The Strange Little Fish-Man

“Braghk!” Murloc still couldn’t understand the strange noises the little human was making, but it appeared to be trying to communicate. The Murloc endeavoured to continue trying to talk back to the human, but it was clear that the two had no shared means of communication. Actually, talking was boring. Murloc wondered what small human tasted like. It began to open its maw, revealing the mismatched rows of shark-like teeth. “Mrrrrgggglllll…” 

"Grahk!" The Murloc couldn't explain why, but it suddenly felt the need to thank this little human creature. Was the thing it just said a compliment, in its strange human language? Murloc had no idea, but it felt it was. Such a nice little human, on the verge of being eaten and yet still throwing out compliments. Murloc couldn't eat such a fine specimen of a being. Instead, it unfurled its tongue and licked the small human to see if it tasted the same as normal humans.

This was it. The large grey thing was closing in for the kill. Murloc stood no chance against such an undefeatable mass of power. It shut its eyes tight and said its last mrrrgggllls to the gods of fishy creatures. The creature closed in. Murloc's life flashed before its eyes... And then, the creature poked it. Murloc tentatively opened one eye, staring at the large grey creature that didn't kill it. Why did it not kill the Murloc? Murloc's basic view of the world was sorely challenged by this unforseen line of events. It was making noises again, less angry this time. What on Azeroth was going on? "Grwlrwlrwl" 

Murloc is the best singer.

"Grahgk!" Murloc would be a better president than any of the silly humans available. 

“Grwlrwlrwl… grabababah?” The human could talk, despite it’s tiny size. More amazingly, it almost seemed to be sentient! A pity the noises the human making were just strange and random, rather than the fine eloquent language that Murloc could speak. It waddles up to the human, webbed feet splatting wetly on the ground as it walked. The Murloc reaches out with a slimy digit and prods the tiny human testingly. 

"Braghk!" Murloc still couldn't understand the strange noises the little human was making, but it appeared to be trying to communicate. The Murloc endeavoured to continue trying to talk back to the human, but it was clear that the two had no shared means of communication. Actually, talking was boring. Murloc wondered what small human tasted like. It began to open its maw, revealing the mismatched rows of shark-like teeth. "Mrrrrgggglllll..." 

The bite attack didn't seem to be working, the grey being was still stood perfectly still. Worse yet, it was baring its rather sharp teeth - sharper than Murloc's own - and was making very angry noises. Murloc, its tiny brain working in overdrive, discerned that the bite attack was not a good course of action to take. Letting go of the grey being's arm, the Murloc lands with a "Squelch!" on the ground and begins to flail. "Grwlrwlrwlrwlrwlrwlrwlrwl! Mrrrrrgggggllll!" 

The strange grey creature was attacking! Panic stations! "GARB-TOK!" The curious fishy creature opens its inhumanly large maw of teeth and lunges for the eyed one's arm, aiming to clamp its jaws down on the extended arm! 

"Grwlrwlrwl... grabababah?" The human could talk, despite it's tiny size. More amazingly, it almost seemed to be sentient! A pity the noises the human making were just strange and random, rather than the fine eloquent language that Murloc could speak. It waddles up to the human, webbed feet splatting wetly on the ground as it walked. The Murloc reaches out with a slimy digit and prods the tiny human testingly. 

"Rwl rwl rwl..." The Murloc weeps a single tear as it recalls the endless sharp and blunt metallic objects it has taken to the face. And magic thrown at it. Murloc has seen more fireballs to its face than there are barbeques in the world.