About: Bhasu's Story

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Bhasu woke up in Stormwind like many other mornings, wondering why he was still staying here. Not being able to come up with a good reason, he washed his hair and face, and strode out to the mailbox. He only had one letter that morning...so he opened it. p.p.s. Seriously mon. Your mojo is all screwed up"

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rdfs:comment	Bhasu woke up in Stormwind like many other mornings, wondering why he was still staying here. Not being able to come up with a good reason, he washed his hair and face, and strode out to the mailbox. He only had one letter that morning...so he opened it. p.p.s. Seriously mon. Your mojo is all screwed up"
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abstract	Bhasu woke up in Stormwind like many other mornings, wondering why he was still staying here. Not being able to come up with a good reason, he washed his hair and face, and strode out to the mailbox. He only had one letter that morning...so he opened it. "Bhasu, Long ago you entrusted us wit watchin your child. She has turned out to be as strong willed as you have, and on dis, her eighteenth summer, she has decided ta wander off. We tried to talk her inta stayin, but she could'n be swayed. Hopefully your instruction ta her in the shadowy was stuck, since she had'n started her trainin with us as a Madcap yet. I fear she won' find as warm a welcome in Durotar as she hoped, but at least she looks more like her mother than you. My advice to you, follow her and do what you can for her, but let her walk her own path. The girl loves you, but unless you can lead her in some direction, the girl may grow to hate you. Hopefully you know some people around there who might not want you dead. Maybe they can help you, since she is beyond our grasp now. Good luck Mon. -Falthir p.s. I still don' know how you ended up with a half-troll daughter. Tough to have both halves of your blood hate each other. Well, most of the time apparently. p.p.s. Seriously mon. Your mojo is all screwed up" Bhasu stood staring at the note for some time. He knew Maekashti was in better hands with the Zandalar trolls. They were accepting. Fel, they accepted him. He knew the archdruid would not have been nearly so, and as such. Senra and the other Darnassian Rogues had done what they could, but in the end, not being in Darnassus was probably the best bet for all involved. Now, Maekashti was off finding her fortune. "Gods, why must this war keep going...this would make it so much easier. I am going to get drummed out of the Alliance if this gets out." Bhasu sat and thought about this for awhile, and decided that might not be all bad. He thought to himself that the Alliance at many points was the group still pushing this was IS the Alliance... Bhasu sighed, folded the letter and tucked it into his belt, and walked towards the park.. "I need to talk to someone about this"

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