Daragh's Hunt

We LOVE Loque'nahak hunting stories. How can we NOT love them? Other fellow hunters pursue the ultimate challenge of finding and taming this amazing pet and they honor us with their tales. Here is Daragh's story:

A hunter born under the boughs of Aldrassil searches for his companion amongst the rarest of beasts in Azeroth. After learning the ways of the hunter and how to keep an animal faithful to you, I ventured into the Darkshores in search of the ghostsabers, the spirits of the great cats that were lost due to the great sundering. Lore has it that the spirit is spawned from figurines and in the ruins of a night elf city, I found Maya, my ghostsaber that would guide me through my travels from Azeroth to the outlands and back to the forsaken lands of Northrend... On my travels I picked up Humar the pridelord and Rakshiri the white tiger in Winterspring but Maya stayed by my side as my main companion until...

The legends of Loque'NaHak were whispered to every battleworn hunter in the northrend... Ofcourse the legends mentioned of very rare appearances and a certain level required to try and tame the spirit beast. So begins the tale of the hunt for Loque'NaHak.

With Maya stabled, this hunter set out to find the spirit beast which proved to be the most evasive pet in the history of warcraft. 2 months of endless hunting, camping, circling and not a sighting, nor a whisper... two months of leaving the basin and returning on a daily basis and nothing...

Until one late evening a fellow hunter mentioned the downing of a trophy kill, the almighty King Krush and seeing as how rumour has it that the King, Loque and a estranged bird never show up together but in succession, every beastial instinct in me felt the arrival of Loque in the basin...

I needed to be prepared, so 12 hours later I came back to the basin with an eagle to hunt the spirit beast that evaded me for 2 months. I decided that this hunt had to be different from the others, this hunt had to be done from the skies and movement was the key, never stopping, simply circling in a well planned manner with one goal in mind. Loque'NaHak...

So high above the tree canopies of the basin flew the hunter on his green proto drake avidly scanning every piece of grass and rock... when all of a sudden besides Bittertide lake and under the boughs of the lush green trees lurked the spirit beast, white as winter snows and with a muzzle that glowed with a blue of the spirit world...

Gracefully landing on his feet, the hunter sent his eagle to taunt the beast and keep him busy, while he cunningly laid a trap under his feet. Then with a sudden command he dismissed his eagle and the beast finding no target in front of it turned it's rage towards it's new target. With eyes glowing a fierce blue, it cut through the air faster than a hunter's arrow to be caught in midflight by a block of ice. Yes it was far too late... The might Loque'NaHak had been rused into a trap. Where the hunter now forced his dominion over it and where the hunter proved his hardend training over the years would come to be invaluable...

During the endless tame, all the time spent hunting and all the time spent reading similar lore was coming to fruition. During those endless seconds the beast stared at the hunter and even as it's spirit fought against the will of the hunter, a pact was being formed between them, to serve each other to the best of their capacities and to find a common strength in their weeknesses... during those endless seconds where both master and beast were fragile and exposed to the dangers of the north, strength and friendship was born.

The Hunter and Loque'NaHak walked away from the lake in silence, each pondering about the adventures and dangers that lay ahead...

To my fellow hunters, the hunt never ends until the beast is aquired, such is the way of the hunter...

May your patience be your virtue and find hope in your frustrations because in the end you will prevail

Daragh

Thank you so much for sharing your story, Daragh, and congratulations for your well succeeded hunt. Walk with the Earth Mother. And good huntering!