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text=My Lord,
text=
text=War is upon us. Doom harkens from our doorstep.
text=
text=As Magistrate of the township of Lakeshire it is my duty to report the recent Military activity that has taken place in His Majesty's Easternmost colony.
text=
text=Contained within these pages you will find an account of the State of Lakeshire, nestled within the Redridge Mountains.
text=
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text=The loss of Stonewatch Keep was very grave. In previous reports I detailed for you the alliance between the Blackrock Clan of Orcs and the Warlock known as Morganth. The Blackrock Orcs fought with horrific savagery, undoubtedly fueled by the evil magic of Morganth. Many of His Majesty's most valiant soldiers perished trying to defend the Keep but ultimately nothing could be done.
text=
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text=Oddly enough, Morganth turned on his Orcish cohorts shortly after their wretched victory. The Warlock constructed an arcane tower in the Northeast, and has used his powers to build a small army of Shadowhide Gnolls to serve his malicious biddings. Both Orc and Man have fallen victim to the viscous brutes that serve the Warlock. As to what betrayal took place between Morganth and Gath'Ilzogg, the Blackrock Warlord, one can only speculate at this point.
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text=To our peril, the foul Orcs seem more concerned with the demise of His Majesty's good citizens. In the last fortnight the Blackrock Clan staged a ruthless offensive on Lakeshire. Many brave men lost their lives that grim day. The Orc forces advanced with such speed and fury that the bridge spanning Everstill was brought to ruin. Our war supplies have greatly dwindled. We lack bandages to mend the wounds of the fallen.
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text=Now I ask of His Majesty to support the good people of Lakeshire in this time of need. We are in need of new soldiers to defend the territory as well as new instruments of war to replace those lost on the battlefield. Food and building supplies run low as well. Please, my Lord, help us keep the final bastion between Man and wretched Orc thriving. The Enemy must be kept out of the Kingdom of Stormwind.
text=
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text=I fear a greater and darker evil brewing in the cauldron of corruption that the Northlands have become. It is imperative that the Kingdom of Stormwind take action lest we seek to become fading memories to the living or slaves to the Enemy.
text=
text=Signed,
text=
text=Magistrate Solomon
text=Township of Lakeshire
text=Kingdom of Stormwind
text=
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text=Honorable Magistrate Solomon:
text=
text=I mourn alongside with you for the dead. I shall see to it personally that the King is made aware of the situation and it is my fondest hope that I can bring reinforcements to Lakeshire. His Majesty has been scarce of late and acts rather oddly. I share this with you in confidence.
text=
text=Until then,
text=
text=General Marcus Jonathan
text=Kingdom of Stormwind
text=
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text=Stoutmantle --
text=
text=Some nerve sending a total stranger to discuss the Defias gang. Once you saved my life and now you put it in great peril.
text=
text=But I owe you. The Defias Brotherhood is larger than you think. Every mine from Westfall to Elwynn Forest is under their control. Kobolds and Gnolls have been enlisted to do their dirty work. They have goblins crafting metal monsters to place in the Westfall fields to prey on the superstitions of the local residents.
text=
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text=They have a vast underground network built. Bigger than you know, Stoutmantle. From Booty Bay right to Stormwind Keep. You may be a brave Paladin but you are a fool if you think you can shut them down. They are working on a weapon of mass destruction. After all, if there's one thing Stonemasons know, it's how to build big. You didn't think this was about pumpkin farms and vineyards, now did you? I repaid your favor. Now leave me be!
text=
text=--W
text=
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text=Blacknails--
text=
text=The Sea awaits us. We need your supplies from the North. Strip everything: every railroad pike, every waterbucket. We need metal. A shipment is due from BB but long overdue. Come through for me, Blacknails. Send your supplies directly to the "barn" this time. No time to squander.
