Jonhamm…
We first ran into each other in the Badlands. It was peculiar to see you gloating over killing me, especially after outnumbering me many to one. Ahkahly and I sought revenge, but were only met with more numbers, more defeats, and more insufferable gloating on your end. No matter, it was what it was. You win some, you lose some. Someday, I knew, I would challenge you again.
It wasn’t until a few days later when I heard a report from my good friend, Ahkahly, who was passing through The Shimmering Flats. There were reports of Alliance in the area, ganking and camping lowbies. It turned out to be you, Jonhamm. Certainly, our factions are at war, but such crimes are as intolerable as they are dishonorable. Ahkahly and myself realized, you were now a reviled enemy of not just us, but those you slaughtered in the Shimmering Flats. You were an enemy of the people, and you needed to be put down.
Ahkahly, in defence of the Horde, and of those who could not stand up to you, took action and engaged you. You seemed less inclined for a fair fight after killing Horde 10+ levels beneath you, so you ran. You ran like the war criminal you were, fleeing for refuge in the desert of Tanaris. You weren’t going to make it. I had just received my commission as a Tanaris border guard, and I defend the Horde with pride. We killed you on the hillside. Passport denied. Glory to Arstotzka (or rather, The Horde).
As you bled out on the slopes and I roared triumphant that justice was done, I caught your druid friend, Blueberry, abandoning you, escaping justice. It was no matter. We knew this wouldn’t be the last time we’d see you.
Again, a report came in of a paladin, joined by other Mad Men, outnumbering and killing Horde. I rode out in search of you. You were nowhere to be seen in Thistleshrub Valley, but the stench of cowardice was impossible to ignore. Upon questioning an orc hunter “Have you seen Jonhamm?” He answered in the affirmative, that he too had been slain by Jonhamm and others. The hunter joined me in my pursuit of retribution. Yes. Retribution. Something you, a paladin of the Alliance should know all about. The vengeful wrath of three of your victims would not be denied. We put you down, and your druid comrade Blueberry too, but your lesson was yet to be taught.
School was back in session, this time on a trip to Searing Gorge, where, guess who, you and your reprobate friend were taking a break from ganging up on Horde and just questing. Perhaps now would be the time you would learn what it felt like to get camped. The difference was that Ahkahly and I didn’t need to outnumber you to teach you that lesson.
You were cast down with axe and spell. Again and again you tried, but the result was always the same. Until, of course, in the protection of your divine shield, in true Jonhamm form, you fled from the Gorge by means of your hearthstone, leaving your druid friend to die alone. Ahkahly and I have each other’s backs, at any and all times. You and Blueberry don’t seem to have such a relationship; each of you are ready to abandon the other at a moment’s notice. If this hatred for war criminals didn’t burn in my heart, perhaps I would feel pity for the both of you.
We continued questing ourselves, but whenever we caught sight of you, we took the opportunity to make you pay for your crimes. You had much to answer for.
More dead paladins and druids followed through the night. Eventually, you returned, and laid down your arms, perhaps to negotiate a peace? Ultimately, I urged you and your druid friend to leave with your lives. My uncharacteristic show of mercy was ill-founded, as you continued to pester us, remaining close by in Thorium Point after we told you to be gone. Later on, despite our tenuous “truce” you both rode at me and aggressed, two versus one in the wild, and you begged passersby for help, when Ahkahly rode back to turn the tide.
You and your druid friend have shown us, you deserved none of our mercies that night. You’ve committed crimes, and perhaps not even realized the implications of what you do. Ignorance is not an excuse, Jonhamm. You prey on the weak when you are alone, and the strong when you outnumber them. You flee like a coward when vengeance comes for you. You are insufferable. You are a war criminal. My thirst for retribution will never be quenched, “paladin”, until you pay, and atone for your crimes.
-Malgor, Warrior of the Horde