Previously, on Alas, Gilneas!...
season 3, episode 1
"Hungering for Desolation"
As the trio gathered in Ironforge to satisfy Lynnie's hunger, a Kal'dorei messenger from Darnassus arrived with an ominous, and rather threatening, letter requesting the aid of our furry friends to find missing relics in a land called, Desolace.
Accompanying the letter was a Worgen Hunter named Desmond Finch, a rather imposing figure who had maps of the region and was tasked by Darnassus to be their guide for the journey. Of course Jake was excited about the prospect of leaving the cavernous city of the Dwarves, while Lynnie and Percy were somewhat suspicious - especially when there was no mention of PAY for the four to make the journey.
However, with some spiced bread in Lynnie's bottomless stomach, and Finch's announcement of being paid in gold, the mood changed dramatically, and in moments, the furry four were marching toward the tram to Stormwind - led by the newcomer, Finch.
As Jake and Lynnie discussed what sort of food could be purchased with gold coins, and how Desolace was lined with gold, another Gilnean overheard the discussion and asked if he could tag along. Armoured in heavy mail, and carrying a sharp, large sword over his shoulder, Jake immediately welcomed the man to join them, drawing the ire of both Percy and Lynnie.
Introductions were made, and the furry four suddenly became five, as Maxwell Norton, explorer and mercenary joined them on the tram to Stormwind, the boat to Darnassus and the flight to Lor'danel on Darkshore.
After Percy & Lynnie secured a payment contract from the Elves, they found a flight to Darkshore and joined Jake, FInch and Maxwell, who were discussing the map and where it led. It was then that Jake announced that he had invited Maxwell to join them on the journey to Desolace.
Though clearly not pleased, Percy and Lynnie 'welcomed' the Gilnean and, in moments, the group was galloping on all fours toward Ashenvale.
The first river crossing created a bit of a conundrum, as Jake followed Finch up the broken cliff and leaped across the water - landing upon the opposite shore, where the road picked up once more. Maxwell was right behind, landing on the road with ease.
However, all was not well, as Percy and Lynnie were nowhere to be seen. Concerned for his friends, Jake called out their names, running up and down the shore and looking into the water, as past memory bubbled to the surface - fearing the pair had been swept away by the rushing rapids.
It was Maxwell that saw them first, telling Jake that the others were up the road and safe from the raging river. Asking how they got there, Finch pointed out that the pair should have followed their guide, to which Lynnie replied that Jake should be following Percy, as they remembered that crossing via the lake was much easier.
However, it was Finch that took the lead, showing our furry friends the finest methods of crossing the following set of streams, bounding easily through the air - clearing the water with ease.
After running for what seemed like hours, the group arrived in Ashenvale, and stopped at an outpost for a quick breather. Finch, slightly annoyed at the lack of stamina from the group, merely hung back and watched as the others panted from the effort of running. Months of brewfest and faires had taken it's toll on the Worgen, leaving them slightly out of shape and breathless from the dash through Darkshire.
There was little time to rest, though, as the Sentinel guarding the outpost proclaimed that a Horde force was just over the rise, and would attack if nothing was done. Preemption was the key, she said, and asked the group to make the move. Another Elf, A Cenarion Ambassador, requested that the group gather leaves from a plant that grew where the Horde were staging, that it would save the life of a little girl in Astranaar.
Leery about helping, Percy asked Finch where Astranaar was in relation to their journey. When the guide pointed out that it was on their route, the group decided to help the little girl, though avoid the Horde if at all possible. When the mention of payment arose, Jake boldly walked forward and asked, quite bluntly, who much they would be paid to help the little girl.
Which earned Jake a round of admonishment from the group, even Maxwell the Mercenary seemed taken aback at Jake's impoliteness.
As the group discussed possibilities, A forsaken appeared on a flaming horse - trotting onto the path to the outpost and dismounting in a show of bravado. While Jake yelled, RUN, the others unsheathed their weapons, and when the heavily armed Forsaken summoned his demon, the group attacked.
For a moment, it looked like the Forsaken would be the victor, as fire rained from the sky at his request and his demon attacked with wild abandon. But the tide quickly turned, and the Gilneans beat the monster back, forcing it to sacrifice it's demon to save it's own skin.
To no avail, as arrows, swords and spells pounded into the brave Forsaken, sending the walking dead running into the forest, where it finally fell to the furry five's fury.
Enraged at the audacity of the Forsaken, Percy called the charge, and with a cry for Gilneas, led the group in the preemptive strike against the Horde of which they had initially tried to avoid. It was over before they knew it, as the Horde (Forsaken, as they soon discovered) were poorly matched, and quickly died under the fierce, Worgen assault.
The forest fell quiet as the last of the Horde forces dropped under a final slash by Maxwell's giant blade. Lynnie shivered from the cold, noting that the sky was darkening and night falling on the mysterious Elven forest. So, after gathering their plants for the sick child, the Gilneans raced back to the outpost and told tales of their great deeds.
Impressed, the Cenarion Ambassador asked them to ride onward to the next outpost, where another Cenarion would know what to do with the plants. Complaining about the cold, Lynnie agreed to go forward, so long as there was food at the end of the sort run.
Guided by Finch, once more the Gilnean's ran - this time toward Maestra's Post, where food and rest would be waiting.
Imagine their surprise, when they topped the hill and ran right into a massive military assault on the very post they planned to rest. Urging the group into the protective cover of the lodge, Percy led the group toward the only building not burning, dodging exploding catapult shots along the way.
Panting from fear, fire and foe, the group gathered inside the lodge and stared in horror at the scene unfolding outside. If they had any hope of rest, it was quickly put to bed, as the horrific bellows of the Horde general sent shivers racing through their hearts - casting doubt over the decision to ever leave Ironforge...
Will the furry five survive the fight for Maestra's Post, and live to see another day? Will the original trio finally welcome Finch and Maxwell into their fabulous, furry family? Will Lynnie's stomach ever be filled, or is it destined to be forever a bottomless pit?
Stay tuned, as these questions and more may be answered on next week's episode of...
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