Quite a few corpses on the way to Goldshire too. Not humans I think, either. Big ones. Elephantine. Were they orcs maybe? Despite being a healer, I'm not too familiar with anatomy. Once a body's to the point where it's a skeleton, it's sort of beyond my expertise.
I never really got the chance to explore much of the town, and I'll explain why in a minute. The first thing I saw was this giant house that looked like a working bellows. I don't know how to describe it beyond that. I'd never seen anything like it. Of course, I was interested in the blacksmith. He told me I could learn it as a profession and I almost jumped on him. I love swords and weapons. My parents were... well, not blacksmiths but weapon designers, I guess you could say. They made the fancy hilts and gems for decorative or royal swords.
When I finally found Dughan, he was between the shop and the inn. Apparently, I didn't read all of the letter, because he said that I've been awarded "acting deputy" status with the Stormwind Marshals. Holy cow. I didn't even think I was that good. Maybe they just need all the bodies they can get around here. Or maybe they favor healers, and want to keep what they can. I wonder what Dughan would think if I told him I had no idea who the Stormwind Marshals were, that I'd never met one, and I have no idea where they are.
After that I found the Lion's Pride Inn finally, and talked to Farley. There are a few interesting people here, but I believe they're more concerned with warlocks and warriors. Also, the assistant inn-keeper bears a striking family resemblance to the person who directed me here in the first place.