MAYFIELD REUNION

[omg_thrall]

This is not my home. The boys are not here.

[A huge orc is leaning against a table, checking it as he rests Doomhammer on his side.] How curious. This must be the "Equestria" I heard about a long time ago.

If anyone can hear my voice, I request aid! My name is Go'el.

There are many others from Mayfield who have arrived. [And he gestured to many others who were milling around.]

(ooc: mingle log! Try not to murder my inbox like that won't happen)

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[omg_thrall]

Paw'don. It seems that you are further ahead in the timeframe than I am. I was taken shortly after the battle of Wyrmrest.

[farseer_alastirra]

Ohhh. Oh, my. Well. We have found Pandaria, and a good number of both Horde and Alliance are exploring that land. It has its dangers, of course, but Pandaren are good people.

[You can tell him the good stuff, Alastirra. Just...omit the stuff about Garrosh. You know Go'el would be so disappointed. More disappointed, even. News from Orgrimmar was not so sparse after all.]

And it is so pretty there! It reminds me of Terrokar, when it was...bigger. You know. Except more green.

[omg_thrall]

I have heard good things about Chen Stormstout from Rexxar. It is good to hear that his people are so welcoming.

[Of course you can, just yeah, keep it under the lid about Garrosh.]

Terrokar. Mmm, yes, I can understand that. It would be quite the place to see. I wish I could see it for myself.

[farseer_alastirra]

Terrokar, or Pandaria? I cannot think that you cannot simply go there--though by then you may have duties at home, I understand.

Still, there are some places that are seas of calm, even in Pandaria. Places you could go and take someone you care about.

[Probably there's a hint of wistfulness in the Draenei's expression, but she certainly seems cheerful enough as she relays this information.]

[omg_thrall]

Ah, Pandaria. But yes, you have a point. I was pulled away at a critical time, and haven't seen my world since then. It is a shame, but ultimately something I do not regret. I love my sons, and would do anything for them.

[farseer_alastirra]

I would truly expect no less from you, Go'el. First, the entire Horde became your family, and then, your feet found other paths. But still, you care.

[Yeaaah that would be why she doesn't want to mention Garrosh. Wouldn't that throw him into a rage. And he could do nothing about it. How unfair life is, sometimes...]

Well, perhaps you should tell me what your sons look like, and if I see them, I will tell them their father is here?

[omg_thrall]

I seem to gather family wherever I go. It seems to be a trend. Thank you

[He nodded with a smile.] My son Picky is taller, but slender. My son Pokey is more husky but he is growing strong. Both are young blonde human children, but they are my sons.

[farseer_alastirra]

Oh, Go'el, I cannot think that you of all Orcs would let one's race blind you. You tried to teach the Horde better, after all. [It was just a pity that most of them wouldn't listen. But stubbornness is a sticking point with many of Azeroth's people. The Draenei included!]

If I see them, I shall be sure to contact you using the device we have been given! I should think they would not fear me. [Despite the, y'know, seven foot tall purple goat-woman thing.]

[omg_thrall]

[Go'el laughed deeply, nodding as well.] Of course, it is something that I wish for all races.

And good good, I would not expect anything better.