Great... we just got here and now they want to leave. Ungrateful little... "Alas, I do not have anymore of my precious elixir. These trolls though may be the distraction we need." Oliver thought for a moment about trying to defend the Horde outpost. What good would that do? He would be attacked the moment the trolls were stopped for helping these Alliance brats. Lately, the guards in Arathi were being switched slowly out from Forsaken guards to Orc ones loyal to Garrosh. They hated the Forsaken simply for being 'alive' even though they were allies.
The Sergeant saw the hesitation in the Alchemist's hollowed eyes and spoke up in Gutterspeak, "These scum do not deserve our help but we cannot let Hamerfall fall to these feral trolls. We should do... I don't know... something." His words were true. This was still an important position for the Dark Lady and letting it fall would be a grave mistake. It took a few moments but Oliver formulated a plan that would both help the Horde civilization and allow them to escape mostly unnoticed. "We have to get by the trolls but we cannot let Hammerfall get destroyed in the process. Bad for the Horde and Alliance if these trolls take such a strong position so close to Alterac Valley."Oliver pointed to the top of a nearby mountain. "If we have enough of an explosion we should be able to loosen the rocks and squish a large majority of the war party. The biggest problem will be getting up there..." Oliver's words trailed off and awaited someone to volunteer themselves for such a job. If any of those rocks land on Hammerfall, I'm not gonna be held responsible. Let these Alliance pricks take the glory.