Gurble can speak Common, but every other Murloc can’t. He is the key to the Murlocs and the Alliance.

By Luke Whitley

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This is for UMD (Un-official Murloc Day) and I hope you all Enjoy!

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-Luke Whitley (Von Entertainment Boss)

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Chapter 1: Being the Blacksmith.

Hammer it into shape! Careful of your hands! I thought to myself. I kept hammering the new sword into shape.

“I got to teach some people how to be a blacksmith.” I muttered to myself.

"Urgllee wekeugl muterl ewerule, M'urgoglmil?" Ringar asked me.

"Uruglmiml Muterlee mminl meeril murmil urglrrrrgorlle mmeglwembil wekelee muwembugl." I answered.

"Murle, ewerrlle... Muterlee muugrgo'l mminl mutrrglee ewerlee."

“Cool.” I said, “Muterlee mmule, Uruglrlle mutrrgil gurrml murrrriml ewero'l urglmil urglmimooglle."

"Wekeule gurrml mutrrgmil muugl?"

"Wekeugl... gurrml uruglnuglml ewerl memmugl Wekemilee M'urgmiinl mutrrgil memmugl gurro'l muule werlgmelee."

We wondered of to the Chief. He was in his tent. The guards stopped us. Ringar explained the situation to the guards in Murlocish. They nodded and pulled up their spears. We wondered into his tent.

"Murirgl, Uruglmio'l, gurro'l m'urgrlle muterl memmugl?" Chief Brakil asked us.

Ringar looked at me. "Im'chml murrrriml mminl meeril m'urgugrgmil urglmil Meerrrrroglemle urglmimooglle uruglmil weutule Wekeirgml." I explained to the Chief.

“Werule?” He replied.

“Murirgl ewermil muiml weutmil Meerrrrroglemle wereglmeo'l.”

“Mutrrgil kermooglmil, Im'chml muugrgo'l mminl ewerule urglmil murnuglugl memmuuuuiml weutlee weutule wekeiml m'urgil weutule Wekeirgml.”

“Muterrrrril.” Laughed Ringar.

“Mutrrglee werlee.” I said to Ringar.

He laughed. I turned around and walked out of the tent. Ringar was a few steps behind me. Suddenly an idea popped into my head. I quickly span around and ran back into the tent. Ringar watched me, obviously confused. He ran back in behind me.

“Urgllee urglinl gurrml m'urgugrgmil weutule urglmimooglle urgloglrrrrl?” I asked.

“Urglmil ewero'l m'urgrlle gurrrlle” Chief Brakil replied, “Weutil m'urglee mmil mutrrggorrrro'l.”

I nodded. Ringar didn’t know what to think. We stepped outside. Ringar cursed in Murlocish. I smiled. I was finally in an adventure. Then I noticed something. I didn’t know where to go or what to pack. I stood there frozen. Ringar moved in front of me and moved his hand up and down in front of my face.

“Ha, what?” I said confused.

Ringar put his hand at his side then looked at me. I moved my head to signal to move with me. We walked to my tent. I needed a tent because I was the Blacksmith and I needed more room then others. My tent was half full with equipment I made and a few tools for Blacksmithing.

“Mminl mmo'l wekeugrlrlle; gurro'l muterl urglemle gurrml ewero'l.” I said to Ringar.

He picked up a sword and shield, so did I.

“Mminl mmo'l wekeugrlrlle; gurro'l muterl urglemle gurrml ewero'l.” He told me.

“Im'chule.” I said, “Werlgl muterl mminl wekele memmiml?”

“Memmugl, Mminl mutrrgmil muil.”

He ran off to get the bags. He returned a while later. He chucked a bag at me. It wasn’t empty. I opened the bag. There was some food in there. I looked up at Ringar. He smiled at me.

“Weutugl weutil muriml mmo'l gurro'l.” Ringar said to me.

“Weutugl weutil muriml mmo'l gurro'l.” I said.

“Memmugl, Ewerl mmmomil weutlee uruglnuglinl mutrrgil Kerugl uruglule mmo'l meermil im'chule weutule werlgmeiml mutrrgrrrrmil.”

“Mutrrgnuglinl im'chule gurro'l?”

“Im'chml werlgle weutule wekeiml. Werlgeglil wekenugll weril mutrrgrrrrmil.”

