Monday, February 11, 2008

Summit Assemble!

It seems like only moments ago, we were leaving this dreadful place before we got the call to assemble at the entrance to Serpentshrine Cavern yet again.

One by one we all filed back in and prepped for what awaited Summit next. But first there were really horrible beasts that were none too pleased by our presence there.

And this is where the tale begins...

"Grivest, you are tanking right here. Drunken, I need you over there. You both hold those two in place. Ranged, assist Drunken first then Grivest. Mages, I need those Tidecallers sheep'd. I want this place looking like a Westfall farm when you all are done! Any questions? If not, Mag - - - PULL!" Teliko shouted to the team.

With that the battle began. With each passing moment beasts fell at our hand. The smell of death permeated the cavern. You could actually see fear on some of the Nagas' faces.

Summit had returned.

We soon reached a point where things changed. A familiar sound echoed through the cavern depths. Mrraaagaaaggggaalllleleeeelleleeeeee!!! That sound can only be one thing. Murlocs. That unforgettable sould is etched into the psyches of us all. The battle was about to step up a notch or two. They didn't let us down. These Murlocs are a far cry from the relatively docile species that reside on the shores of Lake Everstill in the Redridge Mountains. These ones can actually kill you and will do so gleefully if allowed to exist. Furtunately, it wasn't long before even the Murlocs were forever silenced at the hands of Summit. Together, Summit instills fear in even the gods. We now stand before our prize. Our objective...

Moragrim Tidewalker.

I recall spending hours reading lore on the denizens of Serpentshrine Cavern in the Stormwind Library. Tidewalker is a relentless killer albeit uncouth. We gathered in the passageway behind him and prepared for battle. This battle will test our strengths and will to see Summit through to the end. I fear that it's a battle that we will have to revisit time and again to perfect.

We shall see.

Preparing for battle. You can never do enough of it. Food, check. Water, check. Arrows, check. Potions... oh-no... I only had 3 Major Agility potions left. Normally this would more than suffice but this night? I think not...

"Loveth? Do you think you could take these materials and create some Elixrs for me?" I humbly asked Summit's Guild Master. "Sure!! Always happy to help ya out! Loveth gleefully responded. Ah Loveth, even though we are all staring death in the face, Loveth always has a happy-go-lucky aire about her. She grounds us all. Guiding Summit is a job she does better than any other. Bubbling away, Loveth gets to work creating my invaluable potions of Major Agility. Within moments she was done and I had my prize. I am now fully prepared. Azrael and I sat and ate our buff food for the battle while Teliko went over the details of the monstrosity that lay before us.

Soon Summit stood at the ready. Grivest in position, Misdirect inplace. Telkio orders "PULL!"

-To be continued...


-From the journals of Aurendar Moonstrider-
"Ande'thoras-ethil"
~~Aurendar

1 comment:

Mae said...

Soon that giant will fall... just hopefully not on me! *giggles* We shall have his head for our prize and his loots on our backs!

For the glory of the alliance!!!

♥ Mae