Day Ten

Given that I'm now part of the Stormwind Marshals, I decided I better report to Marshal Dughan in the morning.  He looked at me quite strangely -- I guess the military is not as formal here.  Maybe they have poor communication with the ruling capital (which I'm not sure where it is, or even if this world has one.  I suppose there must be a king somewhere).  He actually told me that the "Fargodeep Mine" (wonder who named that) is riddled with Kobolds (again, what is a kobold?)  All he wants me to do is explore the mine and confirm the reports.

Argus

But before I found where that was I got stopped by the Blacksmith (Argus is his name) who asked me to get some armor from a shop in Stormwind.  I didn't feel like I was ready to tackle a big city, but I felt obligated.  Smith kinship, I guess (smithship?)  And he gave me a note to give to the "gryphon master".

I saw this guy before.  He was caretaking a corner behind the forge with gryphon nests.  Real gryphons.  And he had quite the trippy outfit.  I gave him the note, and he said he'd provide me with a gryphon to take to Stormwind.  Half of me was like, no way, not ready for this.  And the other half was like "Hell, yeah, I'll ride a gryphon".  Of course, I had no idea how, but that hardly mattered.  The gryphon needed no commands.  It was like sitting on a wide horse.  Of course, flying was hard to get over, but I managed.

It dropped me off in Stormwind's aerie, and that's where I got my first taste of the big city.

--Caden Watkins

Day Nine - Goldshire

On my way out, I saw a poster on a tree for the Twinblades, again.  And that it was posted by GENERAL Zurix.  I was speaking to the general that day?  The leader?  Now I feel bad for brushing him off. I was probably lucky to get out of there with my intestines in place.  Actually, I still could be under threat.  Lots of bandits have that "if you're not with us, you're against us" mentality.

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.

Marshal Dughan

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.

--Caden Watkins