Murlocs. The mere mention of the word is enough to bring nightmares to the most stalwart adventurer. Creepy scaly fish-men from the deeps, Murlocs are appearing on many of Azeroth's coastlines, noisily devouring the local population. The ones along the coast of Tirisfal Glades are particularly nasty.
Long before they have a chance to learn even basic combat techniques, neophyte Forsaken are pitted against the schools of fish-men. An individual murloc isnt a great threat, certainly not much more than other hostiles in the area. What makes them different is they have lots of friends, are grouped close together, and flee when badly wounded. A solo undead can soon find themself fighting against overwhelming odds. Hamstrung, dazed and dazzled by ligntning, many a young forsaken has met an early demise.
Such was the fate of several of my early characters. I HATE murlocs more than anything else in the game. I've got much better at avoiding creatures like the murlocs as I've learned the game but I still take a deal of pleasure returning and smashing swarms of them into pulp!
Almost every time I revisit Undercity, I'll take a short detour north or north west to the Tirisfal shoreline and hunt me a school of murloc! I can safely stand in the middle of a whole village full of them, ignoring their attacks, before unleashing my pet, raining down fiery destruction, or simply pulverising them one at a time with my fishing rod. Revenge Is mine MUHAHAHHAHA!
Look for "I am Murloc" on youtube.
heres one link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uOpdyytB3OY