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Vultures were peculiar birds. Able to digest the most foulest of carcasses and still come clear of any diseases. Not only that, but due to their heavy build and wings, their flight looked majestic and graceful, like that of an eagles. They could use the updrafts of the environment to soar as long as they pleased in the skies, and only descend when their gullets rumbled. What an easy life. An easy life most goblins thrived for. The two species were very similar, at least, if you happened to have been born in Undermine's slums. Both lived off the misfortune of others, and it didn't even bother them. It was in their nature. But once in a while

Bang. The deck cannon's red hot barrel spew out a barrage of shrapnels, it's recoil hitting hard onto the cogsprins it was attached to, the deck it stood on creaking in protest. Several more similar shots followed short after, rocking the Zeppelin in the air as they soared. Several gryphon riders were obliterated by the cannons, the sharp objects lacerating their beasts wings and bodies, and more often the dwarves aswell, sending them plummeting down to the chilling mountainside below. "Keep those cannons firing! Fire, damnit, FIRE!" the goblin captain screamed. Orcs, trolls and goblins were fighting not only for their living, but for thei

The air was stale. Mist hovered in a thin, transparent layer over the swamps. Moonlight and stars illuminated the mist like it was a thin veil of diamonds. Crickets played and the frogs croaked all around them. It was peaceful. Sadly it was all but serene. A sickening odor of rotting bodies broke the image from the face of Spoon Depthcharge. He snapped out of it, rising his hand and gently moved it forth, as if paddling the mist. Moments later, tens, no, hundreds of goblins rose from the murky swamp waters, most of them having a simple pipe that worked as a snorkel if the swamp got too deep. Most of them carried nothing else but scraps of

The trees of Ashenvale were magnificent. Wider than your average merchant shop back in Undermine. Not that they were that big either, space had always been scarce in Undermine. these trees, despite their towering height that almost seemed like they touched the clouds and massive width, somehow took so much less space. You could easily move and take in the wonders of Azeroth, trees that had stood for probably thousands and thousands of years. One could only stare at them in wonder.. "TIMBER!" And then shout in a crazy, euphoria like cheer as a modern marvel of goblin engineering, shredder, took one down in a matter of minutes. Boush grinned