The Badger’s Den: A Hero’s Return, Part II
Greetings ladies and gentlemen, this is your local action gnome Fimble “Badger-nose” Gyrotorque reporting from where we last left off in my interview with Pirateer Virendis Wintergreen. I hope I left you with a good taste in your mouth urging you to come back, if so I feel you will be more than satisfied as the information that you read may require you to have a seat. Lets get back to the interview…
Fimble: “But once she did return, what happened to you? Our sources make it seem like you disappeared from the face of Azeroth all together! What happened to you?”
A grin spreads across the face of Virendis.
Virendis: “Believe it or not I was sucked into the future.”
Fimble: “Unbelievable! Ladies and Gentlemen of Azeroth, it seems another title must be added to Mr. Wintergreen’s résumé! Time traveler!!
Fimble jumps up and down in his seat.
Fimble: “What happened? How did this happen?!? This is amazing stuff!!
Virendis grins wickedly.
Virendis: “Ha ha, it wouldn’t be the only time.”
Fimble cocks his head.
Fimble: “OK, how did you reach the future to begin with? Did you have a machine? Did you use the Caverns of Time in a weird opposite way?”
Virendis: “Actually, both times were via portal, the first time was an accident and the second was because of a mage.”
Fimble: “A mage? Who?”
Virendis: ” The future Magden Allorian was tricked! Bamboozled by the future version of my son , Athorian, to bring me back to the future only to have me killed by the future version of my wife, Whitewind Wintergreen, who in that time line had been made the Empress of Azeroth. Placed in charge by Elune to purge all male sentient life forms on Azeroth.”
Fimble: “That’s terrible! Wait, Elune? What about the other religions on Azeroth? The Light, the Earthmother! What about them?”
Virendis shakes his head.
Virendis: “Their influence just couldn’t match up with Elune’s. Paladins lost their faith in the light and with the Earthmother being killed, nothing could. She took over.”
Fimble: ” But you’re here now, so someone had to have resurrected you, right?”
Virendis: “Correct, a paladin.”
Fimble: “But you just said they were wiped out.”
Virendis: “Most of them, which is why it took such a long time for me to be brought back to life. In fact, if it wasn’t for the offspring of one of my allies, I wouldn’t be here.”
Fimble: ” How did you escape? Did Magden help you?”
Virendis: “Actually, one of my oldest allies, Siegmund, had built a time machine, him being a master engineer, but never used it. There was a problem.”
Fimble: ” A problem?”
Virendis: “Yep, I had to leave in such a haste, plus I had no clue on how to use the damn thing! Thus causing me to under-shoot my desired time, landing me within a block of frozen ice under where the Argent Coliseum now stands. That’s not the worst part!”
Fimble: “Oh?
Virendis: “A soldier, one who at the time was working for the Argent Crusade, captured me and made me a slave. He treated me quite terribly, with the Argent Crusade unaware of course, and eventually sold me away to a woman.”
Fimble: “Who was this woman? What was her name?”
Virendis: “Firali.”
Fimble: “Firali, huh? Who was she? What did she do with you?”
Virendis grins.
Virendis: “Well in short…Firali..well.. she was my mistress.”
Fimble chuckles.
Fimble: “I guess we better keep that secret away from our gossip girls hehe.”
Fimble winks slyly.
Virendis smiles.
Virendis: “That would be a good idea. But anyway, we ran away together to Booty Bay and caught a boat off the mainland. During our voyage we were caught up in a terrible storm and were stranded on an isolated island. Not a bad thing though, a nice vacation, and we were eventually found by another boat.”
Fimble: “A man with both an interesting past and future it seems. Hopefully our future turns out better than the one you visited.”
Virendis: “I’m sure it will be.”
Virendis and Fimble trade smiles.
Fimble: “Well there you have it folks, Virendis Wintergreen, the man, the myth… the pirate. His name will not soon be forgotten. The Stormwind Press and I are honored to have been given an opportunity to write about your past adventures, Mr. Wintergreen. I thank you for your time.”
Virendis: “Not a problem at all, and thank you for thinking I am worth writing about.”
Fimble: “Well folks I hope you enjoyed reading this installment of “The Badger’s Den”. On behalf of The Stormwind Press, this is your local action gnome Fimble “Badger-nose” Gyrotorque signing off and getting back to the front lines, where I will continue to dig up the dirt and break the mold for my readers!”
Fimble: “Goodnight Azeroth and remember, stay away from strange portals!”
Virendis: “And drink rum!”
Click here for Part I of this interview.