The dashing duo of destruction and daring-do sat calmly around a basic campfire. They were certainly not arguing about whether the campfire would be suitable replacement for Garrosh and they definitely weren't discussing the basic campfire's ignominious transformation into a simple cooking fire. But both Throgg and Lolegolas pulled up short when the clearing suddenly filled with a viscous, gray smoke.
"I am the Horror that flaps in the night," a mysterious voice paraphrased. "I am the campfire that cooks your goose."
Throgg stood, wrapping his sinewed hand around his polearm handle. "Show yourself."
A vast druid-hawk appeared in the circle. In another moment, it disappeared in a puff of smoke, replaced by a huge, smiling worgen.
"I am not Spot!" The worgen grinned again. "Sorry, when I saw you wielding Bo-Ris, I couldn't help myself."
Throgg dropped the weapon on the ground as he embraced the druid in a mammoth hug. "It's mostly for mogging," Throgg expositioned. "Strength polearms are so rare."
"How did you find us?" Lolegolas asked incredulously. "We thought we'd lost you months ago."
"That, my friends," the druid said, "is a much, much longer story. Before we begin... do you have any ale? I'm parched."
Item Note: In fact, not only is the polearm one of the very few Strength polearms ever to see Azeroth, it looks pretty cool. Of course, you can do better for weapons now, but make sure to grab one for your undergeared alts.
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