"Twelve to the west gate, seven to the south, eight to the north gate, and.." Sergeant Wilkins looks up from his scribbled notes, and glances out the window to his right. His eyes look out over the ledge and into the courtyard below, "Who's left... Ah! And three to the nort--"…
Goblin birthday
*As she awoke from another long night of making and baking foods to supply the troops of the grin, Pansu found herself feeling different today. * Today marked the first day Grandmother Pennyhill found her in that tin can on the dirty beaches of Kezan. Though goblins end up…
A KNIFE IN THE NECK
- A dried leather scrap flutters in the damp swamp air. The nail holding the note to the sign post is rusted and bent. It's driver clearly rushed, not wishing to be seen.* BLACKTOOTH GRIN, I don't know you schmucks and I don't want to know you! SO LAY OFF ME! But - I've been…
Veins of Ice and Shadow, Part 1
Not every troll returns to Bwon'samdi upon death...Not every troll even returns to a Loa... Perhaps that was what drew the Lich King to Azhei's spirit, wandering among the Spirit Island Bwon'samdi called home. Perhaps it was, unlike almost every other spirit on the island, Azhei…
Toppling Kings
December 15th- Sythegar Orthunk Snaggletooth assembled an army of the Dreadhorde, containing the Blacktooth Grin Clan, The Thunderhoof Clan, the Dark Clan of Fenris, and a small raiding party from the Greenskinz, onto the King's Chambers in Stormwind. The Dreadhorde slew the…
Bite of the Snaggletooth
Orthunk Snaggletooth pierced the shell of a turtle egg with a tusk then sucked out the insides. The yolk was good for his old joints. He crushed the shell between his scarred fingers and stuffed it into his mouth. Orthunk looked out the door of the Stonard Inn and watched the…
A tale of a whelpling, Bokke Snaggletooth
Bokke had spent his life living in the shadow of his long dead ancestors, and of those who share his blood that still breath. He had tried for so long to be as strong as them or as brave but it seemed he only ever found shortcomings in his actions. He served as a Grunt in…
Dominance
Orthunk stood flanked by Kor'kon elite guards in Garrosh's chamber. The Warchief of the Horde looked at him from his throne, his head barely meeting the level of Mannoroth's tusks. "So, Orthunk Snaggletooth, Sythegar of the Blackooth Grin Clan. I am pleased you accepted my…
Operation White Tiger:Crow's Reports
Deamseer Xibalbah sits by the fire of her chamber meditating. The sound of something being dragged across the floor broken between sporadic squeaks. Xi opens her eyes and sees the tanuki pushing a leather bag in her direction. She arches her eyebrow at it as it stops a few few…
The Poisoning
As soon as the Worgmaster entered the pens he sensed something was amiss. There was no playful fighting, no throaty growls, and the usual corpses of various rodents were nowhere to be seen. Perturbed, Utum quickened his pace and directed himself toward the largest cage where the…
Test Subject 694
The young Gnome laid strapped down on the operating table--blindfolded he slowly regained consciousness. The table was poorly welded together with disproportionate slabs of rusted iron. The wrist and ankle fasteners were lined with tiny little spikes as if to deter any occupant…
Test Subject 694
The young Gnome laid strapped down on the makeshift operating table--blindfolded he slowly regained consciousness. The table was poorly welded together with disproportionate slabs of rusted iron. The wrist and ankle fasteners were lined with tiny little spikes as if to deter any…
Blackblade the Unyielding
Sythegar Orthunk Snaggletooth had many titles, many names. He rode under Rend's banner when the first Orcish armies poured from the Dark Portal. Still a green whelp, Orthunk looked on the heroic feats of his superior officers with awe and became inspired to one day become a…
Ressurection of the Gar`mak
Urkela fell to her knees and pressed her face to the cool dirt, the blessed ground of Stonard. She had only been away for a few days, but after even a few days in the strange new world of Pandaria, she was glad she had been ordered back. She stood, inhaling deeply of the night…
The Fall and Rise of The Jade Witch
She was sick to death of this land. The view was beautiful, but it seemed like everywhere she turned there was some poor pathetic villager or town citizen who needed help with something. The goblin sat near a brook under a shady willow. Her head perspired and her feet were sore…