Cracking stones and grinding axes ain't got nuttin' on da might of Da Tribe! Dis ship be cruisin' on! Tonight, The Butcher, Ogre Lord of Beating Dead Murlocs, has been dealt with in the appropriate manner.
Not sure where he keeps his belongings only wearing an apron, so I do not think I will ask how Kahlie got a new hat, Abitntree got a smelly belt, Ragepyre got some gloves from apparently the ogre's bag of holding, and Solfist decided it would be good enough to just take the poor dead moron's apron to wear outright.
Ever onward, me bruddas! Der be lots more explorin' to do!