Tropical Mojo: Gahlit's Tale
Part One: Voodoo Days
Dis is not gonna be a pleasant tale mon. Dis is da story of a Troll mon, dis is my tale:
I was abducted, maybe by humans like joo. Dey took me when I was little, to this small, as dey called it, archipelago, somewhere near dah equator. It was hot dere but that was what I was born to live in; a hot tropical place mon. I was not da only troll slave. Dere were others too, more of mah bruddahs and sistahs. Dey taught me our lingo, dah lingo of us trolls, but I also learned how to speak like dem humans. We trolls are bettah and strongah than dose small weaklings so dey don't beat us unless they got a reason. But those dwarves , I hate dem, I would even feed dem to dah Blood god's of da forest trolls so dat dey would suffer a horrible death mon. They used dere guns, to hit us from afar. Dose cowardly bastards wouldn't even come close to us. Dey will pay I swore to mahself Dey are gonna get da Voodoo from da underworld itself.
Da humans di'nt have good shamans; dey di'nt foresee dat da labour dey made us do would make us strong. We practiced how to fight while we pretended dat we were dancing. With da axes we laboured with, we grew strong, we could use da biggest of axes with just one hand. Den again, humans have small axes. We worked hard for years, den da day we were waiting for finally came mon, it finally came.
Dah attack came in da early morning. A human raid on humans. While they were busy trying tah fight dem off, me and mah bruddahs and sistahs stole der boats and made way for Kalimdor, to Senjin Village.
Da journey was long, Some o da trolls go crazy. We kill dem before dey kill us. We eat dem too so we don't go hungry. It took days, but we finally got dere. De others di'nt make it, I was lucky dat day, Vol'jin himself came tah see me mon. He asked me for mah name. All I said was dah word humans dere for angry, cuz dat was all I could feel inside me. I never had a name before so dat dey I gave mahself one. Gahlit.
Years latah Vol'jin comes over to Senjin Village. He calls us over. He needs more trolls. So he makes a speech.
"All mah bruddahs and sistahs, today I go to joo for ja skiills. Thrall calls us, in aid o da Blood Elves to fight for Outland. I know dis is gonna be a hard job but it would mean much to da Darkspear tribe and to da Horde if anyone of joo could join!"
No one dared mon. No one except me.
"I'll go Vol'jin" I told him "I will go tah Outland and fight mon."
"Taz'dingo Gahlit, joo make us all proud, be ready in da mornin, we be off to Orgrimmar soon, and don't joo worry, joo wont be wid da other recruits" He said with a smile onna his face "I gotta special job for joo mon, a good hunt, one I know joo will enjoy"