((So Just a few things. There will be no posting order so try not to get left behind. If anyone has to take a leave or disappears for awhile I will GM you back to the camp that will be set up outside the Ruins. So you will have a chance to come back if you, you know come back.))Looking for any adventurers (Horde, Alliance, or somewhere in between) for a money making and knowledge gaining opportunity. Recent discoveries have been made about a Titan facility underneath Bael Modan. For a long time not much was known about this place and letters just surfaced from the wreckage of Bael'dun Keep about the entrance to the facility and indications that it was operated by Khaz'goroth himself! Obviously this is an important discovery for any of gnomes or dwarfs but almost as much for other mortal races as the technology of the Titans still outstrips most of our current technology! The expedition is funded completely by Denholme Stonehammer and any adventurers joining will be compensated considerably by him.
So if you are up for it on the 21st of January make your way to the former site of Bael'dun! The place has been all but abandoned for the moment but be wary of roaming centaurs and quillboars but lets be honest if you can't make it there in the first place this expedition is probably not for you!
Several guards paced around three wagons and a few tents. Denhomle sat in the middle of the camp next to a fire reading a book about the Titan language. Wearing his normal mail attire and enjoying the heat of the Barrens. It was already fading into darkness as the sun was setting. A few rumbles heard in the distance, as raging earth elementals were far more common since the destruction of Bael Modan. The journey here was not uneventful as a few scars on the wagons could be seen from different weapons. No real damage though, Denhomle was glad these dwarfs lived up too their rep. Too many mercenaries these days were nothing more than a hopeful kid with a sword.
Behind them only a few hundred yards away the collapsing keep could still be seen in the half moon light. He sometimes wondered what his grandfather would of done in this case. Denhomle knew the war was going on and his skills were needed just like everyone else's but still he couldn't just ignore his past. He could tell how much it meant to his grandfather and....his father, but they never had it lost to them. He resounded in his mind to join the army as soon as he could after he found the knowledge he was looking for, but for now his ties couldn't matter. There were few enough freelancers that he couldn't limit his search to just the Alliance.
Only a few short hours and the adventures should be here, he thought as he closed his book and picked up his Stonehammer. He watched as the light from the fire dances across it's obsidian surface. Even as a child he was always memorized by the hammer and now he knew why, almost. Only yesterday his diggers found the entrance and he couldn't wait to get in. But like with all things, He knew he had to be patient. So he was content to read and wait.
((You can go ahead and show this night or wait for the morning and arrive then. I'll make a post tomorrow shifting from night to day so feel free to join whenever. Roughly 9 am eastern is when I'll be able to post the night/day shift, if you are interested.))