Things just arn't the same in Gruul's Lair, I'm told. Lair Brutes are moping around, wishing for a one liner from da king. But there is no king. Gruul's been hunched over and it seems like his posture will never quite be the same now that Maulgar's six feet under. Maulgar's dead, you see, and someone's got to pay.

The ogre priests suggested that Gruul go in search of a dragon for some nourishment to get his mind off all the drama. He only shook his head. Seems the only meal he's interested in is a heaping helping of revenge. 

He wants to dine on FSE's gizzards. It's the only way to stop that rumbling in his stomach. 

Now that we know we can dethrone Maulgar, it won't be long until we give Gruul the title shot he wants with us. 

It was some great patience and some real nice healing that got us through that fight. The role players did well with their tanking assignments, and after a few bumpy mishaps we got past our first 25 man boss task in FSE's 3 year existence. You might even say that the 25 man team we took there was a little bit undergeared for the occasion.

We'll be paying more visits to Gruul's Lair in the future. As long as their smiths keep forging and fashioning fancy shoulders, we'll keep showing up to try them on.