Huorek wrote:

Huorek sat perched in the ruined ship, watching the activity below. The noise, the smell, the lights... the noise!

Amongst the goblins of Booty Bay was one of the last places he wished to be spending time. Another place was Desolation Hold, or anywhere near Thunder Bluff for that matter.

He was barely accepted entrance before the death of Cairne, but after the events that followed his death he knew he could never set foot there again. Or perhaps in any Tauren settlement.

Those that followed Baine now would remember on what side he stood at the beginning. The Grimtotem would remember where he stood in the end. It was a miracle he survived at all, though in a way he hadn't.

Huorek shuddered.

It was like a bad dream, and that it was. A literal Nightmare, followed by his own death while in the Dream, and his rebirth within another realm.

Now he returned to the Grin only to find them scared and plagued by what seemed to be a similar nightmare. Fleeing Stonard, and returning to Kalimdor. He could not let him self run from it, and he could not afford to return to Kalimdor.

Huorek sighed and crept into the jungle.

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