Phat Loot Phriday: Symbiotic Worm
The blood elf and Gilnean stood high above the Grimtotem camp, unseen by the tauren below. The rocky outcropping had been guarded, but not sufficiently so. Lolegolas set down his pestle to the side and swished the liquified Symbiotic Worm around inside the bowl.
"Throgg would not approve," the druid said somberly. The Gilnean's tone was clear, though. He didn't think that disapproval meant Lolegolas should stop. "How long before the catalyst starts working?"
The blood elf stared into the bowl thoughtfully. "Seconds. Minutes at the most. It doesn't take long. The addiction doesn't go away for a reason. It's very fast, very strong. Once this passes my lips, my body will remember the magic. With this much infusion, you'll easily see me from down there." Lolegolas set the bowl down. "He will be very unhappy with me for this."
"He will see you through it, again." The druid walked to the edge of the overlook. Three Grimtotem were unconscious and securely bound well away from the action. "I'm going now. I'll be in position within a few minutes."
Throgg knelt amid the crowd of Grimtotem below. His hands were chained to a large, wooden brace draped across his shoulders. One woman stood near him; she was clearly the leader of the tribe.
"You know why you're here," the tauren shaman said. Her face was dour, although Throgg had trouble reading her expressions. For better or for worse, she had a cow's face, which didn't lend itself to nuanced visual queues. "And you will die for your attack on the Grimtotem."
Throgg shift in his restraints. "The difference between you and me is that I will die with honor."
"You have no idea, orc," the woman said, "how tired I am of hearing about 'honor' and 'glory.' They're meaningless words in the face of the elements. Even Thrall knew that."
Throgg grunted and bowed his head. Who bothered arguing with steak?
"By lightning, then," the shaman said.
The energy came to the tauren's fingertips. It built quickly, sparking in the midnight air. And then, just as suddenly, the electricity disappeared. Throgg looked up, confused. It felt as if all the air had been sucked out of the camp, even if just for a second.
On the hill, a pair of green eyes burned brightly. The Arcane Torrent finished its job, sucking the energy from the camp for a moment, forestalling the execution. And supercharging the elf. His eyes blazed with enough energy to light up the camp; the moonlit had been replaced with the green glow of magic.
"Allons-y," Lolegolas said quietly.
The Gilnean leapt from stealth even as Lolegolas started firing. Arrows rained down from the precipice like a swarm. The missiles became like angry, biting locusts mowing down the crop of tauren. The druid felt very much as if he was fighting in the shade.
Type: Trinket
Stamina: 482
Equip: Melee attacks that reduce you below 35% health cause you to gain 963 mastery rating for 10 seconds. Cannot occur more than once every 30 seconds.
How to get it: It drops from Magmaw. Easy-peasy!
How to get rid of it: The worm sells for 8 gold, 5 silver, and 7 copper. It also breaks into a Maelstrom Crystal.
Phat Loot Phriday brings you the scoop on some of the most ... interesting ... loot in the World of Warcraft, often viewed through the eyes of the stalwart Throgg and indelible Lolegolas. Suggest items you think we should feature by emailing mikeg@wowinsider.com.
