Hunting

I'm very tired. I've been the whooooole morning killing animals. As soon as I came to Nagrand I found my old friend Nesingwary (this guy must be really quick, because I came back to Stranglethorn and there he was, and when I HStoned back to Nagrand there he was again) with a Tauren and another Dwarf.

When I reached their camp they started asking me to kill threatening talbuks, rocs which beaks were used as knives and claws as adorns and those big things for a bbq.

Damn outland inhabitants, all the time asking you to do things, as if I had nothing better to do or I was wearing something telling: "I make your errands" ........ if my parents saw me as an "errand-woman"....

So I've killing the whole morning to get the things those people wanted and now I'm going to the camp back...and what would you say it happens? they thank me? nooooo, the "sirs" are not happy.....

[Arda]:> I'm back, here you have all your things, I'll go rest for a while below that tree
[Nesingwary]:> Arda, these beaks are too weak and the claws are very used, I need more of them, but get them from another rocs which are stronger and further.
[Tauren]:> Arda, I've been informed thata there are other talbuks causeing problems in the other border of the map. Be careful because the y have bigger horns and thicker hoofs.
[Dwarf]:> Puajh!! these ribs are awful Arda, it makes a lot of time these animals don't drink clear water. Go to the Charmed Lake behind the Stormy Mountains through the Angry Dragon's Lair, and there, in the highest room of the highest tower you'll find what I'm looking for.
[Arda]:> ........
[Arda]:> ¬¬
[Arda]:> I hate all of you

I rested for a while and ate a couple of the ribs I had brought. They weren't SO bad as the dwarf said (must remember: go the dentist to put my 2 teeth back into my mouth). After I slept a while I went to the 3 most distant borders of the map the had told me those.......persons to keep on killing animals (I even pitied some of them when they looked up at me with their shiny eyes as I ripped their guts, ribs and/or claws out of them).

By sunset I was done and on my way to the camp. When I arrived it was dark and they had lit on a fire. I threw the bags full of the things they wanted at their feet (well, the dwarfes received them in the face, you know...) and I looked for a piece of grass on the floor to lay on and sleep.

[Arda]:> There you got it, I'm going to sleep now, I've been the whole day running from one place to another.
[Nesingwary]:> Arda...
[Arda]:> NO!!!
[Nesingwary]:> I would need a final piece for my necklace and my knives. I would need the beak and claws of the Roc Queen. She usually gets out at night, and it's black, so she shouldn't be hard to spot out.
[Arda]:> Are you kidding? You're telling me I've been killing the whole day to make you a necklace and a cutlery?!?!?!?!?!
[Tauren]:> Arda, I've been told the Talbuk King has gone out of his lair, it's the moment we were waiting for, you must kill it!!! either way he won't stop killing murlocs.
[Arda]:> WaitWaitWait, you're telling me I've been the whole day helping incontrolled murloc spreading? If you need me I'll be over there hanging me from that tree with a gallows...
[Dwarf]:> Well, I need your help. There's a really big beast which must have very succulent ribs, it would be the perfect dessert for my Taru.
[Arda]:> Who is Taru?
[Enano]:> He is my gnome pet.
[Arda]:> This brain will be autodestroyed in 10 seconds
[Arda]:> 9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1...
[Arda]:> ..............BOOM!!!!!..............

I hate dwarfs.
I hate Taurens.
I hate Murlocs.
I hate everyone that ask you to do stupid things with a more stupid purpose.
And, of course, I hate stupid pets named after even more stupid creatures from another games.