Monday mailbag

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Remind me not to do the Greatfather Winter thing for the orphanage again.  First of all, nobody tells you how damn uncomfortable that getup is.  Seriously, would it have killed them to find some material to make it from that DIDN’T feel like sandpaper?  And meanwhile…okay, some of the kids were fine.  A lot of them are pretty cute, and I suppose I should be generous what with it being the holidays, and their being orphans, and the fact that a pretty good chunk of them even got to be orphans in the first place because of battles I sent their parents off to fight in, but still!  OMG the SCREAMING from some of these brats!  On and on and on with the screaming and the screeching, and there were two of them who really took the cake, I don’t think they ever stopped going the whole time, till eventually I started calling them Dontrag and Utvoch Jrs. in my head.

Anyway, that’s done, so hopefully it will get Eitrigg off my back about his community service kick for a while.

Now for the mail.  Just one letter this time, but it’s a doozy.

 

To Garrosh Hellscream, Warchief of the Horde:

I wish to congratulate you on behalf of everyone at D.E.H.T.A. on your recent embrace of a healthier – and far more ethical – lifestyle.  I admit, I had nearly given you up as a lost cause, so imagine my surprise and delight upon being informed that you have seen the error of your ways and publicly committed to eliminating meat from your diet!  We at D.E.H.T.A. are all very proud of you.

To show our support of your decision, we have compiled a care package (which you shall find on the kodo caravan accompanying this letter).  It’s nothing too extravagant, just a selection of delicious fruits, vegetables, nuts and legumes from every region in Azeroth, a sampler of 25 different types of tofu, as well as several cases of exotic spices.  To further assist you I have also enclosed a complimentary autographed copy of my (now sadly out of print) cookbook Sustenance Without Suffering – 519 Delectable Vegan Recipes Guaranteed to Tickle Your Tongue While Soothing Your Conscience, as well as my (likewise out of print) companion guide From the Field to Your Face – The Complete Buyer’s Guide to Azerothian Agriculture Including Detailed Information About What to Buy, When to Buy it, and From Whom.  (Unfortunately I haven’t had a chance to update the second book post-Cataclysm, so be careful about ordering produce from non-existent locations.)

In addition, we would like to grudgingly commend you for your various initiatives to improve the lot of the poor enslaved Wyvern taxis in your service.  Although true emancipation remains elusive, (and we will never be satisfied until it has been attained!), we have noticed that working conditions are better and rest breaks are more frequent.  Most notably, Mortimer appears content to remain in your service and assures us that your treatment of him has vastly improved.  (We remain skeptical on this point, but there is no arguing with him.  Seriously.  His claws are sharp!)

Finally, I would like to personally extend a metaphorical olive branch and issue an invitation for you to join D.E.H.T.A. for brunch in the Borean Tundra at your convenience.  We have many other agenda items regarding the care of Azeroth’s most vulnerable citizens (the animals) which we would like to discuss with you.  Also, certain rare edible lichens are just coming into season, but sadly they do not ship very well and we could not include them in your care package.  I promise it will be a taste experience you will not soon forget.

Sincerely,

Arch Druid Lathorius, D.E.H.T.A.

Hoo boy.

Okay, so first of all, let me tell you, when he says he’s sending a “care package” of fruits and vegetables and shit, he’s totally downplaying the fucking VOLUME of stuff.  Notice how he slipped in that little mention of a kodo caravan in parentheses there, like it was just a side note?  Yeah.  You would not BELIEVE the size of this fucking caravan.  They started marching on into Orgrimmar, and by the time the chain of them had gotten from the front gate up to Grommash Hold, and started circling around, they weren’t even halfway done.  Eventually while I was watching them come in, I started looking around in the sky for fucking Nozdormu, because I thought there HAD to be some kind of time-loop gag going on.  I swear, the last two kodos in the line probably met for the first time when they were first setting up the caravan, and in the time it took all of them to march into town, those last two kodos got married, had two kids, raised them, sent them to college, welcomed them back, and hooked them up in the family business of carrying fucking arugula to Garrosh, before retiring and wandering off to find the Kodo Graveyard.  THAT FUCKING BIG OF A CARAVAN.

I seriously don’t know what I’m going to do with all this shit.  I’m looking around the war room right now and it looks like a fucking farmer’s market.  The only good thing to come out of this is that now, FINALLY, I have something new to keep Marogg busy with.  I’m having him come in and just go to town, and with any luck he’ll be able to crank out a bunch of new recipes to put on sale, so maybe those Orgrimmar cooking awards might finally be worth something again.  (And I’m going to be WATCHING your ass this time, stupid meddling recipe-stealing tree!)

Of course, none of this even TOUCHES the fact that Lather-on-us has some really…um…iffy reading skills.  If you look back at the mailbag he’s apparently referring to, the letter from Jaina…um…yeah.  Dude needs to train up [Sarcasm Detection], because…

Hold on.  You know what, forget it.  I’m not going to straighten him out.  If he thinks I’ve gone all granola-crunchy, maybe he’ll be a little less of a headache.  No more of the stupid protests and letter-writing campaigns (by the by, when he gets on one of those, let me tell you, that’s a whole OTHER kodo caravan delivering all the other latters…although it’s also kind of sad when you actually look at the letters and it only really looks like there are like four different people’s handwriting, so…).  So yeah.  Let me just let the baby have his bottle, maybe go up to Northrend some weekend and choke down a salad, and make my life a little easier, at least until he figures out what a fucking idiot he is.

 

So, one last mail-related note before we finish up here.  A couple weeks ago I mentioned in a post about Magatha Grimtotem that I had once written to her and explained part of the reason I was (still am) so enraged over her meddling with my duel with Cairne.  I’ve gotten a couple passing inquiries about that, so I thought people might want a peek at what I’d said.  This was the letter I sent her shortly after the duel – she and her Grimtotem stooges were trying to stage a takeover in Thunder Bluff, and for some asinine reason she actually thought I would be GRATEFUL to her for robbing me of my honor, and wrote to me asking for help against Baine’s forces.  And so:

 

Unto Elder Crone Magatha of the Grimtotem,
Acting Warchief of the Horde, Garrosh Hellscream,
Sends his most sincere wishes for a slow and painful death.

It has come to my attention that you have deprived me of a rightful kill.  Cairne Bloodhoof was a hero to the Horde and an honorable member of a usually honorable race.  It is with disgust and anger that I discover you have caused me to bring about his death through accidental treachery.

Such tactics may work well for your renegade, honorless tribe and Alliance scum, but I despise them.  It was my wish to fight Cairne fairly, and win or lose by my own skill or lack of it.  Now I shall never know, and the cry of traitor will dog my steps until such time as I can sport your head on a pike and point to you as the real traitor.

So…no.  I will not be sending any truehearted orcs to fight alongside your treacherous, belly-crawling tribe.  Your victory or your defeat is in the hands of your Earth Mother now.  Either way, I look forward to hearing of your demise.

You are on your own, Magatha, as friendless and disliked as you have ever been.  Perhaps more.  Enjoy your loneliness.

 

So there you have it.

Anyway, we’ll be getting back to business this week.  Mokvar’s got the transcript from Skarr’s interrogation written up, so I’ll be posting that for you all tomorrow, and we’ll have plenty to do this week in the aftermath.

Meanwhile, Mortimer’s still nursing a few injuries from his fight with the Razza last week, so he’s resting upstairs in his pen, and if you’ll excuse me I’m going to go heat up some soup for the furball.  More soon.

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