dear_mun | Player is getting caught up on canon, and is now letting the troll vent a little.

[He just stands there, expression about as blank as can be for a good minute before he takes a deep breath. And then he lets it out, smacking his lips to make a loud pop.]

Well, I tol' dem. I tol' er'ry body in de church, in de guild, in de tribe. He was gonna fuck it up. I felt like de only one who remember where dat...lil'... [He mutters in troll.]

I remember, where we found him. I had hope, at leas' dat he would simply go cryin' back to Outland when it all fell on his head.

No one listen tho'. No, Uzi, dey say. He gonna be betta den his papa. Didn' work out did it?

[His tone has been getting rougher the whole time, angrier, and his words are slurring over his tusks for a minute...but he calms down. Another deep breath, another pop of his lips.]

But...we late to de party, ain' we? Joo couldn' afford it all dese years. Ain't no'ting ol' Uzi can do to help fix it. Jus' sit an scream I tol' joo so at anyone who cross me path.

It frustratin' child. Joo undastand me? ...good, find me daughter, lemme hol' her in me arms an' tink dat all dat need ta matter.

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[Maugris has no idea what this guy is, but he smiles humorlessly and nods.]

Yeah, I can understand what that's like. The part about people not listening, anyway.

It be hard, bein' de only sane mon, ya?

[He smiles back, with just as little humor...though with his tusks and teeth it may look a little frightening. He really never means any outright malice though.]

I say a bwa ain' fit fo dat kinda position, what do I know? I jus' an ol' troll, silly lil' hunta who ain' got no need ta go far in life...so I don' know no'ting!

[He doesn't look all that scared. Though that may be because the tusks are in the mouth of someone who's commiserating.]

Trust me, doesn't go much better when you're actually in charge, either. Hard to delegate when half your guys go off and do the exact opposite of what you want.

Oh, ol' Uziriaa, he helped his boss a few times. He know de score wit some o' dem children. Jus' cuz I don' wanna be in charge, don' me people don' put me in charge.

[He gives a soft huff.]

Sometimes I tink dere ignorance be willful.

Could be. Mine seemed to think they were protecting me by doing dirty work that needs done. I didn't think it needed done at all, and even if it did, it certainly wasn't then.

[He has a sneaking suspicion this guy is probably older than him - though he doesn't really know how old is "old" for a... troll? Then again, he's pretty young for a vampire.]

But either way. Just out of curiosity, what's this guy's problem that they went and put in charge?

[He is older, for a troll, but not as old as he's trying to pass himself off as. Late in midlife, definitely over the hill. But he's nowhere near elderly yet.

The troll takes a moment to answer. Trying to put together exactly the right words.]

I only know if an' his papa, but I half expect dat de whole Hellscream bloodline got a hard time makin' propa choices when it comes to...to keepin' dere ambitions as warriors in check. I tink as simply a warrior, maybe a general, de bwa woulda done fine...as de Warchief...de big boss and king ta betta explain it, he ain' smart. He isolate othas, turn his back on ol' allies, an' almost destroy de world we build up for ourselves.

[Maugris has no idea how to judge troll ages, so he's probably safe there.

He makes a face as he listens to the explanation.]

Sounds like a lovely guy. So in less polite words, is he paranoid or just really bad at diplomacy?

[His own facility for that comes and goes, but at least he tries.]

I'd say both...if I weren' tryin' to be nice in difference to de Warchief who came befo' him. Now dere be a great mon.

[He just really misses Thrall okay?!]

But ya, blood thirsteh, an' joo eitha fo' or again' him.

Not a great mentality for someone expected to lead anything but a charge, no. I'm going to go ahead and guess that the previous Warchief didn't have a lot of influence in picking his successor, then?

I...wanna say it mo' a lack of foresigh'. Thrall was great, an' in many ways wise. Garrosh was a powerful warrior, and successful in his leadership... fo' de mos' part. But Thrall was also closer den a brotha wit' Garrosh's papa. I tink it blind him to tings dat need to be worked out, an' de urgency o' de tings Thrall needed ta do...mean he don' get much a chance to try trainin' da bwa betta.

[His eyes dart to the side. Once again he's wording things nicely in difference to Thrall.]

Yeah, I can see how that would make it easy for problems to slip through the cracks. If he had to come up with his successor in a hurry... I can see him hoping that the responsibility and his advisers would straighten him out.

Aye mon. But de problem was, de bwa no listen to advice! "I Warchief!" he say, "I be absolute!".

[He laughs with little humor.] Hope we finally set all tings right soon. I tired mon.

I don't blame you. Dealing with guys like that is awful.

They don't last forever, though. Sooner or later there'll be another new Warchief and you'll have a chance to fix things.

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