I arrived in Stranglethorn vale some time ago after meeting a hunter in Shadowprey Village in the southwast of Desolace on the western side of Kalimdor.
He informed me of this Dwarf named Hemet Nessingwary and asked me to return some items of valuable to the man should I happen upon him in my journeys.
Being an upstanding citizen of the horde of course I readily agreed.
It was raining when I arrived in Grom’Gol on the Zeppelin from Orgrimmar. The Goblins were busy scurrying around the decks of the vessel tightening this rope or that rope as the winds picked up. The Captain of this particular zeppelin was a fellow named Zizzafrizza.
He assured me that the storm was nothing to worry about but the look in his eyes and the manner with which he ordered his men around told me the truth. We were on the edges of a small hurricane. I excused myself of his company and went below decks to wait out the storm with faith this crew uf goblins would finish the journey just fine without my worried glances.
The storm raged on outside for quite some time. Once in a while Zizzafrizza’s frantic shouts were carried to me below decks on the wind. I busied myself with my mortal and pestle and some plants I had found on my recent trip across Kalimdor.
Some time earlier I had taken a journey from Orgrimmar to The Barrens, through the Crossroads up into Stone Talon, down into Desolace through Feralas, from Feralas to Thousand Needles, before finally arriving in the Goblin settlement of Gadgetzan.
I met a lot of very interesting people on this journey but that is a story for another time.
A day or so after we passed through the storm and arrived at Grom’Gol.
The stink of the jungle overwhelmed my senses as I approached ground level from the Zeppelin Tower.
I asked some of the locals for directions to Nessingwary’s camp and made my way there.
Upon arrival Nessingwary thanked me for retuning his items to him while his cohorts scopped at my arrival in their camp and tasked me with hunting some of the smaller jungle cats and raptors to prove my worthiness to join them at the campfire.
What they didn’t tell me before sending me on this hunt was that the area had been overhunted by both the forces of the Alliance and the Horde to feed their armies for the ongoing war.
I haven’t seen a livng creature in the jungle for three days. There are no raptors, there are no tigers, there are no panthers. All that’s left are some of my cousins in the Bloodscalp and even they are being assaulted by warriors of the Horde and Alliance.
I fear I will never achieve the respect of Nessingwary and his peers.
Leaving the camp I headed towards the Venture Co holdings near Lake Nezferiti.
What I saw when I arrived shocked me.
While I am no friend of the Venture Co. what I saw their gave me pause. Everywhere I looked I saw employees that had been slaughtered. Some had their throats cut, others their skulls crushed, others still were in clumps of meat after having been frozen, shattered, and then thawed.
It was a sight that was almost enough to make me sick to my stomach. The tale was the same at the Kurzen Jungle camp.
I resolved myself for a return journey to Desolace or maybe Dustwallow Marsh in search of prey on my hunt. Maybe Nessingwary will accept some skins and pelts of the animals in dustwallow.
TL;DR
I can’t quest in STV because there’s no mobs and only alliance