Burter's Group Thing

[Amadeus]

It was another glorious day in Azeroth. The lush trees of Elwynn Forest stood tall and mighty, enjoying the sun which hoovered over them. All was quiet except for the occasional animal sounds. Thanks to the high concentration of Alliance forces, the forest was a relativly safe place to be. Even the cultists lurking in deeper parts of it seemed like a distant danger.

One particular individual especially enjoyed the safety and security of Elwynn Forest. But this was no ordinary person. His armor shone brightly in the sunlight as his mighty feet thrudged their way forward. His trusty mace was attached to his side as his broad shield rested on his back. Making his way forward, he truly gave an appearance of a hero. He was...a dwarf picking his nose.

Leeroy glared around, all the while making sure his nose wasn`t itching anymore. Yawning loudly, he felt bored to his skull. True, he had done many heroic deeds which was only fitting for a paladin. But his teammates mostly retired after they had wrestled the icy-cold halls of Naxxramas and put the mighty lich Kel`Thuzad to his final rest. Allthough he was able to stand his own preety well, his expertise never fully showed without someone to fight with. But most importantly, he wanted another adventure. The quite life of normal citizents just did not appeal to him.

Looking for mild entertainment, Jenkins saw a boar not far away. Allthough the creature was preety big for a wild pig, it harmlessly smelled the grass beneath it. Already smelling the roasted meat, the dwarf took hold of his mace. Grinning widely, he decided to boost up his adrenaline by using his famous attack speach. But since he was alone, he decided to give it a little twist. As he charged forward, holding his weapon high, he exclaimed: "Allright chum, let`s do this. LEROOOOOY JEEEEENKINS!"

Feeling midly suprised, the creature looked towards the source of the sound. But the minor disturbance was nothing compared to the shock it suffered at the sight of a dwarf, carrying large pieces of metal on it, charging right towards it. The boars peanut-sized brain did not think twice before the animal turned around and ran for it, squeeling madly.

"Come `ere, piggy!" shouted the short knight as he countinued his chace. For a person carrying large plate armor, he was preety fast and his speed was sufficient to follow the escaping target. His metallic boots clinged forward as he was aiming with his mace to put the pig out of it`s mysery. He was so concentrated on his target that he failed to notice a unusual blue portal which appeared in front of him...

In a moments notice, the world around Leeroy changed completely. The blooming forest had turned into a jungle of concrete and metal. Unusual transportations roamed around as strange lights flashed all over the place he had suddenly found himself in. And the people. Their clothing, their talking, their attitude...it was something unimaginable for someone from Azeroth.

This cold slap of reality stopped the paladin dead in his tracks. Gazing shockingly and slowly lowering his weapon-wielding hand to his side, his prey squelled on in the distance to the suprise of many people who had not expected a boar in the middle of a city.

Without any knowledge of what was going on, Jenkins suddenly noticed he was being gazed by four people. These unusual individuals kept looking at him, their jaws wanting to drop to the ground. All. except one of them, were preety lightly dressed and their atire certainly wasn`t even close to the fashion which prevailed in the dwarfs world. With absolutely no idea where he was, who were these people and what had just happened, the paladin was able to exclaim only one thing:

"What the-?"

OOC: Hope you don`t mind if I drop in.