A Tale of Three Druids
Chapter 3: Ma Nostrils be speaking, Mon!
The proud Tauren druids sighed in harmony. This troll was infuriating!
"No, Resdlen. I can't teach you any spells." Yeow said through clenched teeth, her legendary serenity about to fail.
She had saved the wounded druid, protected him, revived him, and now she was beginning to regret it.
"Hey, mon, c'mon! I always learn a new spell from ma saviors!" the towering Darkspear plead. Yeow took a deep breath. If she had to explain to this druid why she couldn't teach him a spell one more time, she would- "Pleeeaaase?" he begged, clasping his hands together.
"I'll do it. I'm a good teacher." Fliflax offered, sensing the imminence of Yeow snapping and flinging the druid across the Barrens.
"You're a caster?" the Druid asked, turning his head.
"No," Fliflax explained, "I'm a feral druid. I'm going to teach you how to prowl."
The troll cocked his head and parroted "Prowl?" The Tauren nodded.
"It allows a druid in lion form to become invisible, or nigh on invisible, depending on how powerful you are. Go lion." He instructed, and light shimmered over the troll.
His tendons, muscles and stance shifted, and he slid onto all fours, a bright blue lion. Spiral tattoos rippled over his pelt, and two gold earrings shimmered in the hot desert sun. His tusks protruded far out, twisting and curling, far more elaborate than their humanoid manifestation. The powerful, muscled beast cocked its head, seeking further instruction.
The Tauren went through similar transformation, and growled and yipped. The blue lion, clearly understanding, melded into the long grass, shifting with the grass as the hot, balmy wind whistled through it.
It was surprisingly effective, Yeow noted. Fliflax had retained a blurry outline until he was judged to be level thirty. She could, if she squinted, see a faint shape, a suggestion of movement, maybe an odd glimmer as light struck the earring, but the troll was effectively unnoticeable. Nobody would be staring at the grass, searching for a concealed druid.
She continued to examine the patch of grass, but she couldn't see either of the cats. He was catching on fast, Yeow thought.
Suddenly, a howl sounded across the desert, and a huntress collapsed, deep claw marks running through her side. Over her stood Resdlen the lion, baying triumphantly. He trotted back to Yeow, a set of claws dangling from his powerful jaws. Fliflax appeared, standing by her shoulder. Maybe the druid wasn't hopeless, she thought.
Fliflax smashed his head into a table, splintering the wooden furniture. Why couldn't the blasted druid stay out of trouble? "Da voices, da voices in ma head, dey says I crazy, but dey also says that da moss, da moss be creeping, it spies, it spies for da Alliance, we musts kills da moss, da moss be bad, and ma elbows, dey tell me dat you is an alcoholic, yes, dat you been buying cherry grog from dat dwarf in da boat, yes…" The feverish troll rambled, as he had for many hours.
He had gone and bought Sly Denderhoff's Grade E mushrooms, and they left him worse for wear. It had started with hallucinations. Then absent-mindedness. Now this.
Suddenly, the troll leapt from his seat, spry as ever. His hand shot out and slapped Fliflax across the face, and then the mad troll darted from the room, screaming "WHEEEEEEE!" Fliflax peered around the corner, observing the troll flying down the Crossroads main road. He ducked back into the house and began rubbing his temples. He should probably fetch the troll before he challenged a level eighty-five to a mortal duel. But not yet. Or he might kill the troll himself. Yeow swung her head around the corner into the room with a questioning glance. "Next phase. He slapped me and ran off." Yeow shook her head and retreated back into her room at the inn. Fliflax sat there for another moment, and then rose gracefully. Thank Blizzard he doesn't have a mount, he silently thanked, then mounted his Kodo and rode off in pursuit of the druid of questionable sanity.
Hoorah for a hallucinogenic druid! Never doubt the insanity of Resdlen! By the way, these people are actually all players. I'm Resdlen, Groose Almighty is Fliflax, and his sister is Yeow. Blizzard is the chief god in WoW. At least according to me. Some craziness be going down! Well, that's Raudhr Blodhgarm, signing off.