
After consulting Sun Tzu's the Art of War, and my own slightly less successful, Teidiani's Big Book of War, we've managed to continue sleezing our way through ICC. Down now, Saurfang and Valithra, which adds our total too Fest, Rot, BQ, Ship, Marrow.

Now we delve further into ICC, or as I call it, the Lovenasium. All the young men in the guild fill me with hope. And some other emotions that are weird and
deeply confusing.
We know very little about the challenges ahead. We know nothing about their language, their history or what they look like. But we can assume this: they stand for everything we don’t stand for. Also they told me you guys look like dorks!