Once upon a time there was … something bad… and the only hope layed in the hands of the fellowship of the Lazy Peon Tavern, that set out at 9 pm to be awesome… and then the big army of evil iron dwarves attacked… and lost… all seemed great… [insert exciting new twist]… but then the fellowship won over the four towers and the evil end boss guy! Woohoo they all cried out, and all was well in Azeroth.