The Illustrious Dr. Fetch

This photo journal is created for my goblin mage. Many of the references made in these entries are things only guild members or those who RP with the group would get. My apologies!

Dr. Tzichell Fetch is a brilliant mind. An (undead) man well beyond his peers in the scientific community. Entirely misunderstood.

I had the distinct pleasure of observing Dr. Fetch in action this past week. His laboratory is something else to behold (don't mind the Argent Crusader on the table, it's not a real gnome, just a prop) and not at all what I was expecting. To hear the Mistreavers talk about Dr. Fetch I was expecting a monster who tortures kittens*.

Dr. Fetch performs community service in the form of a free clinic for those who have fallen on hard times during this cataclysm. He takes the time to teach OSL (Orcish as a Second Language) to the Goblins of Bildgewater Cartel. And most recently Dr. Fetch has opened an animal shelter for abused and abandoned equines.

As you can see, Dr. Fetch is not the monster the Mistreavers have claimed he is. I can only assume it is a misplaced sense of jealousy on the part of the other scientists in the Mistreavers. There is nothing to be jealous of, however, a man with such a mind but with so much compassion is hardly a figure that deserves to be treated with such derision.

Next time you hear an unkind word from one of the Mistreavers, please speak up about the hatred. Let them know you won't tolerate hate speech in your presence!

* Dr. Fetch assured me the kittens are his pets and are not tortured or otherwise experimented on by him. He was not willing to vouch for his lab assistants though.

Tragic Loss in Durotar

This photo journal is created for my goblin mage. Many of the references made in these entries are things only guild members or those who RP with the group would get. My apologies!

Snabblescrew reporting here. I'd like you to meet Misha Tor'kren. Misha lives in Durotar southeast of Orgrimmar and toils away to keep herself alive by maintaining a small herd of swine. This is not an easy task on the unforgiving hard packed soil of Durotar.

Misha is alone. She raised three children alone. She tends her ranch alone. And she grieves alone. Oh sure, Misha has family... her brother-in-law Negragh and his adopted daughter Bryndis live and work in Orgrimmar as bankers. Two of her sons, Karnig and Tausik, work for the Mistreavers... oh yes, the Mistreavers again.

But today Misha is even more alone, for today marks a year ago that her youngest son, Kron, went missing... presumed dead. Misha hides her grief as best she can as she toils away on a token of her love to place on his gravesite, a grave that lacks any actual body. Her gnarled fingers tremble with effort as she works each of the crocolisk teeth brought to her by adventurers into a necklace fit for "only the bravest young orcs".

A mother will have her bias I suppose... but let's look at how wonderful Misha's children really are! Kron, the little hothead, refused to heed his mother's warning that the fierce crocolisks of the Southfury River were too much for him. Without even saying a proper farewell he stormed off to get himself killed, leaving his mother without even the closure of a corpse to bury.

And then there's the twins, Karnig and Tausik, who... knowing their mother grieved for the loss of their younger brother, STILL didn't come home to console her. Instead they are off pretending to be warriors with the Mistreavers, who encourage this deviant behavior! Neither boy even bothers to send a note with scribbled green crayon or a few copper pieces to remind their mother that they appreciate her efforts in raising them as a single mother in a Man's World.

I blame Talmai Boldrunner, he's the Syndicate leader for Mistreavers and is directly responsible for Karnig Tor'kren... who is obviously the brains between the Tor'kren Twins. Everyone should petition Talmai to pay compensation to poor Misha for the years she has lost due to his cold heartedness.

If he doesn't listen, and I doubt he will, go over his head and speak to the leader of the Mistreavers... Korouk! Let his inbox be filled with your petitions!

Author's Note: Karnig and Tausik are characters played by me and my husband (both hunters). Negragh is my "bank alt" and Bryndis is a friend's "bank alt". All these characters have used Misha and Kron as part of their backstory. Yes, we even made backstories for our bank alts. We're THAT nerdy.

Self-Sacrifice gone too far...

This photo journal is created for my goblin mage. Many of the references made in these entries are things only guild members or those who RP with the group would get. My apologies!

Snabblescrew here, reporting on that Elder Onatam again. He'd like you to believe he's all about protecting the little guy, self sacrifice and honor. But I know he's full of it.

Sure, there's protecting the innocent... but this is protecting the lazy! When the self sacrifice involves protecting Kaikura... I know it's an act!

Just look at this picture, there's Onatam, mid-jump, throwing himself on the body of Kaikura as Sindragosa walks by. Look how the troll is practically curled into the fetal position. What a sham!

Just more proof that the Mistreavers (except the Green Ops of course), are not what they seem!

