90. Hogger's Way to Victory: Remember to Burn Incense Regularly—Only Then Will Someone Help You When Trouble Comes
By the time Great Chieftain Hogger's fleet finally dawdled its way to the Azure Span of the Dragon Isles, its "fleet" had grown to twenty-six vessels of various sizes.
Aside from the several thousand Gnolls from Black Morass and nearly a thousand Green Skins under his command, his forces now included five thousand Golden Guards and Zandalari headhunters, six thousand Dark Iron Dwarves forming musket and mortar regiments, and a pirate mercenary force Malin Noggenfogger had pulled from Booty Bay through his connections.
That was enough to call his army an impressive force.
Of course, the price was that Great Chieftain Hogger had somehow ended up buried in debt. If he failed to repay Noggenfogger's loans in the future, then in the worst-case scenario, given those goblin merchants' methods that were "hard to distinguish from sorcery," Great Chieftain Hogger might really have to sell hookers at the Dark Iron Bar!
Still, since he had already gone all in, there was no turning back. Hogger was no coward, and he now stared toward the massive mountain range in the northwest of the Azure Span, nearly cut off from the outside world.
That was his target.
The local Gnoll Kingdom was hidden in those mountains. Ten thousand years of isolation had left the local Blue Dragons completely unable to stop the Bramblefur Valley Gnolls from expanding through the forest.
But the dragons did not actually need to act, because the first to suffer from the Gnolls' raids were the Tuskarr along the coast.
There was a sizable Tuskarr clan in the Azure Span. Tuskarr were famously powerful, and when they fought, they were as savage and deadly as rutting walruses. They often got into