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We battled in a small tauren camp when we were separated. She held three of the Bristlebacks off by herself. But the odds began to overwhelm us.
I led some away only to see her overwhelmed by newcomers. In my rage, I turned to face my enemies, but they brought me down easily with their vast numbers.
I awoke to a tauren druid tending my wounds. He had come across me on the Gold Road as I fell.
Please, /qst/, find some sign of my wife.
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>>314535
>Follow the Gold Road south.
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>>314535
>World: Where is Mankirk's Wife?
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>314681
'She's in Ogrimmar, under the inn m8.'
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>>314535
>Thank the Tauren Druid by offering your body to him, also ask him if he knows the whereabouts of your wife.
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They murdered my wife. They burned my homestead. Since that awful night I have traveled these lands, from the sun's rising till its decline, scouring the horizon for more of those monsters. I've killed every pig man I've come across since, but my thirst for their blood is far from quenched.
You, /qst/, you could help me.
Kill them. Kill as many as you can. Bring me their tusks, and we will celebrate their deaths together.
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