Chapter 361: The Storyteller of Mist Harbor
"That's it...... The Oath finally defeated the Burning Legion, but after that, the entire Oath was badly damaged, and even the construction of Mist Harbor came to a standstill for a while......"
In the misty harbor, in the storm bar, everyone stared at the black-haired and black-eyed human talking at the bar. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Night Hidden Owl, let's talk about one more!"
"Tell me what happened after that!"
The human, known as the Night Owl, raised his glass and took a sip.
The Storm Tequila filled his entire mouth with a slight sweetness and bitterness, and the Night Hidden Owl let out a long breath.
"That's all for today, a battle at the top of Mount Hyjal is enough - below, who will bring me a plate of Hearthstone!"
After the Night Owl announced that today's story was over, the entire Storm Bar resumed its hustle and bustle again.
The sailors resumed their boasting to their companions, the female draenei attendants were busy delivering wine again, and the minstrels' top hats were finally filled with coins of all colors, and though most of them were dirty copper, there were still some silver coins on closer inspection—and even when the night owl looked up to drink, he didn't know who threw in a few gold coins.
When the bard saw the coin, he stooped down and took it out, put it under his nose, sniffed it, and bit it with his teeth to check its fineness—and when he saw that his teeth had left a shallow mark on the coin, the bard grinned.
"The smell of tranquility flowers, and a bit of voodoo, it seems that there has been a great big man in the tavern today."
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And at the docks of Mist Harbor, the "big man" in the bard's mouth is waiting for the ship to the Eastern Kingdom of Thorn Valley.
Unconsciously, three years have passed since the Battle of Mount Hyjal, but everything at that time seems to be yesterday.
I wanted to relax with a drink at the bar while waiting for the boat, but I didn't expect to be reminded by the narration of a bard.
Shaking his head slightly, Lockhan boarded the Great Ship "Magical Wind" bound for the Valley of Thorns and left Mist Harbor.
The ship was the property of her former predecessor, Lady Tirisfay Egwene, who seemed to have completely untied the knot after Mount Hyjal, transformed from a tangled former Guardian into an amiable old lady and began to invest in Mist Harbor.
Then the goblins realized what it meant to be "ginger or old spicy......
Unlike the Night Elves, as an eternal among the short-lived species of humans, Egwene's life experience is not at all comparable to that of goblins who are bent on burrowing in the eyes of money.
In Mist Harbor, Egwene's investments have been extremely lucrative, and when she was younger, Egwene had gained quite a lot of treasure during her adventures, and now she sells all of them as raw capital, and she is rolling more and more in the investment.
Even Mist Harbor has an entire street named after Egwen.
Egwene Avenue is one of the most famous luxury shopping streets - not only in Kalimdor, but also in the Eastern Kingdoms.
Interestingly, Egwen took most of his proceeds and used them to develop the feminist movement within the Oath.
Well, the feminist movement within the Oath, in fact, Rock Khan knew that Egwene was targeting the Darkspear Trolls.
No way, whether it's the Night Elves, Blood Elves, Minotaurs, or Draenei, these races are all equal to men and women, only the Dark Spear Trolls still retain traditions like polygamy for a time.
This tradition has been shattered by Egwene's Golden Dollar Offensive - not long ago, Sarana had become the High Priestess of Trolls, replacing poor Zarazane.
Speaking of Zalazane, Lockhan couldn't help but shake his head, this troll is probably a show of brains, and with the support of all other troll forces, he actually wants to launch a coup d'état against the dark spear troll!
This situation is not only unbearable for the oath, but also within the Dark Spear Trolls.
As a result, there is no doubt that Zarazane's plot was quickly crushed, and he himself was exiled - if it weren't for Zarazane's bravery at the Battle of Mount Hyjal, he might have been sacrificed to his ancestors - and although the Darkspear Trolls no longer eat intelligent creatures, their sacrifices are still bloody.
Shaking his head, Rokkhan no longer thought about Zalazane's, but set his sights on the sea.
I don't know what happened to the Gulabash summoning order this time......
Looking at the vast sea, Lockhan sighed softly.
The Gulabash trolls in the Valley of Thorns suddenly used a voodoo summoning order, and although the Darkspear clan moved to Kalimdor, they were still technically part of the Gulabash Empire, so although they didn't want to deal with this summoning order, Wojin finally sent Rock Khan to go.
"It always feels like something is going to happen again." Lockhan grinned, then returned to his room in the cabin.
After sprinkling a handful of tranquilizer powder on the bed, Lockhan stretched and then lay down comfortably, falling asleep among the tranquilizing flowers.
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At this time, in the Black Rock Mountain, Nomi is carefully planning his seventh runaway from home.
"Well, there are always people at the exit of the Blackstone Tower, this time I'll go directly to my uncle's laboratory!" Holding his carefully drawn map of Blackstone Mountain, Little Nomi carefully planned his route with a piece of jerky in his mouth, "Then he slipped out directly from the top of the mountain, and his father resolutely didn't bring his things, who knows if he did anything to do it!" ”
Nomi then stood up and looked at the map of Azeroth hanging on the wall.
"Coming out of the Black Rock Mountain is the Burning Plains, you can't go south, the father and the mother are too familiar there, I'm going to fly north, hurry to Hinterland, where I can get rid of them!"
"It's still difficult to fly directly across the Endless Sea now, but it's okay, it's a big deal to go around Northrend again~ Brother Karegos is still playing with me!"
While Nomi was still planning everything, there was a roar from Onixia outside.
"It's time to eat! Nomi, come down and eat! ”
Helpless little Nomi grinned.
I think of the "delicacies" made by my mother - looking up at the starry sky pie, the special charred barbecue of Black Rock Mountain...... Nomi strengthened her conviction to run away from home.
Dear mother, it's not that Nomi is not well-behaved, it's that your cooking is too unpalatable.
Come back, Daddy, Nomi is about to be poisoned by her own mother!
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