I will have to admit that I was almost afraid to come back to Pandaria the other night after my adventures in Stormwind. It does seem like I go to Stormwind to really work on getting some more contracts, turning our products in and collecting the money before I head back. Sure as there is a sun in the sky, I always seem to get sidetracked.
I guess I should stop gong to the Lamb or even to the Blue Recluse to grab a bite to eat and a drink before making the trek back home. I always seem to find my old friends and sure as hell, there is always some issue or problem that I need to help on. Never being one to turn down friends, I always go along thinking that it surely couldn’t be as dangerous as the last time, right?
Well, I should have known when we got involved with the dwarves in the Hinterlands, that wasn’t going to be the end of it. I never did get all of the information about the interrogation of the goblin that we took captive, however, it seems that it lead to a lot of things that they are involved in now.
Let’s see, demons, irate warlocks and some pretty strange happens with monsters appearing out of some kind of portal that had been opened in the bowels deep below the Slaughtered Lamb. We’ve killed things that I would have only thought would have been in nightmares, however, someone didn’t seal the portal or if they did – it was a lousy job.
This last trip was even scarier because I have been befriended by a warlock that likes to hide behind me when we go on these adventures and it seems like she pops around just long enough to cast a spell and pass out. Did I mention that she’s pregnant? No, I had nothing to do with it, however, it does seem a bit weird for a warlock to be pregnant, what with all of that fel magic and stuff. I think she’s using me as a meat shield and sometimes she has taken some of my soul to use with her magics, without asking, I might add.
Anyway, this last time was no different than the last, I ended up tagging along and it was one heck of a fight that we had with monsters, demons and all sorts of unusual things down there in the depths of the basement. It really looks like there is some kind of strange and not so good magic being practiced down there. Of course, the warlock that was with us seemed to know something about it, however, I wasn’t privy to that information, I just was there to protect and to help my friends.
It was an awful night of monsters that needed to be killed, seals that had been placed on the portal were broken and that released the hounds so to speak. Why can’t I ever run into things that don’t spew acid and try to rip my face off? Let’s just say that my armor is going to be getting cleaned up and then I’ll have to see what really needs to be repaired, I can’t afford to buy a new set at this point.
Anyway, to make a long story short, we defeated the monsters, the acid that they had spewed on the ground left a gaping hole in the floor that naturally led to another “room” – why is there always another room? Some of the group went into the room and I opted to stand on the edge and peer down into the abyss. I guess that there was a warlock or a mage gone wrong that was trying to invent some kind of weapon – that’s why all of this mess was started. Well, it appears as though he may have gotten a bit carried away with it while he was at it. Most of these monsters have been constructed of different things, mostly plant life of sorts. What the others found in the room down there almost made me retch.
Apparently this warlock or whatever the heck he is was using a living Night Elf Druid to help with the processes that he was using. I don’t’ understand how he could have using her as some kind of morphing thing or if she was involved or if she was a prisoner of sorts. She was in chains when they found her, dead and there were signs that her life’s blood was being fed into these plants – for whatever sick purpose, I don’t care. We recovered whatever information that had been left down there, papers, receipts and other notes that were left on a workbench. One of our more pronounced heroes in the group gathered that all up before our leader could really take a look at it. I suppose I’ll hear something the next time I decide to visit Stormwind.
We had asked a Death Knight Dwarf that was an undertaker of sorts to take care of the remains of the body and give it a proper burial. Well, on the way out, I heard him griping about what was asked of him to do and he literally took the body and dropped it on the ground and left it there after he was asked to take care of it. Well, I couldn’t leave the poor thing laying there on the floor like that.
The Druid had been someone at sometime and I am sure that her family would appreciate it if someone showed her some respect when she was dead. Well, I gathered the body up and carried it back to the warehouse where we have some shrouds and body bags that we use in our bounty hunting so that it would be easier to carry back to Darnassus. I have no idea who the girl was or what her connection was to this mess, however, it cost her what was left of her life – Elune knows what kind of life she had had before coming to this sorry end.
Well, nothing would do except for me to transport the body to Darnassus and turn it over to the priestesses at the temple for a proper burial. I have known a few druids in my life and they always seem to have special rituals that they follow. Since I am ignorant of the details on the matter, that was the one place that I knew that the poor girl would be properly interred. I didn’t stay for the services or the burial because I needed to get back to Pandaria.
All of my involvement with my friends in Stormwind is really starting to upset Kae quite a bit. I just have to learn how to say “no” emphatically and stick with it, however, I do have a certain amount of loyalty to these people from our past history. They are some of the very first people that I met in Stormwind other than Josie and her group of people, which, one of these days, I do want to get back in touch with her to see how she is doing.
Kae took one look at me when I got home from Stormwind and grabbed her bow and left the house. She didn’t ask me if I was okay or anything and I know that I was a sorry looking sight, not only my armor being the worse for wear, I had several burns that I tended too as well as throwing away yet another shirt that acid holes all in the sleeves. She didn’t even talk to me, she just glared and left.
She didn’t come home last night and I haven’t seen any signs of her in Halfhill although I have been to the market in hopes that she might be there. I even went to the Vale to see if she might have stayed up there last night and no one had seen her. No, I didn’t venture to the Sentinel camp to see if she might have gone there because I don’t think that she would want any of her friends to know that she and I are having problems.
Yes, I think we’re having problems and I have to ask myself what it is that I want to do. I love her, there is no doubt in my mind about that, however, I am not ready to make any kind of vows just yet. There is such a finality to that and it scares the hell out of me. I guess I will hang out at the farm today and see if she shows up, if she doesn’t show up, I’ll head back to Stormwind to see if she has been to see my Mom.