How I Spent My Winter Vacation,
by Scalp the Orc
This is me wandering around Durotar. Dahboo?
This is me and Gangli.
My first vacation to Ogrimarr.
Fighting a raptor thing. I did all the work.
More Durotar. Honestly, it's a crappy country. I'm never
going back, except on christmas and easter.
Where the warriors hang out. Loctar!
Here I'm fighting some sort of centaur thing. It was easy to kill.
Dancing in the streets.
Running out of Durotar as fast as possible.
Look, grass! I had never seen grass before.
Zug-zug. I'm an orc, what do you expect?
I do a lot of running. A lot.
Flying is better.
Look! A zeebra, I mean zhevra. Zehvras have horns and have
more hit points.
Again, I had to sneak a photo. Makes one want to dabble in
the demonic arts.
The people you meet!
Creepy place. North Barrons, I think.
Really creepy place. I turned around and went somewhere safer
More flying. It's the only way to travel. Unless you want to
go to some podunk town like Rachet. Then you have to walk.
The thing I like the most about being an Orc is killing
things. Here I'm after a Lion and a dino thing.
By the river.
Some kind of battle going on. I wisely avoided the front
line. Why can't we all just get along?
Drinking alone in the corner of a pub. Yes it is every day
Flying back from-or-to Thunder Bluff.
I'm King of the mountain. Zug-zug.
Again with the deadness. Dabooo.
I killed a lot of those raptor things.
Sitting down for a spell.
Rachet at sundown.
The moon. I need a telescope. I wonder if I can buy those at the