Spazzle Speaks: Dead End
I’ll be honest. I don’t really know what I thought I was going to do when I rushed offline last time. The fact of the matter is, there’s not much for me to do. Mokvar’s recall totem, the one he left with me for safekeeping when he left for who knows where, went inactive. The pulsing green glow that marks the bond between the elemental spirits and Mokvar’s flickered out. The only reason that would happen to a shaman’s recall totem is if that spirit link were broken – in other words, if the shaman were dead. And other than my knowing that, there isn’t much for me to do. If I weren’t a shaman myself – even the mediocre one that I am – I wouldn’t even know that much.
Who knows, maybe that’s why Mokvar really decided to leave his totem with me rather than Ji or somebody else: because as a shaman, I would know what it meant if the totem ever went dead. Maybe he knew he was going somewhere dangerous chasing that warlock council, and he wanted there to be someone who would know if he weren’t coming back.
Ji’s not ready to give up hope yet. I can’t really blame him, but then again, he doesn’t really understand shamanism. I considered taking a trip to the Echo Isles to see if Thrall could do anything, but then I realized that it would be pretty hard to explain any of this to Thrall without telling him most of it. And if this really is the end for Mokvar, I don’t want to honor his memory by tarnishing it in Thrall’s eyes, considering how indebted Mokvar felt to him for giving him safe haven in Orgrimmar all those years ago. Besides, I need to be careful about too many people besides Ji and me learning too much about what’s been going on.
That is, other than anybody who might happen to be reading this blog.
Funny that hasn’t bitten any of us in the keister so far. Huh.