[RP-PvP] Being Trolled!

Being Trolled!

There we were, just sitting and eating sausages when all of a sudden…
Trolls and orcs arrive from the sea in their savage canoes and set up a tent! A tent that rivals our own lovely purple tent! Madness. A grave insult. Scared for our lives, and the safety of our freshly bought sausages and booze- we fought as best we could. It went back and forth a few times. But separating a Brave from their sausages is something that simply does not happen! … Well, not while they’re sober anyway. Regardless, after some savage fighting that left everyone limping and possibly missing an ear or nose, Chief Rinoi offered to share the sausages in a bid for peace. Unfortunately the bad blood between Alliance and Horde still ran too deep. The trolls and orcs retreated out into the wilds, and the Band returned to their camp- often looking over their shoulder, seeing sneaky trolls in every shadow that surrounded them in the darkness of the night.

Another fight is sure to come soon, no doubt…