Sleepin' with the fishes...
We put on our favourite wellingtons and our brand new sou'-westers, firmly gripped our fishing rods and ventured down into the cavern of the snake shrine.
Some quarrel with the locals took place where they tried to rob us of our bait, but we managed to fend them off so we could continue to the great fishmonger of the deeps.
We haggled as much as we could, but the damn guy wouldn't lower his prices so we felt that we simply had to kill him. Poor Morogrim didn't stand much of a chance against the angry mob.
To not let his corpse go to a waste we salted him and now plan to donate him to the poor and hungry citizens of the Lower City of Shattrath.
