Sweet home Nagrand

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Before I forget, props to A Concerned Citizen for giving me a heads up about the naga and murlocs down in the Blasted Lands. In fact, it’s even better than you made it out – not only do the naga have the murlocs enslaved and lugging stuff around, which would be funny enough on its own, but get this, they’re even making some of the murlocs fight each other in gladiatorial games for their scaly entertainment! How awesome is that? HAH!

Anymore, moving on.

I’m back home in Garadar now, checking up on that letter I got the other day, supposedly from Lakkara. I don’t think it’s going to come as much of a shock to anyone that that one threw me for a loop, seeing as my mother was supposed to have died over twenty years ago. And before you guys start getting worried about me, yeah, I know this whole thing looks pretty potentially sketchy, so as much as I’m hoping it’s true, I’m not going to be stupid. The main thing is I need to check on this one way or the other. Either it’s true and my mom is actually still alive, or somebody’s messing with me for whatever reason, and if that’s the case there’s about to be a brand new dinner reservation at the VIP table at Chateau d’Unfathomable-Never-Ending-Agonizing-Pain.

Lakkara wasn’t in Garadar when I got here, but I spent the afternoon talking with Greatmother Geyah, and she pretty much confirmed what the letter had said. My mother really hadn’t died from the red pox way back when, but came down with a stronger, highly contagious form of it, and ended up moving off to the mountains in secret while Greatmother and a few others put out the story that she died. Which, first of all, I’m not exactly thrilled about being lied to all these years about my mother, even if I can understand why she didn’t want people following after her.

Anyway, though, Greatmother says Lakkara turned up in the village a few weeks ago, and just like with me and probably a lot of you, it set off Greatmother’s too-good-to-be-true radar. But based on what Greatmother’s told me, it sounds pretty legit so far. The first thing she did when Lakkara turned up was to go off with her in private and ask her as many questions as she could come up with that only the real Lakkara would know the answers for. She didn’t miss one. Greatmother seems pretty convinced, and geriatric or not, she’s usually not one to be fooled easily. (You should have seen me trying to put one over on her when I was a teenager. THOSE were some short one-way trips down Fuck Yourself Over Lane, let me tell you.)

According to Greatmother, Lakkara left sometime last week to visit Mag’har Post in Hellfire Peninsula and see what’s happened with the rest of our people. And she’d mentioned wanting to be able to see what’s become of some of the other parts of Draenor, so she wasn’t sure when she was planning to return. I may stay here for a few days and see if she turns up, and in the meantime maybe try to do a little more checking around. More soon.

Visiting Dreadmaul Hold
Aromatic Orgrimmar
 

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