You know, I never thought trees would be such a spot of... interest for Orcs. Frostfire Ridge and Gorgrond, the homes of my Thunderlord ancestors, didn't have so many trees, and when they were there, they were these little shitty saplings in comparison to what's here. Zughar's gotten used to it, but the others haven't. They have me spend hours, literal hours just looking at these trees.
This one old Elf named Shayanra noticed this, and began telling me the story of the individual trees. I didn't give a shit, personally. Unfortunately, under threat of disownment from both sides of the family in what was a stunning display of teamwork to mutually f**k me over, I had to listen to him talk. I was planning to get used to my new mace today, but no. I got to listen to some crusty Elf with a limp like he was missing a leg talk about Dryads Druids fucking nothing. I don't even remember what I spent hours listening to. I literally entered a quasi-meditative state because of how boring it was.
To be honest, he wasn't that bad. He treated me like I was at least half his equal. Half the fuckers here treat me like some gnat. Even a fucking Tauren! I'm sorry, shit-muncher, we saved your race from extinction. I deserve respect solely based on that, and not to be treated like some novice with their first weapon. And then the Elves. Oh, the Elves. Oh, the glorious our forest can't survive without us so naturally we know all about nature Elves. If I were write a scrap of paper for each time I wanted to punch one of the knife eared fucks in the face, I would be fatter than that Goblin Prince whateverhisnameis.
*Enter a few furious scribbles, mainly comprising a worg chasing after an Elf.*
Everyone's so worried about this. It seems like I'm the only one not fretting or losing sleep or having yellowed leaves. It's probably their first warzone for a bunch of the Elves. Either that, or they've become really attached to this tree. Still, it makes me feel bad about some of them. Buhayos, for example. I should plant something for him. Maybe if Wraith has some pups with a worg in the area, I'll see if I can't give him one or two. I just feel bad about him, ya know? He's so... innocent. And not good at war. And yet, he tries so hard. Like a little worg baby romping around with their dad. Just this cute little furry babe without a damn clue what's happening trying their best.
Oooooh. Maybe if I do end up temporarily running back to Nagrand, I'll find some Dreaming Glory and bring it back for him. Maybe show him how to make some of Napna's old post-battle stew. Since Dreaming Glory has fairly regenerative properties, or is at least good for healing wounds, it might be especially good to cultivate a bit of it in Hyjal. Maybe have a Druid grow it quicker than usual so that we can use it in the future. I could also probably make the Elixir of Restful Nights, for those who're having trouble sleeping. Other than the ones I don't like. f**k you, Miss scared-of-cocks. Note; Ask Shadowmoons about that tomorrow.