

It was late at night. Norvis was returning to the Orgrimmar inn, from a last walk to the pools, where he sat alone and wrote the thoughts of the day. It was a long day and even a longer evening if that can be said. More and more tired, he walked slowly through the Drag, blind to the shadows, lost deep in his thoughts, before he stopped at the mailbox. When the madman appeared in front of him, waving a sharp stiletto and saying things he half-understood.
"Hand me the shinies"
"Jolly good fun, oh yes!"
"before I gut you like the ... fish you are!"
Norvis measured the madman quickly, and the lesson he just learned that night, his first fighting lesson since a long time, sprang to his mind "learn to know your enemy". Heh. Definitely better than him... And a mad he was, one could not reason with him. With no axe and no totems, because he had left his weapons and most of his armor to the inn before the late night walk, Norvis had still a chance. His wolf. He tried to hide from Boom and whispered his wolf to jump on him. The wolf approached Boom and sniffed him, then the poor animal fell on its knees, before suddenly jumping up, throwing Norvis from his back and running away.
Left alone with the madman, Norvis handed him the few gold he had with him, before the thief mumbled something Norvis was too tired to understand, and gave him some coin "in return"! A [wowitem]Kryll's Copper Coin[/wowitem], some ugly orange coin.

"I knew it I knew it."
"I should have started taking fighting lessons long ago! I knew it! Claws!"
"But this will not remain this way."
If only I could focus...

Later that night, in his room, Norvis prepares his bags slowly, with exhausted gestures as if he was in a dream. Replacing the books he always had with him, with an extra-mace and several trinkets. Removing a scroll with The Legend of the Horn and a few [wowitem]Arcane Tome[/wowitem]s. Making space for a shield, and some dynamite.

"Orgrimmar was supposed to be a relatively safe city... Ha. Why did I ever believed that?"
"But for that matter, why did I ever believed that a not fighting orc is any good? And how could I ...? Oh."
"This will not remain this way."

Then he makes slowly his way out of Orgrimmar.
"Will sleep in the wild."
"Need to train. Need to train. I really need to train."

((Poor Norviskrall. Boom can make anyorc unhappy! Will be an interesting thing to follow ^^))