#taranzhu

[centipeetles]

taranzhu replied to your post “taranzhu replied to your post “i don’t know if krispy kreme doughnuts...”

It's a shame indeed. Come to America, we have delicious doughnuts. Also the hell is Anzac day? :O

maybe one daayy it's this

[centipeetles]

taranzhu replied to your post “i don’t know if krispy kreme doughnuts are the exact same in Australia...”

I feel bad for all you foreigners who can't experience the majesty of true, hot and fresh Krispy Kreme doughnuts. 'Merica.

single tear

[mastersnowdrift]

✉, Taran Zhu

Lord Zhu,

Events have swept me far from the world of Pandaria. No doubt, you are wondering where I have disappeared to. The answer is…complicated. I am in Hive City. It is a place that defies my sense of logic and never fails to find a new way to put my on my toes. I am the recipient of a thousand strange stares each day, and I find that this place is hopelessly artificial. It has little appreciation for grace, or beauty…or anything that does not fit in.

Consequently, I’ve had to adjust. It may be some time before I am able to return, but I shall continue to follow the oath of the Shado-Pan until the day I die. I will not falter, and I will not fail.

I’ve met many more humans than I expected. It seems those orchestrating this experiment did not think of accommodating Pandaren, so of course, I am the only one here…thus far. It is…frustrating. I am hopeful that you are still in Pandaria, and that events are not spiraling out of control. Before my…unwilling departure…I knew the assault on the Isle of Thunder was completed, and the Thunder King dead. I wish you a swift recovery from your wounds suffered at Shan Bu’s hands, but considering your incredible tenacity, I have no doubt you will recover.

I am ultimately unable to have any effect on events back home, so I trust you and my fellow Shado-Pan to take care of things in my absence. If this letter ever reaches you…give Fei-Li a hug from me. I don’t know why she thinks of me as her uncle, but she does.

Oh, and please make sure Lao-Chin doesn’t get too drunk and is capable of filling in for me. He does have a tendency to have a small cloud of brew about his head most of the time…which is only so useful outside of combat.

Take care, Taran Zhu.

-Snowdrift

[mastersnowdrift]

"Taranzhu started following you"

The walks along this particular block of the Cultural District were now a part of Snowdrift's new routine in the city. He had memorized the establishments well, and made note of who tended to frequent them. Considering just how exceedingly violent Sector 003 was, he found most of his time spent in the Cultural District. He didn't mind waiting for the train at the end of a day spent exploring this place. I must familiarize myself with this place. Especially if I am to claim any sort of...occupation here. 

He wondered whether that meant he was giving up on returning to the Shado-Pan. Snowdrift put that thought aside. Until that window opens itself once more, no. I must deal with what is, and I cannot waste time wondering about what might be. I will do as I must. I will not falter. I will not shrink. I will endure as a Shado-Pan must.

Snowdrift turned onto a main street. A particular scent reached his ears as he headed down one way... The scent was familiar, he knew it well...very well. It was a scent that meant many things to him: command, duty, service, loyalty. It also had a name. He had hoped it would be possible that one of his own people arrived here. He had never dreamed of this. Snowdrift's eyes opened wide and he turned around. At once, a smile came to his face, the kind of smile that he would never allow but to this person. "Taran Zhu, Lord of the Shado-Pan..." The words escaped his lips as he saw his pursuer...no, his commander. His friend. The traditional Shado-Pan helmet that covered his head, the scarf that wrapped about his face, the glowing yellow eyes...it was him. There were no doubts about it.

[actualpanda]

Chapter 6, An Unpleasant Encounter and the Ox-Gate, has been uploaded! For those of you who would like a glimpse of attractions on the other side...

Jansho and he (Taran Zhu) had gone back the way they came, but they had much further to go to Paw'don. As they'd left Honeydew in the Northeast, they'd made good progress. Up until the thunderstorm had swept in, that is. The driving rain and hail forced the two Shado-Pan to abandon the road, and their mounts rested now in shelter, their fur patterns concealing them in the darkness. For a moment, it seemed as though the rain was slackening, and just as Taran raised his hands to wipe off his brow and his hair, he saw something quite large moving in the distance. It was quite imposing...and, if Taran's eyes were correct, extremely bad-tempered. His eyes narrowed. What would a single Zandalari be doing in the westernreaches of the Jade Forest? He exchanged a quick glance with Jansho, as well a quick nod and a whisper, "Zandalari war scout." Jansho's deep brown eyes closed tightly as the two Shado-Pan read each other's intent. Taran was good at concealing himself, but Jansho, being the rogue, was a master of stealth and was thus better at vanishing entirely.

Taran swept his facial scarf up and back into position. Wet or not, it was still useful for concealing the white of his muzzle. As he drew closer, hidden by both the gathering gloom of the evening rainstorm, his suspicions were confirmed. There had been trolls among the Horde at Honeydew Village, but they had not truly reeked of arrogance. The same could never be said of the Zandalari. The war scout was walking along the path to the north, his shoulders high and his visage bearing an ugly expression of hate and confusion. It would only be a matter of time before he had sighted the Shado-Pan at this pace. Taran readied the two-handed sword that rested on his back, using the foliage for cover and shielding his eyes with his left hand, his right resting on the hilt of his sword. He was within fifteen yards of the Zandalari when the towering troll suddenly stopped and sniffed the air. Muttering something foul in the language of his people, the Zandalari war scout prepared to move along...just as Taran closed the distance. Suddenly, the troll whirled and the Zandalari snarled, "I see you!"

Follow the link, and Taran Zhu wrangles with a Zandalari troll. Enjoy!

[ronyorosewood]

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