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The Campfire / Re: Sharguul and the Soul
« on: June 26, 2019, 01:14:31 PM »
Awesome! Interesting to see how the latest clan spirit is impacting on the different Orcs!
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Sunday, 23rd day of Mor’vaul the sixth month,
I am alarmed by how tense the jade forest is becoming. The Huojin and Tuishi skirt around each other like circling sharks or buzzards, while the neutral groups loyal to Pandaria must constantly remind them off the peace. Last night the Shado-pan had to quell a brawl in the tavern at the port of shan-grilla, the Horde and Alliance involved were bayed on by Forsaken, barely held back by the Huojin and Tuishi but ultimately quelled and sent back to their respective outposts with bruises and stunned heads gifted by three skilled Wu-kao. The Shado-pan, now with free hands, is being firm and decisive with foreign powers.
Thankfully I and Jihaan have kept clear of the chaos. Though I sense Uncle is beginning to question his and the Huojins part in the war. While he was content to keep the peace here in Pandaria, he is less inclined to incite conflict or tolerate those who do.
While I am dismayed at the activity here, Inspector Pong took the time to show me some techniques he thought I may benefit from learning. We trained in a forest clearing just south of the temple of the jade serpent. It seems the system he showed me has a focus on combating armed and armored opponents by deflecting or ensnaring strikes, only to use the energy they use against them by twisting would be weak points in Armour. The knee’s, wrists, neck, shoulders, ankles, elbows. All are vulnerable on an armored foe and the follow up counter attacks are brutal, thus these techniques will be extremely handy in future. Surprisingly this system is not part of his own Crane style, but a sub-system of the white tiger, known as “sitting Tiger”, or so he tells me. With a gift of three scrolls and plenty of time to practice I am suddenly dreading but also eager to return to the clan.
The next ship home is in two weeks, and I am eager to get back to work.
Vrull willing, the war has not harmed them.
Monday, 17th day of Mor'vaul,
With all of the stolen items now returned to their true owners, and the thieves handed to the shado-pan, I've had time to rest and reflect.
We returned to the Redstaff family home in the Jade forest, the family deeply grateful for the return of not only the familys vaunted stave, but also Jihaan returning no more hurt than when this adventure began, and even with his armour.
I've spent the last week practicing quietly in the hills. Using the opportunity to hone, and further my training in both the Tiger and Serpent styles... though oddly, having spent so much time with the clan now, I feel more inclined to reverting back to my own style. This has given many frowns of confusion and intrigue alike when the local instructors and masters observe my techniques, locally sourced or self made.
It should only be another four weeks before I return to Durotar. I can feel the call of the pack beckoning, and the news of the war makes a return all the more urgent. It was hard to think, when hearing all the heralds or reading edicts and papers in Kalimdor, but the public opinion here in Pandaria? It's neutral, without bias and objective.
The world, Beyond the Horde and Alliance...
...Views us, the Horde, to be losing the war.
”Only when you return to the start, can you truly comprehend just how far you have come.
”Change is inevitable, and nothing to be feared.”
”Friends are the family you get to choose.”
Tuesday, Fourth day of the Sixth Month.
He did something to our memories.
I don't know what, or how, but HE did something. We found the thieves, did great battle with them, lost and won, retreated and advanced. All in a long, dark cave network within the jungles of Krasarang.
Having chased them back to the trove, we confronted their leader. A dark robed Pandaren who I suspect is the famed and feared 'Black Crane'. He used his shadow magic, wiped our memories of his face, and freed the fools he had mind controlled into serving and stealing for him.
We return to Half-hill now, we have a dozen confused former thieves, carting all of the equipment. Well, not all, Jihaan is wearing his armor, and I have the honor of carrying the Redstaff back to its rightful home.
This has been a strange encounter.
Well after Razaron was cleanse of the curse and his stolen life essence was restored, it was left with the clan to do with it as they wished. The unknown elements about the weapon makes it a bit of a predicament, do they risk trying to destroy? Is it worth wielding for it just to become active again? It's now under lock and key, awaiting a final resolution.
Perhaps it can be added again in another story in the future as a plot device.