Thralls Balls.

I’ve now run the Iron Vanguard “World Event” questline three times. I’ll probably be doing it twice more. Maybe I’ll take my time during the final run, but until that point I just want to tear through it. I’ve never been one to read the quests. Generally speaking, I just don’t care that much. My apathy must frustrate the questgivers after awhile.

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Thrall: The Iron –

Okay, got it.

Where are you – Oh. You’re back. Good, I guess.

Yeah, I blew up tanks and killed some pale orcs. I dig their armor. Very Punisher-esque.

Why would you dig – nevermind. It is time to – wait! Now where are you going?

Something something executioners, blah blah battle plans.

No that isn’t –

Can’t talk! Running!

… does no one read quest text anymore? Oh look. You’re back. And so quickly.

I am. Here, this is for you. Battle plans, and some weapons or something.

Or something? Do you even know what you –

Yeah whatever. I planted flags in Nethergarde too.

But that isn’t even –

I’ll go deal with the Ogres now. Like, right now. As in I’m already done. Poisoned their food, killed a bunch that were standing around too.

How very heroic of you.

I know, right? Should I go talk to Vol’jin now?

Are you even going to talk and there he goes.

Orgrimmar portal surfing!

Greetings mon. You been busy I see.

I get paid by the quest, not by the hour. I’m here to knock this thing out faster than Damacio Page took out Brian Hall.

I don’ know ‘ow you did dat but –

Thanks for the Iron Ball pet-thing. Yoink!

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Rinse and repeat.