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[center][h1][color=ff4500]Avol Goldtooth[/color][/h1][/center]

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[center][color=ff4500]Location:[/color] Ancient Forrest[/center]

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     The roaring of the vortex battered and beat Avol within an inch of his life as he and Bo-Bo clashed against each other. For the first time in his life Avol feared something more than the loss of his money. As he twisted and contorted within the maelstrom believing that these were his last moments the sudden meeting of cool grass of a forest floor brought him back to reality. As he slowly gathered himself back to some sort of normalcy Avol patted himself down to make sure that everything that he kept on him was there.

Boomstick, Flamespitter, whistle, last and most important...his money pouch. With everything in order he slowly gathered himself together and tried to get a sense of where he was. 

[color=ff4500][i]'Well one thing's fa sure...I ain't in Northrend no mo’ ma. Guess I'd betta checkn see if tha idiot made it, make sure all my stuff made it with me.’[/i][/color]

Grabbing the special made whistle from his front pocket he pressed the oddly shaped wooden whistle to his lips and blew. The sound that followed was like the combination of a shrill tin whistle and a flatulent rusted horn being blown. Shortly after the sounds of heavy feet thundered towards Avol at speeds that should have bothered him for someone his size but busting through the tree line was the eight foot mook that he had come to depend on.

[color=orange][b]”You called Boss?”[/b][/color]

[color=ff4500][b]”Yeh, an ya took ya sweet time gettin here too! Do ya still have all tha stuff wit ya?”[/b][/color] 

[color=orange][b]”Uh..yeh Boss I got everything right here!”[/b][/color]

The awkward shifting of supplies wrapped in what appeared to be a sailcloth and tied with rigging told Avol that wherever Bo-Bo landed must of had pieces of the ship that brought them to Northrend which means that there could be more supplies to add to his wares. Wherever they ended up he was going to make some sort of moola and send back to his “legitimate” banks in Bilgewater. Taking a moment and fingering a coin from his coin purse and taking a large bite down into the solid metal disc Avol carefully calculated their next move.

[color=ff4500][b]”Alright here's what were what were gonna do. Take me back to where you came out of an let's get more stuff. The more stuff the more money we make.”[/b][/color]

[color=orange][b]”You got it Boss!”[/b][/color]