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Chapter V: Pedestrial Ascent |
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Again a few days have passed. I started to miss my new home, the Exordar... it's interior was comforthing, something I could cling to in this alien world, but here. I am only surrounded by Night Elves...The grand tower to the North it seems harbors a base of operations for an insane cult, set upon detsruction. therefor I was asked to travel south, to the Lands or Ashenvale forest. I'm looking foreward to that, it is said to be a beautifull place. I'm leaving in the morning. |
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The tales I've heard indeed are true. I find myself on a balcony in an elven barracks in Maestra's Post overlooking the hilled landscape, dotted with beatufull green and purple trees. Truely a place where I could live. But alas, as always got myself in certain troubles: bargains and deals made to scratch together some silvers. Soon I'll head deeper into the forrest, for it seems the inhabitants of the tower of Althalax have a secluded base here as well...
For now I am taking a rest, but will soon make my way to the beach in the west, before nightfall. Vicious animals |
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live here, hunters expecially active at night. But they are not my quarry. I am to seek out the Naga!
Perhaps I can track down a few before I set up camp at the strands. |
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Astranaar, a Night Elven city at the heart of the forest. I came by that place a few days ago to spend the night there. But this time I have to return... It seems I am not quite as much a pioneer as I thought, among my kind. A group of other noble Draenei came here to establish an outpost in the ruins of Forest Song. Glad to see my kind after such a time I was happy to be able to assist them. I asked Vindicator Vedaar to send word to the Exodar, to my aunt. I hope she will get my letter in time, before I am required to travel to the lands of the humans. But before that I need to go to Astranaar, it seems a dark force, called the Twilight's Hammer, are in league with the naga at a place called Blackfathom Deeps.
Perhaps some adventurers can be gathered to seek out this mysterious location. |
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My back, my rear... Too long have I spent riding the Hippogryphs, this time I was to make my way to the summit of Stonetalon Mountain post haste. Once there things indeed looked grim. The Night Elves at the peak where concerned about the Goblins in the South-east, the Horde from the South and the enraged fire elementals in the Scorched Vale in the South-west. In these parts playing the role of the true |
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Again a great gap in events has been left out. It has been days since I last took up the quill and wrote words of slolitude to describe this odd world. It seemed Azeroth is not as pure and uncorrupted as it seems. From deep below Evil Plots, but for now, the majority of it's henchmen have been put down. I speak of my venture into the Ancient Night Elven temple, now sinisterelly dubbed Blackfathom Deeps. |
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It was one fatefull evening, two nights ago I met with a band of Night Elves on the beach, apparently they had the same goal as I did. It did not take much convincing to be able to join their party, since they had heard of my kind, and my own actions in the region.
So we went in... Wolfsong, Zebulah, Toch and Mersa they where called three gentlemen and a lady, but all four fighters at heart for we quickly discovered Blackfathom Deeps to be the center of worship among the damned Twilight's Hammer cultists. |
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We cautionously made our way to their most unholy shrine and confronted their leader in an unsuspecting ambush, but little did we know that this was not the end. The creature they worshipped, an ancient Hydra and apprently a mere pet to creatures so evil and chaotic best left Unspoken was the last to stand in our way. Nearly we fell, but with few broken limbs we fought on untill the behemoth lay dead. The wounds will heal in time, turning into nothing more then small scars, faint reminders of the many battles a warrior has to see.
Weary, broken we returned to Darnassus and held high the head of their leader. After that we visited the local hospital. I am sure that with some meditation and channeling of the Holy Light, we will be up and about in mere days... |
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