“Mutrrgnuglo'l! Urgllee weutmil Weutugl M'urgoglmil ewerrlle meeriml weril mutrrgrrrrmil.”

“Urgligleiml... urgleglugl muterle, Uruglmio'l...”

I looked at the ground. “Murle, gurrml mminl im'chlee memmrrrrirgugl meeril m'urgrlle.”

Chapter 2: Goldshire

We packed other things that we thought we might need. We wondered of too the south-west. We Said goodbye in Murlocish to all the other Murlocs as we passed by. I knew I wouldn’t be back for the feast and see my Dad Gurble, but when I do, we would be so proud of me. Ringar and I didn’t speak to each other. I think he was a little annoyed at me.

We didn’t go far. After dodging fights with bears and wolves we found ourselves in big danger. We were close to a human town. I never was taught about humans, I only knew their language and that they’re dangerous. A human saw us.

“Murlocs!” He alerted.

He started casting a flame spell at Ringar. Ringar charged at him. This adventure could end our lives, I noticed. A flame ball spread from the humans hands towards Ringar. It hit him. Ringar was flying backwards.

“Crap.” I quickly said, before another human knocked me out by a hard mace swipe.

“Argh.” I said injured and in a human bed.

I opened my eyes. Humans were crowded around me. Four of them were holding an arm and leg each and another stood over the bed. I looked to my side. Ringar was the same as me, but without the man standing above. Ringar woke up and panicked.

“Kill them.” The man above me said.

“No please don’t!” I naturally said.

“He speaks!” The man said amazed.

“Uh… yeah.” I said.

He stared at me. “We can use him.” He said, “Kill the other.”

“Don’t… if you do… I’ll… uh…” I couldn’t think the right words.

“Not work for us?”

“Even if you torture me” I added in.

“Is there anything else?” He asked.

“Hmm.?” I thought about it, “We live as humans and you make peace with us Murlocs.”

“On one condition.”

“What is it?”

“You Murlocs join the Alliance.”

I didn’t know what to do. My first reaction was nod. The humans let go of Ringar and I. Now I had to see the Chief and see if he was fine with this. I knew that wouldn’t be easy. I had made the Murlocs an ally without the chief knowing. And how could the humans trust me?

Chapter 3: Living la life of Humans! YEAH!

Ringar: Murlee... m'urgugl weutmil im'cheglinl wekeigleml. Werule weutule mmil memmlee mutero'l mmrlle m'urgmeugl muriml ewerl? Urgllee m'urgugl Uruglmio'l werrrrrrlle? Mmrlle gurrirgmil weutmil werlgeml weutmil mmrlle. Uruglmio'l wermoogliml kerle weutule murirgiml mutrrgil mutrrgrrrril mmugl werle. Muterlee m'urgugl m'urgmilee...

"Murle Murirgl. Muterlee memmo'l urugligleiml im'chrrrrinl memmnuglil im'chule weutule Meerugrgo'l mutrrgil Memmemiml." Im'chmil werlgle meeril werle.

"Urugll..." Muterlee memmmougl urglemle weutlee werlgiglelee meeril ewerule.

“Muterlee memmmil meeril m'urgrlle muugl. Gurrle gurrml mutrrgule. Gurrle gurrml mutrrgule weutle Memmemiml.”

Muterlee urglirgl eweruuuumiinl. Muterlee mutrrgeglrlle werlgugl urglinl Muterlee mutereglil meeril muro'l weutle mutrrglee Wekeoglo'l.

Gauble: Wow, he didn’t know what to think. Living as a human will be new. We could probably blacksmith and do many different things. I wasn’t sure what we got ourselves into either. He is probably thinking something like ‘Why did I want to be his apprentice. I got us into this mess.” But it wasn’t true. I got us into this mess. I don’t actually want to live as a human for long. I already miss my home.

“Eweruuuuule Murirgl. Urglmil ewerrlle kerrlle uruglnuglml mutrrgil weutle gurrrlle mutermil muterl mmil werlee.” I said to him.

He put his head back and fell to sleep. I followed the humans downstairs. I could smell meat… cooked meat. I followed the smell around the corner. There was a human cooking with another human beside him. I wondered up.

“Um… could I have some?” I asked the human.

They both looked at me.

“All Murlocs must not be harmed! They now are part of the Alliance.” A human voice yelled from outside.

“Ok Talking Murloc, at that you may.” The cooking human said.

