Tauren Tale, Chapter 11
"tell me about your home, back in mulgore." "our... home?" sanja looked from person to person before her gaze returned to the purple-faced man.
Needing Brother's Help
They had been in mulgore training for the day, just after it had rained. so the ground was nice and moist for if either of them fell.
Tauren Tale, Chapter 13
"i wish we could follow the edge of the oasis all the way back to mulgore," jorga said. "hiking across the desert is easier, and then we could go into the swamp whenever we wanted to refill the water skin." "yeah," the other two agreed.
RP Log - WoW Shaman training
* * * damori: so... out in the red hills of mulgore a lone shaman stays. he is an elder grimtotem, long forgoten by the conflict that gripped the tauren. he and his followers stay there tending to the needs of his ancestors.
Nach Nordend - Heilende Hände
Alles hier war so anders als zuhause, selbst die luft auf diesem eisigen kontinent schmeckte anders in ihren lungen und schon sehnte sie sich nach den goldenen weiten von mulgore.
Darkness of the Heart: Chapter Two
Lightning pierced the darkness that had consumed the land of mulgore. this storm was unlike any menthal had ever weathered, with his emotions in confliction.
Chapter 1 Fate's Companions
She recognized it as a rare species from the barrens having grown up in mulgore, which was just beside. a creature rose up before her claws held aloft when a thunderclap echoed off the trees.
Darkness of the Heart
It's dangerous during this storm, as the elementals like to come out and prey on the lonely fools who take the dare to wander the plains of mulgore during this time."
Erika Whitehoof - Chapter 1
And so four days before erika had ran away from her home in mulgore in an impatient effort to prove her elders wrong.
Olum's Pool: Chapter Two
Gradually, mulgore awakened. life began to stir. plants stretched out their leaves. insects chirruped and buzzed. animals looked out from their dens to greet the new day. somewhere, an early bird let forth its melodious call.
Subtlety is for the Weak
Her eyes traveled to the eastern horizon and the cliffs that made up the border to mulgore. the sun was certainly rising, the sky a gentle hue of hot purple near the cliffs as it gently faded to a starry navy blue, nearly devoid of clouds.
An Unlikely Saviour
Being used like a breeding toy for a bull in mulgore was not how he imagined losing his virginity. he had always imagined it would be between the sheets with a female lover instead of this.