魔兽世界官方领袖短篇英文版—BaineBloodhoof-AsOurFathersBeforeUs.doc

Baine Bloodhoof: As Our Fathers Before Us A rickety old cart trundled down the path toward the Great Gate, where a small patrol waited to guard it on its way to the distant zeppelin tower. There, the water it carried would be distributed to the orc settlements around Durotar, the land hit hardest by the recent drought. The young kodo pulling the cart moved with the languid pace of a well-traveled routine, cresting the hill before disappearing from sight. An aggravated goblin watched as the cart vanished. His own cart should have been right behind that caravan, but he was still stuck at the water well because the breeze had died, rendering the wind-powered pump useless. Hurry up with that, will ya? We need to catch up if were going to get a patrol escort this trip. The goblin tapped his toe in irritation while his ire was directed at the young orc wrestling with the crank. Relax, Izwix, said a nearby orc warrior as he lay in the grass. Whatre a few little Alliance lackeys going to do? They make any move, they get an axe upside the head. He grabbed a twig off a nearby bush and picked his teeth. The Alliance is a menace, Grotz! the goblin snapped. And I would rather have an escort and not have to rely on your limited skills… or his, he said, pointing to the assassin crouching in the bushes. Dont you worry about me, Izwix, said Dras, suddenly appearing from his hiding spot. Anyone comes near me, they get a pig sticker in the back. Let the Alliance curs come. Izwix sighed. What did I do to get stuck with these two… eh? The bushes around the well shivered as he cocked his head. What was that? Everyone turned his head toward the sound; Grotz grabbed his axe and stood up. The sound stopped. He took a cautious step forward as a rippling wave began at one end of the hedgerow and traveled the full length to the other side. Each bush began to shake violently. Izwix moved away warily, inching toward the kodo lashed to the water cart. Dras flipped his knives nervously as the rust