text=
text=--VanCleef
text=
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text=Lord Stoutmantle --
text=
text=The Township of Lakeshire humbly requests the aid of your Militia. As I write this, we find ourselves under siege from both the Blackrock Orcs and Morganth's Shadowhide Gnolls. I would not send bidding if our situation was not severe. We await aid from Stormwind but until such help arrives, I beg of you to lend support. Once the Kingdom is breeched, all of Humanity is in peril.
text=
text=Magistrate Solomon
text=
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text=Your Honor--
text=
text=I regret to inform you that the Night Watch is unable to leave its post in Darkshire at this time. Perhaps you were unaware that Stormwind no longer provides military support in this region. The Night Watch has been formed and trained entirely by the people of the forest in order to defend Darkshire in Stormwind's absence. Without the Watch, the town would fall. I wish you luck with your plight.
text=
text=--Lord Ello Ebonlocke
text=
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text=This is a deed to an expanse of land within the region of Westfall. It entitles the persons below with ownership rights of the designated area, as well as all items produced and any structures built within its borders.
text=
text=The document is signed by:
text=
text= Theodore Furlbrow
text= Verna Furlbrow
text=
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text=[The words below were quickly scrawled on the back of the deed]
text=
text=We leaned on Furlbrow and got his deed. Thought it might be handy if you wanted to forge one of these for your own place. The Furlbrows won't give us trouble. Last I saw them they were on their way out of Westfall, stuck with a broken wagon.
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text=A Moon over the Vale shines
text=Casting its glow upon the jungle
text=Where proud Warriors heed the call
text=To defend our Nation and sacred grounds.
text=
text=A Moon over the Vale shines
text=Far above the cries of battle
text=Where blood is spilled
text=Of foe and comrade alike.
text=
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text=And when our brethren pass
text=Into realms beyond the known
text=The soul-spirit hardens
text=Deep beneath the Vale.
text=
text=And when our brethren pass
text=Into the Mountain's Temple
text=We shall protect their eternal spirit
text=Encased within the holy blue crystal.
text=
text=And when our brethren pass
text=A Moon over the Vale shines.
text=
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text=By moon and fire,
text=By flesh and bone,
text=Scribed in blood,
text=Carved in stone.
text=
text=Leave this place
text=Or meet your doom
text=Death stands guard
text=Over the Emperor's Tomb.
text=
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text=Master Carevin,
text=
text=The bearer of this note has shown $g himself : herself
text=
text=I would thereby suggest that you give this warrior of the Light further duties--perhaps to investigate some of the townsfolk that are under suspicion of succor to the enemies of the Light.
text=
text=Yours faithfully,
text=Calor
text=
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text=The terror of these past few weeks is almost more than I can bear
text=
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text=DAY ONE
text=
text=The apprentice and I have arrived in Coldridge Valley today. The trip through the cave was mostly uneventful. We made camp a good distance away from the cave we're told the trolls have gathered in.
text=
text=DAY TWO
text=
text=Bloody wolf howling almost kept me up all night.
text=
text=I will have new wolfhide clothing in a few days.
text=
text=The lad got tangled up with a trogg today, put up a fight, and
text=
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text=This Armor Marker is good for one piece of leather or cloth armor, redeemable at the Timberlain household within the Eastvale Logging Camp.
text=
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text=Below is the process and schedule of Defias gold collection from the mines of Elwynn to our headquarters in Westfall.
text=
text=Collection Schedule:
text=
text=Sunday: 12:30pm
text=Wednesday: 12:30pm
text=
text=By each specified day, gold gained from the Elwynn mines will be gathered at the Brackwell pumpkin patch. The agent in charge of these gatherings, "The Collector," will be known by the engraved ring he possesses. A ring I gave him.
