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The small male goblin and tall female troll walked along the rugged streets of Orgrimmar when a small orc child bumped into the goblin. He smiled a toothy grin at the goblin and continued to run. Ziggly shook his head and blatantly shouted, “What is up with all the fucking kids running around! Don’t they have homes or some shit to go to?”
“Dey be orphans, Ziggly. It look like it be orphan week. Da orphanage be givin’ orphans out ta willing fools and expect dem ta give dem a good time.” The troll shook her head, pink braids flying everywhere. “Dat be a stupid idea.”
“I’ll say. Who the fuck gives out children just like that? They better have some sort of return policy or something.”
“I didn’ know joo cared, Ziggly.”
“I don’t but fuck, those orphan places are gonna lose money and kids if they start disappearing.”
“I dunno if dey care, ta be ‘onest.”
“Can you imagine what some sick fuck would do if they were all into kids and shit? Fuck, this is just wrong.”
Tia’zula laughed and patted a young orc’s head as she passed by him. “Dey be so innocent. Dey ‘ave no idea wat da real world be like.”
“Yeah, so innocent, they would make Wolf live for a long time, eh?” Ziggly laughed and shoved an orc child who was in his way. He didn’t notice that Tia had stopped a few steps back. “Tia? Tia?” He looked behind him and noticed that she continued to glare at the little children running around the city.
“Dat be…an interesting idea, Ziggly.”
“What? Oh, no, I didn’t give you ANY ideas!”
“But joo did. Joo be right. That would be enough for a long time.”
“Wolf wouldn’t go for it, Tia. You know how he feels about the “innocents.” Ziggly made a face along with his statement and chuckled. He gazed up at Tia and his smile disappeared. “Seriously Tia?”
“Tink about it, Ziggly. Like joo said, dey could jus disappear and no one would care.”
“Yeah, did you miss the part about being a sick fuck?”
The troll laughed, “Joo say jooself dat joo don care. Wat be the deal den?”
“Again, sick…fuck.”
“Tink of dem as practice. An don worry ‘bout da bodies. I be takin’ care of dat.”
“Practice? Practice for what? Midget assassins?” Ziggly looked at the kids running around, orcs and goblins. For a moment, the tips of his ears wilted, but he shook off the feeling that was starting to take over him. He thought about the time when he was a child wandering any street and being beaten or sent away. There were nights that he wished someone would take his hand and show him what life was like without the hardships of survival, but no one ever did, except for one, and if he needed souls to live, he would do it. For him. He had no reason to feel sympathy for the small hellions who wandered these currents streets. “Wolf won’t go for it.”
Tia smiled and gently tugged at his ear, pulling him away from the main road. “Jus lure ‘im to da ship. I can give ‘im a potion ta make ‘im sleep. ‘Ee will not know what be goin’ on.” She looked around and tapped her chin. “I be wonderin’ ‘ow many we can get.”
“You’re horrible, Tia.”
“Tank joo.”
“If he finds out, he could kick both of us off the ship, or worse…” Ziggly glared at Tia and lowered his voice. “Even though he’s a pussy, you know that deep down inside, he’s capable of killing us.”
“Capable jes, but will ‘ee do it? No.”
The goblin sighed and nodded. “Fine then, when?”
“A few days. Dat be enough ta get the kids. We’ll round dem up in Ghostlands, near the ship. Come, let us ‘borrow’ a child or two.” The troll walked up the Drag and toward the orphanage.
Ziggly shook his head and followed far behind her. “You’re a sick fuck, crazy bitch,” he whispered, dragging his feet as he walked.
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