“Hrm, not like Siori ta send fer me at this hour. Won’er what the lass wants…”
Tumunzahar strolled into his destination, where he found his Guild Leader sitting at a table in the corner. The way she was dressed you would never suspect she was the kind of person responsible for the kind of things she’d made a living doing. He was about to head to the bar for a pint first when the glare from those white eyes of hers made it clear there was something urgent. He sat down across from her.
“Good evening Tumunzahar. How is life with the Explorers’ League treating you?”
“Lemme see…ah dig, an ah dust. So just fookin’ ducky.” He preferred she get to the point, though he was always respectful of her not to say as such.
“Well, then…I suppose I bring good news for you then. You’ll be putting down your duster for the foreseeable future.”
He raised an eyebrow to her. “Fer what reason might that be?”
“Well you see, Tum…seems there’s quite a bit of conflict brewing between the Horde and Alliance in the new lands we’ve heard about.”
He looked at her. God it was near impossible to read that Night Elf! “Th’ Alliance and Horde have conflict everywhere, Siori. You’ve not summoned me fer a weird meetin’ at a weird hour any other time.”
“That’s because I was never resigned from the front lines.” She paused, and Tumunzahar thought he saw a slight dejection in her posture before she corrected herself and continued. “It was always me who called upon you. As an ally and a friend.” She passed a writ across the table. “I’m not the one doing the calling this time.”
Tum looked down at the parchment, reading it over. As the news sunk in, his brow hardened. “Hrm. No more dustin’ and diggin’ then.”
She smiled wryly. “Guess not.”
With that he stood up, rolled the piece of paper up and stuck it in his pocket. He gave his Guild Leader a courteous bow and made for the door. Just before he left she spoke up.
“And Tum?”
“Aye lass?”
“Enjoy Pandaria.”
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Tumunzahar in Pandaria? Is the sky brown? Have I joined Twitter and Facebook? Well, the first one is a yes but the other ones remain definitive no’s in my world. Heck, me and Mists of Pandaria was a definite “no” not more than a week ago. But, a funny thing happened a couple of days ago. I’m minding my own business at work and I get an e-mail from the Mrs. telling me to check my hotmail. “Oh crap, it got hacked again” was my initial thought as that’s happened a few times this fall. However, that wasn’t the case. So as I looked over my Inbox I was horribly confused as to what she was getting at. Checked my sent folder, nope, no recent messages sent out. Check my Junkbox. Hrm…what’s this now…
Mrs. Amateur: “It’s from the Bloggers.”
Well now. That’s one way to get me into Pandaria it would seem. All jokes aside, I’m pretty taken back by this. I don’t know who all this includes, though I have my ideas who might’ve put it together. For anyone who did contribute, thank you. Sincerely. I really don’t know what else to say right now.