I will have to admit that I haven’t’ written in several days, however, it’s been busy and my mood has been somewhere dark and dank. Who knows, maybe I slept walked and had my head up Garrosh’s ass?
I am beginning to think that Fnor was right with his fears because I am seeing more and more roving bands of people out and about than what I am used too. Doesn’t matter where you go or what you’re doing, there are people out there and not all of them are in the least bit friendly. They would just as soon kill you and take whatever you happen to possess than to talk to you. Interesting. It does remind me of the war in more ways than I would like to think about.
Roving bands of mercenaries pillaging the land and scampering back to whence they came. Some of the employees are starting to voice concerns about the situation and I have taken the authority and started paying them hazardous duty pay on top of what they were already making. I know that isn’t going to make Fnor fucking happy, however, at least I am keeping the income coming in even if it is lessened by a few percent. Our next quarterly report is not going to be showing a hefty increase like it has for the last two years, however, it will show that we’re still producing the products that we have been contracted for.
I don’t mind running into people on my travels and I don’t mind trying to interact with them, however, I may as well be running around with two heads and a target on my back. No, no, they won’t try to assault you unless they have a group with them. If this is an example of how Garrosh’s new troops are going to be, I think I will serve my time as I am instructed if I’m recalled and then I will calmly take off for parts unknown and let that “tick” on the throne handle his own civil war. I swore allegiance to the Horde a long time ago but I never swore that I would become some one of less honor than a cockroach. I suppose that is considered treason by some people, however, I would much rather becomes a traitor to this trash than to be a dead hero trying to uphold murder and mayhem.
I did go do Shattrath and I met with the Ranger there. He is still turning in his pelts in a timely manner and seems to be adjusting to being in Outland. At least we were able to have a civil conversation this time without his “feelings’ getting hurt or be offended by anything that someone else did that bumped into his sensitivities. Maybe he is adjusting to his new life without that skirt holding his hand every step of the way. Who knows? Some day we might become friends once he gets all of his emotional baggage put behind him.
I did talk with the mage while I was down there as well and I hope that she gets the paperwork signed and back to me in the very near future before I end up getting involved in some other company business. Yeah, I don’t mind traveling with her to Shadowmoon for her research or whatever it is that she is really doing, however, she is attractive and not my type at all. She doesn’t appear to be all that condescending and I hope that she realizes that I won’t dance to the tune of being some kind of lackey for her.
The bounty business has definitely picked up and I am making more money than ever with that part of the business, however, that probably has to do with the fact that the idiots are coming “home” instead of just scampering out into the wild. Guess they don’t like fighting the marauders anymore than I do. Bagged three at the Faire this time and didn’t even cause anyone to blink an eye or even to appear to take notice of what was happening.
As for anything else going on, business is brisk here in Kalimdor and I have even had to make a couple of trips to the Eastern Kingdoms to check on the employees there. Everything seems to be pretty much the same there too. More roving mercenaries that only seem to want to wreck havoc in their path and not doing much else.
I’ll have to admit that I am uneasy the whole time that I am out in the field anymore because these bands seem to crop when least expected. Well, if that dick on the throne ever gets them organized, my heart goes out to the Alliance because the groups combined would be formidable.
I’ve already given Fnor all of the reports that I have been able to glean from the people here in Orgrimmar and it does look like some kind of war is imminent. When it is going to start is just a matter of time, I suppose. I’m not looking forward to it. I’ll do my fucking duty but I won’t like it.
Gone are those days of being able to relax and enjoy doing my job. I used to enjoy taking a few of the lesser contracts and going out in the field for a few days, now, I just add that much more ammo and that much more in the way of extra gear to my kit so that I will be able to survive. I find myself getting into the mindset of wanting to kill people when I see them rather than trying to befriend them like I have always done before.
I have found several areas that are completely barren of wildlife. Don’t these people realize that they are upsetting the balance of nature? They probably don’t care. May the Earth Mother have mercy on our souls? You’re only supposed to take what you need, not slaughter everything in the area to allow the beasts to replenish the area. I can see that if this isn’t stopped or controlled somehow, there will be many starving people on Azeroth. I just hope that the families that I have befriended and the employees that we have at this time will be able to ride this out.
I’m actually worried about Fnor’s family. For his involvement with his Kaldorei wife, I’m sure that there is a contract out there with his name on it somewhere and I already know that he is aware of it. May the Light keep him and his family safe from the insanity that I know is going to befall this land.
I did get to spend some time with Faendra when I was in Dalaran and I would say that our relationship is progressing along at a slow pace but it is progressing. No, I haven’t been out chasing skirts either, which is another thing that she let me know she wouldn’t abide with. I can do this!! I did it for that priestess that dumped my ass and went off to who knows where, I can do it for Faendra. At least I know that if Faendra dislikes something, she won’t just disappear, she has enough of brother in her that she will tell me straight up that she’s not happy about it.
Oh well, I had better get off my ass and get back to work. More contracts to hand out to the employees and more areas to check out to see what kind of devastation is there. I hate what this land is becoming more and more each day.