The return of Zal'zulu, the Witch Doctor
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The return of Zal'zulu, the Witch Doctor
The beads hanging in the doorway jingled slightly, signalling that someone had entered the smokey Troll hut. But Jimar had a problem, ever since he had moved back to Durotar he hadn’t been able to see. He had been like this for days since he tried the new ”exotic ingredient” that was given to him by another witch doctor. Jimar wasn’t worried in the least bit though, he had been in worse situations and was convinced that it was completely temporary. He remembered the time when he had spend the summer in the form of a salamander trapped in a jar because he had downed a hexing potion instead of his home made rum.
Jimar jumped out of his rat’s nest he called a bed and stood naked from the waist down in front of his visitor – or at least where he assumed his visitor was standing. They spent a few moments in silence as Jimar’s collection of rats and snakes weaved their way through the skulls and potion vials displayed on the shelves lining the hut, hissing madly.
The visitor spoke, but said something that Jimar clearly could not understand, he flinched slightly sending the braids flinging over his back, the tiny rat skulls and bone hanging from the end of each braid clinked together. Clearly he was not facing his visitor. Jimar spun round and made his way to where he thought the counter was, to pour each of them a drink.
“So... ya come te see de docta? Ya?”
There was no answer, but Jimar continued his attempt to work out which of the many vials held the substance he was looking for. He picked one up, sniffed it, and quickly put it back with a wrinkled nose. He reached for another and took a swig without sniffing, surely he’d recognise the taste? He licked his lips at the slightly sour tang.
“Nope, no dat one.. Murlock piss.”
He coughed slightly at the after taste as he continued through his arsenal of potions, brews and liquids that he himself wasn’t too sure what the hell they were. He had completely forgotten about his guest, completely engrossed in the task at hand, until a sharp cough interrupted him.
“O’corse mon! So.. why ya be ‘ere? Back pain? No sleepin’? I know I know!! You wan’ de mojo juice ya?!”
It was at this point that Jimar realised there was infact more than one person in the room. Of course! He had thrown a party, how could he forget? Hang on.. wasn’t that last week.. or planned for next week? No, he was pretty sure he had just thought of it at that very moment. So it couldn’t have been a party. Thank the loa – Jimar thought, I don’t have enough shimmer weed for all three of us. I’ll have to hide what I have quickly! Before they smoke it!
Jimar dived back into his bed, eager to reach his “secret stash” somewhere under the covers and knocked himself out cold.
The wind jingled the beads in the doorway once more, his hut had been empty the entire time.
That’s right, Jimar is back!
It’s time for out of this world stories, crazy speaking, substance abuse and sitting on the roof tops of ratchet smoke huge pipes of shimmer weed.
Reason I have posted this here?
Think of it as a request for confirmation that Jimar still has a place within the Heritage.
-Jimar
Jimar jumped out of his rat’s nest he called a bed and stood naked from the waist down in front of his visitor – or at least where he assumed his visitor was standing. They spent a few moments in silence as Jimar’s collection of rats and snakes weaved their way through the skulls and potion vials displayed on the shelves lining the hut, hissing madly.
The visitor spoke, but said something that Jimar clearly could not understand, he flinched slightly sending the braids flinging over his back, the tiny rat skulls and bone hanging from the end of each braid clinked together. Clearly he was not facing his visitor. Jimar spun round and made his way to where he thought the counter was, to pour each of them a drink.
“So... ya come te see de docta? Ya?”
There was no answer, but Jimar continued his attempt to work out which of the many vials held the substance he was looking for. He picked one up, sniffed it, and quickly put it back with a wrinkled nose. He reached for another and took a swig without sniffing, surely he’d recognise the taste? He licked his lips at the slightly sour tang.
“Nope, no dat one.. Murlock piss.”
He coughed slightly at the after taste as he continued through his arsenal of potions, brews and liquids that he himself wasn’t too sure what the hell they were. He had completely forgotten about his guest, completely engrossed in the task at hand, until a sharp cough interrupted him.
“O’corse mon! So.. why ya be ‘ere? Back pain? No sleepin’? I know I know!! You wan’ de mojo juice ya?!”
It was at this point that Jimar realised there was infact more than one person in the room. Of course! He had thrown a party, how could he forget? Hang on.. wasn’t that last week.. or planned for next week? No, he was pretty sure he had just thought of it at that very moment. So it couldn’t have been a party. Thank the loa – Jimar thought, I don’t have enough shimmer weed for all three of us. I’ll have to hide what I have quickly! Before they smoke it!
Jimar dived back into his bed, eager to reach his “secret stash” somewhere under the covers and knocked himself out cold.
The wind jingled the beads in the doorway once more, his hut had been empty the entire time.
That’s right, Jimar is back!
It’s time for out of this world stories, crazy speaking, substance abuse and sitting on the roof tops of ratchet smoke huge pipes of shimmer weed.
Reason I have posted this here?
Think of it as a request for confirmation that Jimar still has a place within the Heritage.
-Jimar
Jimar- Headhunter
- Posts : 58
Join date : 2008-04-27
Re: The return of Zal'zulu, the Witch Doctor
Of course you're welcome back! We all miss our witch doctor!
(Ry has been meaning to go find you since we met at the ball, but her ritual got in the way)
(Ry has been meaning to go find you since we met at the ball, but her ritual got in the way)
Re: The return of Zal'zulu, the Witch Doctor
The mad witch doc's back? That's just great!
But I wonder why he is always naked under the waist...
But I wonder why he is always naked under the waist...
Re: The return of Zal'zulu, the Witch Doctor
duh! i should have known you were blind otherwise you would have seen the sign...you know, the wooden one painted in garish colours with a lizard head nailed to it...the one that says "this place is saved for Jimar!"
welcome back
welcome back
Vypra- Headhunter
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Re: The return of Zal'zulu, the Witch Doctor
WELCOME HOME JIMAR
Djinja- Headhunter
- Posts : 75
Join date : 2007-12-01
Location : The swamps of Azeroth
Re: The return of Zal'zulu, the Witch Doctor
Ha-haah! Glad to hear that you're back in da land o' da living, mon. An' you'll always be welcome in da Heritage.
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Location : London
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