Dear Warchief

You requested reports from the field in Pandaria. I have recently been on assignment in the southernmost part of the continent, in an area known as the Krasarang Wilds. It was there that I ran into a bipedal reptilian species known as the Saurok. I was fighting three of these creatures when, unbeknownst to me, a fourth unstealthed behind me. Suddenly this flying ball of fur and claws whipped past my head, and when I bested my opponents and turned around, this tiny windrider cub had attached himself to the Saurok’s face. Henceforth, he has followed me everywhere, and, given his bravery, loyalty, and ability to watch my back even at such a young age, I thought it appropriate to give him a worthy name. I have long been an admirer of your own Mortimer, and hope that mine will live up to the name.


Crusader Vanicus

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5 Responses to “Dear Warchief”

  1. koalabear21 Says:


    The Warchief should be proud!

  2. khizzara Says:

    Totally awesome! :D

  3. forthepie Says:

    Dear Garrosh,

    Die in a Basic Campfire.

  4. Monday mailbag « The Warchief's Command Board Says:

    […] first one was actually posted as an open letter on Vanicus’ blog, which I’m reproducing […]

  5. forthepie Says:

    Oh look, you made the mailbag.

    Still, Garrosh, die in a bonfire.

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