I ran into Gorok yesterday. We were at the Crossroads, I had some free time and decided to take a side trip down to Ratchet. One of the merchants down there has some ancient texts on occasion. It had been some time since I’ve checked with him. I pick up a fair deal of my history knowledge from these types of random sources, but just as often I’ll pick up the makings of a decent story. Merchants often will have some old text that’s written in some form that not many understand, so there isn’t much of a market value in it for them. I have a decent range of translation abilities myself, however, so sometimes the item is useful to me. And Yoxal is quite good at a surprising number of old scripts. (Her abilities there are a whole different story, one that I don’t fully understand.)
Anyway, back to the point of the story. I run into Gorok, a goblin, in Ratchet. Our association goes way back to the time that I was living in the Crossroads full time. Gorok is what I can best describe as a “wanderer”. He goes everywhere seeming to do nothing in particular. He doesn’t seem to be a trader, from what I can tell, I’ve never seen him buy or sell anything. He doesn’t seem to have any allegiance of any sort, he talks about coming from Alliance cities while he’s in Orgrimmar. He has in the past given me information on Alliance activities which turned out to be very true. I’ve always been careful not to tell him too much about what we are up to, thinking his information flow might go both ways.
Now I should say that Goblins I like as a people, although I find them much more mysterious then most do, I think. If you look at the surface they are very profit motivated, and that would seem to account for almost all of their behavior, but I have a deep sense that that a lot more is going on. I can never get to what it is, though.
So Gorok and I exchange greetings, he asks to walk with him, we walk to the south, staying by the water. We talk small talk, what we’ve been doing, how others that we both know are, that kind of thing. We reach a point well away from the village and he sits down and takes off his shoes. I’ve come to recognize this as a sign that what he’s about to say stays between us, although he understands that my group knows what I do. He sits looking at me, I nod in acknowledgement and sit next to him.
“You have all been getting the Alliance’s attention lately” he says calmly.
“We try” I answered, assuming he’s talking about AV and our activities there. He looks at me like I don’t understand.
“The attention of a certain Alliance.”
“Oh” I said, making the connection to what he’s been talking about. ”A madman, no doubt. One who talks much better then he fights, although that describes many, I’m sure.”
“Yes, a madman” he said, looking out at the water. ”But there’s more.” He was quiet for a while, but I figured I didn’t need to ask “what more?”. ”The Alliance leadership uses him to draw you all out.”
“Draw us out?” I ask, not really understanding.
“Mmph” he moaned. ”I guess only seeing you in AV on your terms doesn’t always suit them.” He looked up at me and grinned widely. ”But there’s more.” He waited again for a good solid minute. ”The one you deal with is there to use the Alliance. He’s being used by someone to use the Alliance who is trying to use him.” He’s looking at me with the wide grin again. He picked up a small rock and was now examining it in detail, still with the wide grin.
“I’m not sure I understand.” Goblins often like to talk in cryptic terms, he may have said all he’s going to say and leave it to me to figure out the rest, but I figured it wouldn’t hurt to ask.
He placed the rock back now, turned to look at me, without the grin. ”The one who you’ve dealt with is from Twilight’s Hammer.”
“Twilight’s Hammer? The cult? I haven’t seen them since…”
“Yeah. Nobody has. But they are moving again. ” The grin was now a frown. ”I don’t know what they are up to.” He paused, then continued. ”They have set up a number of fairly high level guilds in the Alliance. No one in the Alliance thinks twice about it because they have a lot of gold coming from somewhere.” He paused again and then looked at me. ”Humans aren’t the brightest bunch if there’s gold or power around” he said, with the big grin back. The grin faded shortly and he continued. ”The humans still have the fantasy of Lorderon coming back and I suspect that the Hammer heads are telling them they can make it happen. You’ve already got one bunch of crazy humans in old Lorderon, they probably figure the more the merrier. Anyway, your group is now somehow in the middle of the thing. Thought you might like to know. That’s all I know.”
I knew that when he said “That’s all I know” that he meant that was all he was going to tell, whether he knew more or not. I wouldn’t get more information from that area from him, but other things he might talk about. ”Twilight’s Hammer, they try to deal with the Old Gods. Have they found something?”
“Don’t know.” he said quickly, put his shoe back on, stood up and started walking back towards the village. I followed in silence, trying to sort out what he had just said. The boat came in from Booty Bay, he said farewell and started running off towards it. He stopped and turned back and said quickly “The Hammer. You might ask the Shen’dralar or Ravenholdt, if they’ll talk to you.” Then he was off onto the boat.
I talked this over with the others in the group, and it’s clear that there are three key pieces of information. First, the Alliance is taking some kind of interest in us, personally. Which makes a little sense, if they are planning future operations in hopes of resurrecting Lorderon. As Nasal said “Who else has been a bigger thorn in their side then us?” Our feeling is that we won’t have a real problem dealing with the Alliance targeting us. They’ll be beating their heads against a wall.
The second piece of information is Twilight’s Hammer being on the move and dealing with the Alliance. Twilight’s Hammer I know first hand has a massive research operation concerning the Old Gods. If they’ve found something, like using an Old God power, it could be a very dangerous situation. If they are simply becoming part of the Alliance, that is dangerous, but not so bad.
The third piece of information is that the Shen’dralar and Ravenholdt might have information about, or some connection to Twilight’s Hammer. Those are two of the factions that DR had asked us to undertake operations to assist, saying that they might need access to certain texts that they have for undeath research. Now it seems like they might be somehow related to unfolding events, and we are there, so to speak.
There is on other odd thing. When I was giving the account of the conversation to the others in the group, Pranista became silent at the point that I mention Twilight’s Hammer and has said little since, but has had a look of deep thought on her face. She is a seer, and often times she’s this way when things are unfolding to her. Time will tell, I guess.
—Tysk