You know what I want? I want a goblin-themed Garrison.
So what if I’m in the Frostwolf area, surrounded by orcs and playing through a plotline filled with even more orcs ? I’m the freaking commander of this joint, and I demand some STYLE in my accommodations. Screw the orcs and their decorative spikes and limited color schemes! I want LIGHTS! I want A BARBEQUE GRILL BY MY TOWN HALL! I want ACCIDENTAL EXPLOSIONS to keep things interesting! I want a party to be going down in the Barracks! I wanna dump that fetid, half-frozen pond at the back of my garrison and put in a heated swimming pool with pool ponies instead! I want FANCY WALLPAPER with PENGUINS and BANANAS, and most of all, NO FREAKING SPIKES. We got TECHNOLOGY to defend ourselves with, like explosive rocket chickens and murderous mecha-bunnies. I don’t need to worry about Goren in the mines or crazed rylaks flying overhead if I got Shredders with flamethrowers, now do I? NO, I DO NOT.
In other words, my ideal Garrison would be a CLASSY ESTABLISHMENT.
The reality looks like we took Orgrimmar and transplanted it into a snowy wasteland, minus my belovedly trashy and super-convenient former home, the Goblin Slums. Mother truckers! Also, the damn place was designed for tall people, even though we’ve got a goblin architect.
Lumber Mill vs. Frostwall Inn
But let’s talk practical for a second here. I originally intended to build the Frostwall Inn because I want more followers* (not that I’m trying to create an army or anything). I ended up bowing to collective wisdom, however, and went with the lumber mill instead. “Resources are good,” people would say, and I can agree with that.
There was a problem with this plan, though. Namely, there weren’t any damned trees anywhere.
The lumber mill NPC told me Gorgrond was GREAT for trees, but it took a damn long while before I found the two required to complete the initial work order. It turns out that we’re all competing for the same trees, and like real trees, they respawn rather slowly. This meant that Gorgrond was clear-cut for all intents and purposes long before I got there, and it also meant that other people were HIGHLY COMPETITIVE when it came to what trees did exist. Quite often I would arrive at a suitable piece of timber, only to find it being chopped down before my very eyes! To add salt to the wound, I soon started finding large trees that I couldn’t do a thing with because of my dinky level one lumber mill. The level three trees remained standing, both irritating me and making me feel somewhat relieved because apparently, nobody else could do a dang thing with them either.
At the end of the night, I basically said eff this sheeyit, and I built the dang Inn on top of of the lumber mill.
Given enough time, I’m going to turn this into a goblin stronghold regardless of its style. I’ve written down every goblin follower there is.
* Can I just say WTF RNG when it comes to followers? Nioma’s first follower, Olin Umberhide, went all epically purple for no reason at all, and she got a slew of epic and rare followers thereafter. And then there’s poor Bombelina, with a Garrison full of average green followers …