Our Vol’dun adventure has come to an end, but we’re not returning empty handed! It’s been an exciting few weeks. Thank you for all your hard work, event planners!
During our misadventures we’ve been locked up to die in a ruin, we’ve been chased by pirates, tentacles and skeletons, gloriously running for our lives. But there was a fair bit of fighting involved as well! Fighting exiles over treasure in an arena, or like when we fought a pirate ship with an airship, courtesy of Archian… We even got what we came there for!
And as a bonus we picked up a couple of (suitably) wayward locals, a surprisingly different collection of furry individuals who were looking for a way out of the desert. The more the merrier!
True to our name, our elusive Spymaster seems to of gone wayward, leaving behind a notoriously short-tempered fel elf in charge as well as our may-or-may-not-be-evil battlemaster, Zycorax…
We were down in Gadgetzan last night having a few brutal rounds in the Thunderdrome. We sure taught that rock giant and pack of gnolls a lesson about messing with the Wayward Vagrants.
Totally unrelated, we have some vacancies to fill. What do you say?
Fantastic event tonight delivered by our own Artificer Malcoris!
After a rather brutal fight, both physically and mentally, with our members forced to be tended to with shadowmending as our healers smartly noped out of this one, with two of our poor members KO’d, the rest of us finally got what we needed… the stored soul of a K’thir. Whatever for? You don’t wanna know…
OOC Games night for us tonight! Voice chat, CAH and any other crappy game we can dig our claws into.
The booze will flow, the banter will be sharp and to kick it off, our beloved Tyin has allowed us to choose a random bunch of ingredients to make his meal for the night. Our chef-trained member is quaking already…
I love my guildies with all my heart
Today, we set down our bloody blades to instead bless the union of our Vagrant, Razmilla and her pint-sized hunk o’ man, Grugo! It was a lovely ceremony and naturally, WV managed to ruin it by yelling out nonsensical objections, nearly choking on a chicken wing and falling into the pool and drowning.
… Least the food and live entertainment went without a hitch!
After beating up a whale shark and shaking down a cartel for their shiny rocks, Azerite soup is now on the menu thanks to our resident Pandaren, B o n g - Go.
Soon we’ll be heading to Outland for the market and other shenighans, maybe we’ll see you there!
Big F in the forum for our beloved Veneth, who got turned into dust trying to impossibly stabilise a temporal anomaly. Let’s hope there’s no more Vagrant deaths on the horizon, though something tells me it’s not over yet as the Vagrants find themselves the victim of a new, shady villain…
In other news, our beloved pandaman and shady alchemists made a killing at the server market! Just in time for us to explore what little the decaying world of Outland has to offer (more than just our own blood, with any luck…)
The Vagrants have been keeping themselves especially busy after the server market, opting to take on an expedition of the rest of the decaying planet of Outland themselves to see what rarities and oddities they can harvest before they’re eradicated forever. Lots of alchemical prospects on the horizon, befriending of lovely neighborhood Arakkoa, motorcycle tours, suicidal blood donations and on Friday we were quizzed Who Wants To Be A Millionaire style on our knowledge of both current Outland and past Draenor! Answer incorrectly?! IMMEDIATE DEATH!
(We tease, no. Instead, we must sacrifice one of our own to be teleported into their very own bubble prison. Will Jona and Thialyx get out? We’ll find out tonight!)
Just joined this ragtag bunch of mercenaries and not a moment too soon might I say, they’ve got serious problems with their accounting! Other than that though, they’re a fun and welcoming bunch and very fun to RP with!
Today in the Wayward adventures: Ten Vagrants ambushed by heavily armed Hozen. Diplomatic solutions by banana trade was rejected. Dung flinging armed vehicles were on the scene, quickly disposed of by the combined Vagrant forces.
If this doesnt strike you as a good time having squad you’d like to join, I dont know what will!
Don’t forget our badass but polite murder bot, CHUNKY!
<Chunky lifts its massive foot, readying to stomp down on the Hozen! But not before letting out “YOUR FORMAL REQUEST TO STAY ALIVE HAS BEEN…DENIED.” As he ends the sentance he stomps down on the ‘king’ Hozen, turning him into a big pile of minced meat.>
It’s been a dramatic few weeks in the Vagrant HQ. Mysterious happenings, poisoning, the discovery of a dead guard, and finally, the death of Skarage!
After a couple of days of lockdown, our resident Shadowmancer probed through the sin-filled heads of our Vagrants to find the culprit! Successful, being a debateable topic…
We won, though. Upon being held hostage, the Vagrants acted quickly to save their one of their own! Fiz put the culprit into a snooze with a quick sleeping spell, only for our murder-crazed warlock to use her robot to turn the murderer into troll paste!
Thank you all for the impromptu RP! And thank you to J’akendi (Skarage) for giving us some exciting Who Dunnit drama!
Looking forward to Wednesday where we additionally get to conclude part 2 of our heroic deeds in a goblinic port town overran with pirates and slavers! RIP Bucket the Ogre… You will be remembered with your trusty hat that Chunky will no doubt pillage.
Additionally, Aiyvah is set to judge the Hallow’s End ball, with some Vagrants in tow to join in the fun!
You! You! How dare you!
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