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text=managed to get the better of the ugly brute, but he's now nursing a nasty cut on his arm. Looks like I'll have to do the chores for a while.
text=
text=DAY THREE
text=
text=Cold. Snowed a bit around noon.
text=
text=DAY FOUR
text=
text=The lad was back and in good spirits today, so we took our first look at the trolls. Frostmane, I'd say, judging by the markings on their skin and the various trinkets they wore on their bodies.
text=
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text=DAY FIVE
text=
text=Had the lad watch over the camp and I snuck over to the cave and took a look around. The trolls' numbers are somewhat troublesome. The Mountaineers might have to be summoned in force if the cave is to be cleared of the troll infestation.
text=
text=I realize I have not mentioned the troggs of late. They appear in the area in greater numbers, but they are so primitive that they do not pose much of a threat. Time may say if this is true or not.
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text=And not a drop of ale for almost a week now.
text=
text=DAY SIX
text=
text=Cold again. Snows. Trolls. No ale.
text=
text=DAY SEVEN
text=
text=Snow below so white,
text=Sky above so blue,
text=Wolves will howl the night,
text=Not a drop of brew.
text=
text=DAY EIGHT
text=
text=The trolls are perhaps not as large a problem as we initially thought. They have some
text=
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text=numbers but are not well armed or organized. A small show of force should be more than adequate in dealing with the threat they pose.
text=
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text=My Journal
text=
text=The terror of these past few weeks is almost more than I can bear
text=
text=I began a journal before this one, but it remains in a place to which I cannot return. So I will start afresh. But this time, I will start from the true beginning.
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text=A Report on the State of the Frostmane Trolls in the General Area of Coldridge Valley
text=
text=Prepared by Grelin Whitebeard, Senate Special Envoy
text=
text=From the time that I have spent observing the movement of the Frostmane trolls in the Coldridge Valley area, I have determined that they pose no large threat to dwarven settlements in the area. Moreover, they are a threat that can be eliminated with little additional support from the army. Through the assistance of Mountaineers already stationed in
text=
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text=Coldridge Valley and mercenaries (paid with funds set aside by the Senate prior to my dispatchment), I am confident that the problem will be solved in short order.
text=
text=This action has been authorized with the sanction given to me by King Bronzebeard.
text=
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text=A Report on the State of the Frostmane Trolls in the General Area of Dun Morogh
text=
text=The trolls situated in Dun Morogh are largely centralized in Frostmane Hold, a mountain cave on the western border. They have sufficient numbers to cause some concern, however, they seem more than content to stay in their cave. This is, no doubt, because they do not wish to incur the wrath of the dwarves again, and risk total extermination. Their actions can be considered territorial, if anything, and it is
text=
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text=my belief that they pose no real threat to us, so long as we do not encroach upon their territory. This may be a situation unappealing to the dwarven populace, but given the dispersal of military resources, it may be prudent to relegate the extermination of the trolls to a lower level of importance, and continue to focus on the threat posed by the troggs and the Dark Irons.
text=
text=Enclosed, you will also find a copy of my brother Grelin's report on Anvilmar.
text=
text=Signed,
text=Senir Whitebeard
text=
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text=A Report on the State of the Frostmane Trolls in the General Area of Coldridge Valley
text=
text=Prepared by Grelin Whitebeard, Senate Special Envoy
text=
text=From the time that I have spent observing the movement of the Frostmane trolls in the Coldridge Valley area, I have determined that they pose no large threat to dwarven settlements in the area. Moreover, they are a threat that can be eliminated with little additional support from the army. Through the assistance of Mountaineers already stationed in
text=
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text=Coldridge Valley and mercenaries (paid with funds set aside by the Senate prior to my dispatchment), I am confident that the problem will be solved in short order.
text=
text=This action has been authorized with the sanction given to me by King Bronzebeard.
text=
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text=Just as I was about to question Ajeck's lack of interest in the day's hunting strategy, she reached for her quiver, drew an arrow and unleashed a shot right towards poor Barnil. But it was not Barnil that Ajeck was shooting at. For when Barnil stepped aside, mouth agape, a large river crocilisk floated to the surface with Ajeck's arrow perfectly placed between his two large eyes.
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