A lonely vendor, still yet to have his stall replaced from when an angry herd trampled it some months back, drags a large, well wrapped package from the Zeppelin Tower to the courtyard of Undercity. Untying the package, he grabs a handful of issues and bellows at the top of his voice:
"READ ALL ABOUT IT!!! RAGING ORC RAVAGES GNOME!!! PICTURES INCLUDED!!!"
A Blood Elf on his trusty steed enter the courtyard and hearken to his call. With eyes boggling, the Blood Elf of the House of Var’nedris quickly tossed the undead patron a silver coin and grabbed his copy.
"HEY! What do you mean ravages and there's pictures included? All I see is 2 mug shots! Damned dodgy sales practices!"
As the Blood Elf remounts and carries on his way, head hung low after such a disappointment, the screeching skeleton continues in his refrain to the masses.
((There you go Vyp))