Cataclysm: Gamon, legendary villain of Orgrimmar, made even more elite
by Fox Van Allen 
Nov 12th 2010 at 8:00PM
I must be out there in the night, staying vigilant. Wherever the darkness stirs, I will be there. Wherever an inn is threatened, I will be there. Wherever a rogue needs to finish a quest, I will be there. Lurking. Watching.
For at any moment, I know the foul villain Gamon may return to threaten my people.
Years ago, Gamon posed no threat -- a simple two-bit crook; a level 12 drunkard. Gamon bided his time in the Valley of Strength's inn (specifically, dead on the inn's floor). Many ignored him. But those of us, those of us with a sixth sense ... we knew that he needed to be stopped before it was too late.
They laughed at me. Called me a fool. Stopped me from doing what must be done.
And so, sinister Gamon obtained the legendary Tazan's Key. And before they could stop him, dark, foul Gamon unlocked the secrets of Tazan's Satchel, accessing the dark magicks inside. The once quiet Gamon is now ... a level 85 elite. And despite his quiet manner, he threatens the very safety of not just low-level rogues trying to finish a quest, but the entire world. A cunning villain, he still resists the urge to attack unless he is attacked first. But even so, his kill count is rising. He must be stopped.
I don't eat. I don't sleep. I keep watch over the Valley of Strength's inn, making sure Gamon stays dead on the inn's floor. The needs of the world outweigh the needs of the level 10 rogue trying to complete a quest.
I am Foxlight. And Gamon ... I will destroy you. Over and over again, every five minutes, until you stop respawning.
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Reader Comments (Page 2 of 3)
gundamxzero Nov 12th 2010 8:29PM
Mind control anyone?
Faar Nov 12th 2010 8:35PM
Unfortunately for shameless, unrepentant griefers like you, those abilities only work on people who had the misfortune of grouping up with you. So...too bad, huh?
waycooler Nov 12th 2010 10:06PM
Yeah, because nobody ever MD's or MC's dangerous elites to their friends...
/sarcasm
I once convinced a couple of my friends to jump off of Dalaran after I levitated the three of us... Then dropped group and watched, laughing, as they fell to their deaths. They were laughing too, so it's not that bad. They don't trust me with levitate anymore, though.
RetPallyJil Nov 12th 2010 8:30PM
"All those times they've killed me ... NO MORE!"
Nice to see that Blizzard watches Crendor's videos, too lol
smashman Nov 12th 2010 8:33PM
I really hope he isn't immune to snares cause I'll be trying my damnedest to kill him.
If you can chill it, you can kill it.
Racson Nov 12th 2010 8:33PM
Horde fresh death knights will soon learn to not pass near the inn
shadcroly Nov 12th 2010 9:05PM
Thanks for the tip...
Thanos73 Nov 12th 2010 10:00PM
This must be a horde thing, yawn.
Jordan Nov 12th 2010 10:18PM
You are such a cool guy, cool guy.
Zeroum Nov 12th 2010 10:24PM
There goes my dream of having a 5-man dungeon boss fight where all the heroes are trying to kill a skull-level Hogger, with other 35 npcs helping you, and Gamon levelling up like a crazy during the fight/dungeon, only to see everyone die, evil villain boast how 1337 he is, then Gamon backstabs him for tons of damage, while playing "Rogues do it from behind"
Oh well...
SpoonDogSVT Nov 12th 2010 10:34PM
um, hello! i'm right here! ;)
Mr. Tastix Nov 12th 2010 11:08PM
If calling a simple Tauren who done nothing but trained to defend himself a villain keeps you asleep at night, then by all means call him a villain.
I'll stand by watching -you-, Fox. When you strike that unarmed civilian, the one who only wanted to relax peacefully in Orgrimmar's inn, we shall see who the real villain is. And we shall see you die.
Riley Nov 13th 2010 7:09PM
that's what he gets for being flagged in his own city...
Rubitard Nov 12th 2010 11:28PM
I want a J!NX t-shirt that has "Level 12 Drunkard" on it.
Unsavory Nov 12th 2010 11:41PM
So from now on, he will be known as Ganon?
Ianmis Nov 13th 2010 12:02AM
While I do find this highly amusing I am curious as to why this change. So, why did Blizz decide to do this? Have they made any statements as to such?
Epitaph Nov 13th 2010 12:08AM
Did no one figure this out? Gamon is just Deathwings' Tauren form.
Rufio Nov 13th 2010 2:47AM
Ahhh, it all makes sense now!
Vodkamartini Nov 13th 2010 12:51AM
From the Diary of Gamon
85th Entry (extra amounts of booze and blood spilled on this page)
Woke up this Tuesday with a bad hangover. That's the story of every day actually, since I pissed off some Troll here in Orgrimmar and was cursed with immortality, and later given an open, free tab here at this bar as long as I live (hah - suck it barkeep). Still, I miss being able to kill things instead of being killed. The coyotes, the birds of the old plains ... the most nowadays is some chuckling initiate or peon that comes in thinking I have Thunderfury or the Warglaives of Azzinoth on me. (Who spread that rumor?)
