It's very nice of the goblins to run a charity zeppelin line all the way out to Thunderbluff. It's even nicer, (And somewhat suspect) that they don't charge for it. But would it kill them to strap 6 or 7 of those stupid rockets to the blasted thing? If you, oh say, miss the first one because 3 blood elf males asked if they could fix your hair and blocked your path, and murder is actually a crime in Orgrimmar...
Well, I stood at the top of that stupid tower for about three hours while the "very nice young lady" Goblin in charge of docking the zeppelin asked me the usual questions. You know the type. "Do Death Knights eat?" "What do Death Knights eat?" "Do you ever get cold?" "Why don't you see a priest about all of that unholiness?"
After the first hour it was all I could do to not pick her up and strangulate her then dump her off the tower. Hellscream may be brash, but treating Goblins like 2nd class citizens is spot on if they
're all as "delightful" as that specimen.
Once I arrived in beautiful Thunderbluff at least five Taurens wearing Night-Elf masks made of bark and light knows what else accosted me and insisted on "serenading me" with a ballad from some creep in the Undercity who I am beginning to suspect is stalking me. He may be a rogue.
I can't wait to go to Outlands and leave all these spineless morons behind.
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