“Please, call me Gauble.” I replied.

The cook got back to his cooking. I wondered into the main room. The heat from the fireplace warmed the whole room. I felt warm. I slowly walked outside. It was a little colder outside. A cold breeze came through the town. It was night-time. I ambled over to what looked like a blacksmith building. I walked in. Suddenly I felt warmer. Heat. Ahh, it was so nice. I felt happy.

“May I do some blacksmithing?” I asked, “I got no supplies though.

A human nodded and pointed to a big crate.

“Thanks.”

I smiled and got to work. Ha-ha, Blacksmithing and being a human. It was funny to me. I worked non-stop through-out the night.

Chapter 4: Ringar wakes up and gets to his new life.

Still hard working. Want my items to be good. I can sell these for money. I was warm and getting over-heated. Morning was here and it was getting sunny and warm.

“Werlee! Uruglmio'l!”

I turned around to see Ringar.

“Oh, hey Ringar.” I replied

Then I noticed. Ringar was a lot different. He was dressed. He was in leather pants and a leather vest with a shirt underneath. He smiled at me.

“Crap.” I said.

A man walked to Ringar then looked at me.

“Hey Gauble, we are gona teach this guy common.” The man said to me.

“Cool.”

“Does he want any profession?” He asked, “Leatherworking, blacksmithing, tailoring?”

“Werlgl muterl memmugl meeril m'urgrlle murirgmenuglo'l, ewerugrlgougrlugl im'chl ewergougrgle Murirgl?” I asked him.

“M'urguuuuugrlmoiml.” He answered.

“Leatherworking.” I told the man.

He nodded then softly touched Ringar with two hands.

“I’ll go get him out with some tutors.” He said.

“Ok.” I replied.

Ringar knew what the man was doing. He walked away with the man smiling. I felt sleepy. I had spent the whole night blacksmithing. I walked into the inn and into my bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Chapter 5: Dream? Nightmare? No… Vision…

I was having a nightmare. I saw Chief Brakil dead. A masked figure running. After that I saw Lekon, Murk and a portal. I saw Murk run in. Then I saw this figure. He was looking at a magic portal-like thing. He had the same shape as the figure running through the camp but with different clothes.

In the portal-like thing was Murk looking at a camp. I heard this deep voice. The voice said “Find him and kill him!”

I woke up with a jolt.

“Wake up Gauble.” A human said while shaking up. He was standing by Ringar.

I was almost crying. Ringar could tell. As he saw me he instantly had a concerned look. Should I tell him? Will he believe me? Was that truly a vision or a nightmare? That all went through my head. The human looked at us. He too had a concerned look after that.

“Whaaaa… What’s, wong?” Ringar asked, I was happy he was learning.

“Been sleeping a while Gauble, what’s wrong?” The human asked, “Almost a week you’ve been sleeping.”

“I’ve… I’ve had a vision.” I said to the human.

“Ewerl mumougl Murirgl...” I said to Ringar.

Their eyes grew wider, I started what I saw, and Ringar’s grew even wider then that. They didn’t know what to say. I don’t think know what to think. If that was going to happen… I don’t know what we can do. Slowly I slithered out the bed to continue the day normally, well, like a human.

Chapter 6: To the big city.

I continued blacksmithing; it was hard because I kept thinking about the vision. Was it actually a vision or just a nightmare? I formed a nice sword. I wanted to keep it. I stood looking at it.

“Gauble!” I heard someone yell.

I turned around to see him. He was a human, with a place of armor that looked like it’s a Murlocs. It was shiny and silver. The top was chain mail and bottom just some greaves. I smiled, it was so beautiful. I forgot about the vision as I wondered over. I brought my sword which was in fact, also silver with a bronze handle.

“Gauble, this is for you.” The human said handing over the armor.

“Thanks.” I replied as a grabbed it.

“We need you to go to the big city, Stormwind, Ringar will stay with us.” The human said.

“Ok.”

“Put that on and go, so they don’t kill you on first sight or at all hopefully.” The human ordered me.

I walked around the back and slowly out on the armor. It had warm silk underneath. It felt conformable everywhere. I walked back into the blacksmith place. I grabbed the best shield I could find, they just smiled. I walked outside. Lots of humans and Ringar were there. I waved as I walked away backwards.

“Bye, bye, bye!” Lots of people said bye to me, even Ringar was saying it in common. It made me smile.