Well, before he took off to fight the elements or whatever he does, Thrall the Warchief came into the place last night. The Warchief! He sought me out. Great, Orgrimmar's No. 1 hombre wants to kick my behind around too. I think everyone in this town has, including him. Some Alliance troops managed to get me pissed and brought me to the Warchief's hall the other night, either he or Garrosh slew me in the chaos -- "Omigod," Eitrigg screamed, "they killed Gamon!" "You bastards!" Vol'jin shouted -- and I woke up back in this bar. I finished my drink and turned to him. He didn't have his fists or blade out.
"You didn't give Eitrigg a coin for me to toss in Dalaran," he said. "Few in the Horde rebuke the offer of the Warchief."
"Well, a fountain wish is kinda stupid. I could use a lot more than tossing my copper in a well I'll never see," I replied.
"Point taken, even if the spirits object," Thrall said, taking the stool next to me. "Gamon, what is best in life?"
I really wanted to say another beer and some peace and quiet so GET THE FRAK OUT OF MY FACE YOU TWO-FACED HUMAN LOVING GREENSKIN, but my still somewhat sober brain said hey, it's his city, his thugs behind me and hell he could give me a favor. For a second, I thought he read my mind, as he smiled, but he let me speak with my mouth.
"To crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentation of their spirits as you udderbag them," I said, figuring he'd like that warrior schtick. I may be a loser, but I'm not stupid. Don't tell me Cairne doesn't say pretty much the same drivel to impress these hotheaded green savages.
The Warchief laughed and slapped me hard on the back! "That is good! That is good!"
Buying cred from a orc made me bristle. He was six-foot-four and full of muscles. I said in Taur-ahe, "Do you speaka my language?" He just smiled and gave me a Kaja'mite sandwich. And then he said, "I go for the land down under. Where fear does flow and tauren chunder. Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? You better run, you better take cover."
He then offered to buy me a drink - a cola, though I had the barkeep pour some Rumsey Rum Black Label in it -- and gave me some pebbles to mix in it.
"Don't pop rocks and cola make a volatile poison?" I asked, holding the shiny stones above the drink.
"Bro'ham, just shut up and drink the stuff," Warchief Thrall said with a smile. Even though it was a comforting smile and hey, the Warchief was buying me a drink (and staring down some rogue who wanted to gank me), I couldn't help but think it was a trick. I'd pee my leggings, puke all over the bar or have my head pop with foam coming from my snout, all to the laughter of the Horde within the bar. Or worse, I would die like my uncle Rahmoan, busting out the loudest body thunder Kalimdor has ever heard. He died straining over the squat latrine we dug on the mesa many moons ago, the pitiful war cry he screamed and the death thunder that rumbled from his tightened sphincter I will never forget (plus it made us sleep on another hill that night, it was that rank).
I dropped the rocks and watched them fizzle in the cola, and a very ominous looking cloud of smoke came bubbling forth from the froth. "What do these pebbles do?" I said, figuring I might need the knowledge.
"Can see things no one else can see, do things no one else can do!" Thrall said with a shout.
"Real things?"
"As real as Lo'Gosh!"
"Hey what more can a Tauren ask for," I replied.
"The Six Demon Bag!" Thrall added.
"Terrific, a Six Demon Bag. Sensational. What's in it, Warchief?"
"Wind, fire, all that kind of thing. Now drink the medicine!"
I made a toast. "May the wings of liberty never lose a marauder."
The room cheered as I drank. Thrall again said something to me, saying I wouldn't have to worry about being embarassed or whatever for a while. Whatever mate. I was busy trying not to puke the stuff as I felt it bubbling through my chest. If I was a bit more drunk I would've screamed I was having a heart attack, but I knew I'd live through that. I've lived through enough already.
I woke up, Thrall was gone, but he left a note. "Enjoy the new you." Bastard didn't even say goodbye.
I heard a noise. Another rogue, an undead by the smell. Maybe a few dozen seasons in his profession. He was shocked he was heard. More shocked as he looked at me harder. I slugged him once. He sailed across the room and cracked his head on the wall. He died. One shot.
Dayum.
I kinda like the new me.
But now there's several veterans of the Northrend campaign taking a look in the bar, glaring at me. Guess I'll be taking on multiple comers now.
Barkeep, another round!
///To read the rest of Gamon's diary, go to http://wow.joystiq.com/2010/10/06/around-azeroth-beta-edition-the-more-things-change/2#comments
xSchwarzerWindx Nov 13th 2010 10:20PM
Hilarious. Keep it up. :D