Arming the Masses

This photo journal is created for my goblin mage. Many of the references made in these entries are things only guild members or those who RP with the group would get. My apologies!

Desperate times call for desperate measures... and it would appear that the Mistreavers are desperate. I can neither confirm nor deny that the Mistreavers are behind the arming of gentle wildlife creatures in Mulgore, but my gut tells me it's the work of the nefarious Korouk. Afterall, Korouk is from Mulgore and he's got anger management issues, it all makes sense!

Unfortunately (for Mistreavers) the plan backfired! Instead of fighting for us, the groundhogs, mice and rabbits started fighting amongst themselves! Perhaps Korouk's sense of vengeance rubbed off on the critters and drove them into a turf war (haha, turf... get it?).

Just look at that innocent face! Whatever his intentions, the results are clear... Mistreavers, specifically their leader, Korouk, are responsible for the massive loss of innocence in Mulgore! Shame on you... er, us!

OOC Note: These are NOT edited photos, other than adding text. These creatures really exist in the game.

Scandal: Elder Shaman Uses Powers for... snooze?

This photo journal is created for my goblin mage. Many of the references made in these entries are things only guild members or those who RP with the group would get. My apologies!

Snabblescrew reporting here, on an esteemed member of the Mistreavers. Not that I have anything negative to say about the Reavers as a whole, but I've heard things, and some of those things aren't nice. Take Elder Onatam here, nice fellow right? Yeah, huh. Look at him here, abusing his dealings with the elementals to get a snooze in a more comfortable position! Are the hammocks in Orgrimmar so uncomfortable? WWKS, What Would Korouk Say? I'll tell you what that lazy git Kaikura would say... "well done Elder!"

Not a good sign!

Mistreavers Brief History

After picking the brain of the GM of Mistreavers, I put his idea into story synopsis.

The Mistreavers formed over the years in three stages and remains today split into three factions. The story begins with the Misthoof tribe, a tribe of Tauren long forgotten by all but a select few.

Before the orcs came to Kalimdor when the Tauren were still nomadic the Misthoof were strong, active and self-sacrificing. They ended up making the ultimate sacrifice when a massive band of ravaging centaur was threatening the other ten main tribes (who eventually united under Cairn Bloodhoof). In a narrow valley in Thousand Needles, the Misthoof volunteered to stop the tide of centaur to allow the other tribes to escape. The Misthoof non-combatives were divided among the other tribes and the warriors stayed to defend...knowing they would not survive. The warriors only managed to delay the centaur but it was enough to allow the others escape. All of the Misthoof tribe, save for the sick, elderly and children who were with the other tribes, were wiped out. Eventually the name Misthoof was forgotten by all but the most studious historians.

Many years later, many years, a warrior Tauren of the Stonehoof tribe, learned of the Sun God and made a change in his life. He became a paladin, among some of the first Tauren who converted. While Korouk grew up a Stonehoof, he never forgot the day he said good-bye to his parents in Thousand Needles. Now an Elder in his own right, Korouk no longer sheds tears for the lost tribe... instead he seeks to restore its remnants. Seeking help from a Shaman well known to him, Onatam, he called upon the guardian spirits of the Misthoof, perhaps half thinking they would not answer, but eventually they did. The Tribe was formed from those of Misthoof blood.

The Guardians realized that the Tauren who formed the Tribe now needed an infusion of warrior spirits and set off in search of suitable candidates. What they found was another lost clan, this time of orcs. A strong band of Bleeding Hollow Orcs, called the Warhost, led by a Lieutenant of Kilrogg Deadeye. These orcs were given insight by their oracles into Guldan's upcoming betrayal and set about to stop it. They were not successful in protecting the Eye of Sargeras, but their sacrifice allowed Doomhammer the time to destroy Guldan. The Warhost was gone but their descendants remained... and joined with The Tribe, forming the Mistreavers.

Now the Mistreavers had Soul and a Sword, what they needed was compassion. The Guardians found this in the unlikeliest of places... in the Blackstone Syndicate. Lord Blackstone was a ruthless smuggler and cutthroat with an operation based out of Lordaeron. He even had ties with the High Elves of Silvermoon who made their home in Murder Row. When the Scourge started making their presence known, however, something change in Lord Blackstone. Instead of smuggling drugs, he smuggled people out of undead hot zones. He drove the operation into the ground to save his people, and what elves he could, from the Scourge. Lord Blackstone's luck finally ran out, though, when he was murdered. The few remaining members of his organization fled under new leadership. Each leader of the Syndicate since has met with untimely death, it was finally taken over by Talmai and pulled into the Mistreavers.