An open letter to Mekkatorque,
I see you’ve not abandoned Operation: Gnomeregan. Despite BEING abandoned by all the tall races and even some impatient gnomes, you continue with phase two, de-radiating my leper gnomes, cleaning up toxic goo. Sending newly de-radiated gnomes to clean up toxic goo!
Give it a rest already. I’m not Zalazane. You can’t just summon a god to kill me and break a mind control spell, and I don’t control a tiny little town. I control a huge poisoned city. All the citizens are infected, they aren’t under a spell you can break.
It will take you DECADES to clean it all up. Your wasting gnome lives and resources on a personal vendetta against me. You just can’t stand that I did love your inventions they way everyone else did. A mechanical bird? pfft, BIG DEAL!
I have my spies Mekkatorque. Not every gnome loyal to me was irradiated. Plenty knew how close minded you were and still are. I see you assigning every new gnome that joins your ranks to Operation: Gnomeregan (http://wow.gamepedia.com/Quest:Operation:_Gnomeregan)
I see you have not managed to break in to my hanger yet. I will figure a way to get it out, before you figure a way in you rusty old cog!
I’m no fool, and I will not sit idle while you undermine me. I will undermine you! I can do that, I am literally right below you.
Sicco Thermaplugg, H.T. MkG.