Clementure's Quest Journal (Level 28 Warlock)

World of Warcraft, Terenas Server, The Wetlands

Gobstomper and I quickly made our way through the Wetlands. I prefer to avoid needless confrontation, but my companion seeks out enemies to vanquish. As we ran, and between cutting down over-eager murlocks, alligators, and raptors, he explained our mission.

A certain Longbraid the Grim, a dwarven commander of some repute, had a problem. The treacherous Dark Iron dwarves had banded together in a compound deep in the Wetlands. Longbraid wanted the Dark Iron dwarves leader, Balgaras the Foul, captured or killed. Preferably killed.

This explained much about my companions desire to perform this task. No self-respecting dwarf will ever tolerate the presence of the cowardly, treacherous Dark Iron Dwarves. So with the opportunity to attack his hated enemies combined with the gold to be earned, Gobstomper found the opportunity too good to resist. With the powerful magics of yours truly, Clementure the Gnome Warlock, Gobstomper was ready to go.

At the barricades that Longbraid had set up, we met the adventurers Gobstomper had recruited for this adventure. (Just getting to the barricades through the legion of raptors and oozes roaming the Wetlands is a story unto itself.) A priest, a hunter, and a warrior had also answered the lure of loot and gold.
With our strategies agreed upon, and our weapons and magics at the ready, we attacked!

Unfortunately, we had more enthusiasm than power. Our first foray through the opening of the compound was met with a decisive repulsion. The four buildings of the fenced compound spread out on the hills in front of us, and from each building poured those dastardly Dark Iron Dwarves.

I'll have to be honest and admit it; they were tough, implacable foes. With their axes pounding against the paladin and warrior, there were enough of them to break past and attack the priest and myself.

This gnome wasn't meant to stand on the front lines, going toe to toe with a maniacal axe-swinging villain. I function best when I can sew destruction and defeat among my foes from afar. We were forced to retreat and regroup. Our second strategy met with more success.

We swerved to the east on our second foray, drawing the attention of far fewer of the Dark Iron Dwarves. And in smaller amounts, we were able to handle the desperados. Finally, cutting down foe after foe, we stormed the building where that shame to the name of Warlock, Balgaras the Foul, was lurking.

Little did we know how bitter our regret would be…