Letter from Northrend

[Norv]

In a village in the frozen hills of Howling Fjord, Norviskrall hurries to post a letter to the tribe.
The letter reads:



Norviskrall comes back to the forge and watches it twist and melt the last remains of the cursed necklace, and thoughts swirl in his mind.

"We were and are being watched day and night, through the empty eyes of this 'creature', by the Lich King's minions."

"My only hope is that it's not too late. That the Red Blades didn't attract too much the attention of the Lich King."

"Once they all destroy it, there'll be no more unwanted ears. Because this is not a being, it's a ...thing with ears.
Channels through which communication is possible. Actually, it's possible to be both ways, I cannot tell."

[Claws]

Glad I got rid of mine day I got given it.
Can't remember who give it me perhaps they work of the Lich his self.
Thank ya for the warning Norvis.

[Nazkhur]

Are you afraid? Let the Lich King see and quake in fear of the might of the Horde. Me show that not even death can stop us!

[Oznack]

What friggin necklace this be?!

[Norv]

If you ever got a strange necklace during the scourge invasion, a Haunted Memento, then that is the one. Perhaps it would be good to check your bags, you may not have noticed.

[Norv]

Something happened last night, and I would better write it down, as my memory seems more at fault with each hour that passes since then. Moreover, the tribe should know it; I am going to write it exactly as it happened, as if it happened to someone else, for all to know and make sense of it eventually.


Norviskrall starts casting astral recall, that would throw him through the twisting nether back to the location inscribed in his hearthstone. The spell fails, for the first time, and he doesn't even know if he's still where he was before or somewhere on the way, or grom knows where. He feels surrounded by shades, but he can't make out any shapes, he hears around voices, voices he cannot quite distinguish.
There's more light to his left, he tries to crawl there, though his whole body is hurting. He can see now outside the barn, a farm, and humans, horses, knights... emblem of the scarlet crusade?! Somebody yells unknown words to his right, Norvis turns his head with difficulty, it was a peasant that was staring at him and yelling, yelling, a yell that brings his headache to an unbearable degree, Norvis tries to use his hearthstone directly this time and it seems to work, it all vanishes, along with his conscience.

Awaken in the bright though cold Durotar sun, Norvis cannot quite make out the images in his mind. It almost feels like a dream, but then, why was he in Durotar instead of Dalaran? He checks his backpack and his eyes widen as he sees his hearthstone, a hearthstone that glows sickly in red and yellow shades, in place of its normal pure white-blue colors. Then the sick glow fades, but as he touches the stone with his hand he can still feel the corruption. He will have to replace it.

As he's inspecting the hearthstone, Norviskrall notices something glowing behind it. It was a Haunted Memento, one of those necklaces he thought long gone from his possession, and hopefully from all tribe's possession. "Grom dammit", he mumbles, while standing up and changing to a wolf. His body aches less now, in his ghostly shape, and he starts to run to Razor Hill, to the nearest forge, to destroy it. "Somebody must have thrown it to me and I did not notice!"
With that occasion, he might replace the corrupted hearthstone as well. "I wonder if it is only a coincidence that my hearthstone is corrupted, while I was carrying this ...thing." But anyway, there is no telling what a corrupted hearthstone may still have in store for the orc carrying it, he will replace it as he gets to a innkeeper, though he doesn't really want it at Razor Hill, well, he'll replace it somewhere else, until then, he will not try to use it anymore. That is, not for spells, though he could still keep it to communicate with orcs, that cannot hurt, can it?

[Kozgugore]

(( The plot thickens!

Soon, we shall have the Lich King talking in our guild channel, agonizing us with bad monkey jokes and tales about randy vrykul!

Looking interesting! ;3 ))

[Greggar]

(( Fun fun ;3 ))

[Claws]

Soon, we shall have the Lich King talking in our guild channel, agonizing us with bad monkey jokes and tales about randy vrykul!

Already does goes by the name of,
occhh who just kicked me.   
Oh ok must not name names here.