If Ya Can't Fight'em, ...

I were in Nagrand yesterday, on me way to Aeris Landing to pick up this months membership benefits, And I happens to notice that there only one Alliance guard still standing at Halaa. Which be unusual. Normalies on me server that place is so Alliance friendly they might as well set up a gryphon master and a 24-hour cheese shop. What the hey, I sez. I PvPs now, maybe its time I checks out the place out and see what's shaking. So I drops in. Found me a 67th season gnome rogue who put up a good fight fer three or four seconds, and a druid what lasted a bit longer. By this point the last guard were dead and a buncha hordies were tearin' down the old Alliance flag and whipped out a beautifuls red Horde flag.

(Where does these flags come from, I wonders. I ain't got none in me bags, yet whenever it be time fer a flag, there it be. Shrug.)

Anywho, along with us Hordies there was a coupla Allies what were like "I ain't flaggin' up just so's I can get better acquainted with that orc's axe. Not fer Halaa, I ain't. Fuhg that noise." Well, when ya can't fight, what ya gonna do? You dances, that's what. Things was goin' good and I were about to ask this one blonde hummie fem if she were Aldork or Scrybaby, and if the former would she likes to come see me trophy collection what I keeps in me room in Shattrath, when the new Blood Elf guards arrived, all fanatic-like, and chased them Allies off. Oh wells.