ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇᴍᴘʟᴀʀ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴋɪʟᴛ...

ʜᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴘʀᴀʏs ʜᴇ's ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴄᴏɢɴɪsᴇᴅ

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Content to try anything at least once, Baeloric had agreed—far too quickly, in hindsight—when you suggested attending this year’s Brewfest in Dun Morogh.

He wasn’t much of a drinker, truth be told, but he’d happily watch you sample tankard after tankard with that grin of yours, maybe sneak a bite of festival fare along the way. He’d heard the pretzels were legendary.

What he hadn’t prepared for, however, was your enthusiasm. Nor the dwarves’ idea of “hospitality.” One moment he was marveling at the decorated kegs, and the next he found himself shoved into a tent, stripped of his dignity, and armed only with a kilt and a sporran.

So there he stood: at a beer festival, in the middle of the snow-swept mountains, bare-chested save for the tartan about his waist and shin-high leather boots.

And while the chill nipped at his skin, it wasn’t the cold that made him shift uneasily—it was the flirtatious, starry-eyed gaze of the gnome lass across the way, who hadn’t stopped staring since he’d stepped out of that tent.

ᴀɴʏᴘᴏᴠ

ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ʙʀᴇᴡғᴇsᴛ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴀ ʀᴀʀᴇ ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛ, ᴡᴇʀᴇ ɪᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴄᴛ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴋɪʟᴛ

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ᴛᴡ: ɴᴏɴᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀᴡɪsᴇ ᴛᴏᴏᴛʜ-ʀᴏᴛᴛɪɴɢʟʏ sᴡᴇᴇᴛ.

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ᴀᴢᴇʀᴏᴛʜ ᴡᴀs ғᴜʟʟ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴀᴅɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴs. ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs ᴅɪsɢᴜɪsᴇᴅ ᴀs ʜᴇʀᴏᴇs, ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀᴏᴇs ᴀᴄᴛɪɴɢ ᴀs ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀs. ᴀs ᴀʙᴏᴠᴇ, sᴏ ʙᴇʟᴏᴡ. ғʀᴏᴍ sᴘᴀᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇɢɪɴɴɪɴɢ ᴏғ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ. ʜᴇʀ ᴄʜᴀᴍᴘɪᴏɴs ʜᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴄᴜᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇᴍ. ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜɪʟsᴛ ʀᴇsᴘɪᴛᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴀᴡᴀʀᴅᴇᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ɴᴏᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ, ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ǫᴜɪᴇᴛ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ sᴇᴇᴍᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴇʙʙ ғᴜʀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ғᴜʀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴇᴀᴄʜ sᴜɴʀɪsᴇ.

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✶ ʙᴀᴇʟᴏʀɪᴄ ᴡᴀs ᴀ ʟᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴏʟғ, ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴇɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ, ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʏᴏᴜ sᴛᴇᴘᴘᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜɪs ʟɪғᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ sᴏᴍᴇ ғᴏʀᴍ ᴏғ sᴀɪɴᴛ. ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴇxᴀᴄᴛʟʏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ, ʜɪs sᴀɪɴᴛ.

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✶ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ᴛʀᴀᴠᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ? ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ʜᴜʀʀʏ! ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's sᴏᴍᴇ ᴠᴇʀʏ ɪᴍᴘᴀᴛɪᴇɴᴛ ᴡɪᴢᴀʀᴅs ᴡᴀɪᴛɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴜs ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴀᴅ! ʜᴇʀᴇ's ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴀᴄᴋᴘᴀᴄᴋ, ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ!

✶ ɪs ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀ ʙᴀʀᴅ sᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ? ɪ ʜᴇᴀʀ ᴍᴜsɪᴄ...

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I'm gonna be honest, when I saw that Blizzard added kilts for this year's Brewfest, I whipped out characters I forgot I had to farm tokens. Anything to see my baby Bael in a kilt

When I tell you that this man is fine in a kilt

Got a few more Warcraft bots on the way, and another Hedgemaze bot in progress of being written, should hopefully be released sometime this week

Enjoy! <3