Chieftain Vul'Rak had give Fukase a lot of woolly clothes to him. Since Northrend is a snowy and icy continent, the temperature in there is extremely low. Luckily, the clothes are fit enough for Fukase to wear.
Fukase just silently stared at wooden shelves full of small-sized bottles as he sat on the floor, his back leaned on the table. The clown guessed, these must be some kind of potions Vul'Rak used to heal his patients.
"Sometimes, it took a lot of days to create da potions like da ones in da shelves" Vul'Rak said as he sat next to Fukase.
"So all of these are healing potions?" Fukase asked the troll.
"Some are poisons, some i use for magic incantations only" Vul'Rak answered.
"I guess you're some kind of wizard, right?" Fukase guessed.
"Actually, i'm a high priest" Vul'Rak replied.
"A high priest?" Fukase was curious.
"Yah, boy" Vul'Rak nodded. "In daily life of trolls, we priests are responsible for healing sick persons and dispel evil magics"
"Is there are any other creatures aside from trolls?" Fukase asked again.
"In here we got spider-like nerubians and walrus-like tuskarrs too" Vul'Rak explained. "One of my friends is a nerubian seer named Amanut"
"I get it" Fukase nodded slowly.
...
"Can ya help me, mon?
Miku and Piko just stared at a forest troll from their cage. The troll was holding a piece of yellowish paper with several horizontal and diagonal lines drawn on it.
"What do you want?" Miku asked with a frown.
"Can ya teach me play tic-tac-toe?"
Miku and Piko then exchanged looks in confusion.
"You don't know how to play it?" Piko asked.
"No, mon" The forest troll shooked his head.
"Hey, what are ya doin?"
The troll was approached by a forest troll headhunter.
"Stop talkin with da prisoners and get back to work!" the headhunter ordered.
"Yes, mon" the troll's face was sad as he slowly walked away from the cage.
Soon, several Blackwood trolls returned with a few of orcish demolishers, courtesy of The Blackrock Clan. Zarogg, one of Kral'Uk's most trusted henchmen were seen with them.
"What's that?" Rin was curious.
"I think it's some kind of siege weapons" Lily guessed.
"Siege weapons?" Luka raised her eyebrows.
Looks like the trolls were trying to defend their village from the Lordaeronian soldiers. Things started to get more worse for the Blackwood Tribe.
...
"Lord Uther!"
Two footmen were seen escorting a chained orc warlock inside the room. The warlock was arrested by The Regional Defenders after a failed attempt to assault a farm.
"We just arrested this wretched orc near the village, milord!" one of the footmens said.
Uther then walked towards the orc warlock.
"Why do you try to attack innocent people?" Uther asked sternly.
"None of your business, human" the orc warlock refused to answer Uther's question.
"I ask you again, why do you try to attack innocent people!?" Uther was half angry.
The orc warlock however was silent.
"Speak, orc!" Uther insisted.
"That farmer just stole an artifact from our clan!" the orc warlock said.
"Are you from Blackrock Clan, orc?" Uther asked again.
"Yes, you pig. I'm from Blackrock Clan" the orc warlock answered.
"Take him to the prison immediately!" Uther ordered. "I want this criminal executed by dawn!"
"Yes, milord!" the footmen nodded as they dragged the orc warlock away.
Uther wondered to himself, what kind of artifact that the farmer stole from their clan? No wonder that orc warlock tried to raid the farm.
...
"How much this potion cost?"
"Just ten gold coins, Your Highness"
Prince Arthas was on his way to an Alliance camp where Uther is situated. He decided to stop a while at a goblin shop to buy a healing potion.
"Thank you for buying, Prince Athas" the goblin thanked the prince politely.
"You're welcome" Arthas replied before he exited the shop.
Meanwhile, at the outside of his shop, Jaina, a talented sorceress and also a close friend of Arthas was waiting outside of the shop.
"I'm sorry Jaina for making you to wait" Arthas apologized.
"It's okay, i don't mind" Jaina replied.
"Well, looks like the sun is going to set soon, we must hurry" Arthas said.
"Agreed" Jaina nodded.
"By the way, i need to discuss something with Lord Uther" Arthas added.
"What's it?" Jaina asked.
"Actually, it's about the upcoming Silver Hand Annual General Meeting, but i'll explain more to you after we arrive at the camp" Arthas said.
"Alright then" Jaina replied.
So let's go now"
Arthas and Jaina then continued their journey to the camp. Lord Uther would be more than eager to see them soon.
To be continued...