Part Three: The Lord of Storms
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*As the orcs wearily leave Razor Hill for Bilgewater Harbour, shuffling out onto the road in single file, the narrator's voice kicks in*
"Vizumar,
Lord of
Storms, will blow away your filth-ridden cities!"
Thus had echoed the curse of the greater Scythewind elemental during the confrontation on Scuttle Coast. The orcs had ridden hard north from Ratchet, hoping to find a crossing point over the Southfury river before the main bridge. In answer, fate had placed a shifty-looking goblin ferryman in their path, and they decided to risk it, wolves and all (even massive Drakada and his large battleboar!). The crossing was white-knuckled, and they barely made it, leaving a dismayed goblin to repair his half-sunk barge.
The orcs arrived in Sen'jin village to scenes of recent devastation: the storm had come and gone, and after questioning some shellshocked townspeople, they learned that their contact was further north, where several ships had been literally wrecked ashore by the winds, investigating. Hot on her tail, our brave clan arrived at the Scuttle Coast, witnessing desolation: flattened palm trees, drowned and washed-up sailors of all races, and all manner of rotting wood splinters.
At that point, they made what was arguably their first mistake: to look for clues, they spread out too thin. A first group ventured into a half-buried ship carcass. Another sniffed around a mostly-intact shipwreck, while the third stayed near the shoreline to look for the troll. All at once, three things happened: as the third group finally found the troll watcher Kin'weelay, a monster behemoth crab surprised Rava and her goblin friend, who led it to the others in their panicked flight! While those orcs dealt with the deadly enraged crustacean, something else was afoot...
The group led by Vraxxar, which included two shamans, had stumbled upon a slowly-coalescing wind elemental, and the disturbance caused by the orcs' arrival seemed to prematurely rouse it. Grek'thar attempted to commune with the elemental, trying to soothe it and gain answers, but the spirit only got gradually angrier, telling the orcs that they had interrupted the preparations, and threatening them with doom and windborne destruction from its master, Vizumar the Lord of Storms. Razor winds started to blow around it in wicked gusts, clearly signalling nefarious intent.
Luckily, the giant crab being defeated, the rest of the group arrived just in time to aid Vraxxar and his companions (despite Chieftain Feraleye having immense trouble climbing up a slippery wooden plank). The fight was intense, and the foe extremely dangerous - a young Newblood was badly injured in the stomach when scythewinds of brutal intensity tore up the rotting wooden deck of the ship and hurled large splinters everywhere. Fierce gusts of wind deflected weapons, arrows and even spells, and the air itself cut at exposed skin.
Eventually, Grerk'thar's and Rhonya's shamanic prowess, aided by the others, managed to smash the bindings. The elemental howled in agony, but also with gratitude, and in its final echoes, it revealed where the agent of Vizumar, a mysterious Tauren, was planning to strike next: Bilgewater Harbour was to be annihilated by a tempest from the Bay of Storms itself!
Back in Razor Hill to lick their wounds, the orcs deduced from the events and the information of the Waterseer sisters that this Vizumar was behind the ongoing chaos, both in Skywall and along Kalimdor's eastern coast. This time, they would beat the storm, find this rogue Tauren and put an end to the Lord of Storms and his rampage.
And so, onwards to Azshara, Orcs of the Red Blade!
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PROPOSED TIMES
Phase 1, Sunday 21st Jan 2018: The Winter StormsPhase 2, Tuesday 23rd January: On the Tempest's TrailPhase 3, Friday 26th: The Lord of Storms