((The Challenge: Post your letters here!))
((The Rules: Write from an IC perspective. Anything goes! EDIT: After reading Dalgon's "Greatfather Winter" thread I propose that you may also write responses AS Great-Father Winter, or as his helpers. You can find his brilliant thread here: http://us.battle.net/wow/en/forum/topic/3711333433 ))
((Why: Just for the lawls, to see what everyone comes up with.))
Dear Great-Father Winter,
Throm'ka. You surely know of me now through my exploits, so I require no introduction. Let it be known that I have been very good this year. I have delivered almost two thousand scalps to the Warchief. I have laid waste to my enemies, and defended the honor of my house. There is, however, a pressing matter I wish to discuss with you. I think you will find that this is something of a sore point of mine, and I hope we can settle this once and for all.
I specifically recall requesting thorium bars, rugged leather, wooden planks, and a quartet of peons to assemble a siege engine for me, last year. This was a very important tactical request, and I expected you to come through for me. You did not. I woke, and instead found in the sock that I had placed over my mantle, with all my night-elf-ear-trophies, a lump of something black and tasteless. I assume it was coal.
Your failing to deliver the supplies I requisitioned cost us dearly at the front of Ashenvale. That siege engine would have been of great use. I do not know how we'd have gotten it through the trees, but we are the Horde, and we would have persevered. I am, however, merciful in the spirit of the "holiday" season. Or something like that. Thus, it is my duty to inform you, Great-Father Winter, that you have until the 25th of this month to deliver the supplies originally requested to me.
And here is why you will do it.
First, the request is reasonable. I am not asking you to assemble a siege tower and drag it here from wherever the land you hail from is. I suspect Northrend, where it is cold and no one with vengeful thoughts would seek to look for you, but I am uncertain. As I was saying, I am not asking for a fully armed and operational siege engine. This is why I specifically requested the peons. They will use the raw materials and assemble it for me. I know that transporting live cargo might be outside your usual scope, but I am sure you could teach the peons to fly, and they could deliver themselves. I assume this would be a simple task for you - after all, you seem to have taught your reindeer.
Second, I was a "good boy" last year - in the sense that my feats were glorious, and that I brought great honor to my house and to the Horde. I delivered almost two thousand scalps to the waiting hands of Hellscream. I laid waste to entire legions. My deeds are well known, Great-Father Winter. Again, I assume you hail from somewhere remote, like Northrend, where you might not have heard of these exploits. I am a reasonable person, and I am willing to excuse your ignorance if you will deliver my supplies.
Third, you will do this because it is in your best interests. I wish to settle this peacefully before I settle it with an axe. You are an icon in the eyes of the Horde, and I would hate to be responsible for exposing your dishonor to the people, or for slaughtering you in public to spare further shame to your house and clan.
Until the 25th, Great-Father, Lok'tar Ogar.
- Drakehide
P.S. And I am serious about the "ogar" part.
((The Rules: Write from an IC perspective. Anything goes! EDIT: After reading Dalgon's "Greatfather Winter" thread I propose that you may also write responses AS Great-Father Winter, or as his helpers. You can find his brilliant thread here: http://us.battle.net/wow/en/forum/topic/3711333433 ))
((Why: Just for the lawls, to see what everyone comes up with.))
Dear Great-Father Winter,
Throm'ka. You surely know of me now through my exploits, so I require no introduction. Let it be known that I have been very good this year. I have delivered almost two thousand scalps to the Warchief. I have laid waste to my enemies, and defended the honor of my house. There is, however, a pressing matter I wish to discuss with you. I think you will find that this is something of a sore point of mine, and I hope we can settle this once and for all.
I specifically recall requesting thorium bars, rugged leather, wooden planks, and a quartet of peons to assemble a siege engine for me, last year. This was a very important tactical request, and I expected you to come through for me. You did not. I woke, and instead found in the sock that I had placed over my mantle, with all my night-elf-ear-trophies, a lump of something black and tasteless. I assume it was coal.
Your failing to deliver the supplies I requisitioned cost us dearly at the front of Ashenvale. That siege engine would have been of great use. I do not know how we'd have gotten it through the trees, but we are the Horde, and we would have persevered. I am, however, merciful in the spirit of the "holiday" season. Or something like that. Thus, it is my duty to inform you, Great-Father Winter, that you have until the 25th of this month to deliver the supplies originally requested to me.
And here is why you will do it.
First, the request is reasonable. I am not asking you to assemble a siege tower and drag it here from wherever the land you hail from is. I suspect Northrend, where it is cold and no one with vengeful thoughts would seek to look for you, but I am uncertain. As I was saying, I am not asking for a fully armed and operational siege engine. This is why I specifically requested the peons. They will use the raw materials and assemble it for me. I know that transporting live cargo might be outside your usual scope, but I am sure you could teach the peons to fly, and they could deliver themselves. I assume this would be a simple task for you - after all, you seem to have taught your reindeer.
Second, I was a "good boy" last year - in the sense that my feats were glorious, and that I brought great honor to my house and to the Horde. I delivered almost two thousand scalps to the waiting hands of Hellscream. I laid waste to entire legions. My deeds are well known, Great-Father Winter. Again, I assume you hail from somewhere remote, like Northrend, where you might not have heard of these exploits. I am a reasonable person, and I am willing to excuse your ignorance if you will deliver my supplies.
Third, you will do this because it is in your best interests. I wish to settle this peacefully before I settle it with an axe. You are an icon in the eyes of the Horde, and I would hate to be responsible for exposing your dishonor to the people, or for slaughtering you in public to spare further shame to your house and clan.
Until the 25th, Great-Father, Lok'tar Ogar.
- Drakehide
P.S. And I am serious about the "ogar" part.
Edited by Drakehide on 12/20/2011 9:44 AM PST
