I spoke with the Commander of Honor Hold and he sent me out
to fight fel orcs and demons. I feel
like all I’ve seen is fighting and blood for ages. When one fell, another took its place. I became a machine of death and
destruction. After seeing the state of
the land in Hellfire (well named) because of the fel energies and what the orcs
and demons have done to it, I didn’t want to be anything else but a
machine. If I was turned into a gnome’s
mechanical person then I wouldn’t have to see what some of my people have
become and what had happened to others.
I found a road made of the bones of my people which lead from
the Citadel to the Dark Portal. The
sheer number of the dead whose bones made up that road drove me to my knees and
I found myself weeping at the loss for some of those bones where smaller than
those of an adult. I think at that
point, I stopped feeling anything for what I was doing. I showed no mercy to none of my enemies and I
frightened myself in this.
After months of this, the Commander approached me. He wanted to see if I was okay and when I
told him that I was fine and still fit for duty, he placed a hand on my
shoulder and told me that I should not lie to myself. He told me he was sending me back to
Stormwind for some respite from this place.
I objected but he would brook no argument and I found myself back in
Stormwind. The head of the paladin order
told me to journey the land and get back in touch with the Light. He felt that I had forsaken it and I needed
to find it again. I thought he was silly
telling me that because all of my holy power was working fine but that night
when I sat for my meditations, I felt something was off. He may have been correct and the next day I
started out for Winterspring. I needed
to check in with the Wintersaber Trainers and it would be nice to see a land of
cold, white and crystal as opposed to the
hot, red landscape I had been in.
Trainer Frostwind was pleased to see us and he was pleased
at how Nightrunner was turning out. He
gave me some more training tips and worked with us for several days. I felt some of the burden leave my soul while
I worked with Nightrunner.
Training Nightrunner to hunt |
I eventually found myself in Darnassus during the Midsummer
Fire Festival. It was a chance to drink,
eat and make friends and I did all that.
I danced at the Ribbon Pole, went to honor the flame and drank enough to
drown a fish. I also spent time on my
paladin training and meditations. I
believe the Commander was correct in his assessment – I needed this.
Dancing the Ribbon Pole |
Honoring the Flame |
Near the end of the Festival I heard that the Darkmoon Faire
was open. I asked a mage that was
standing beside a banner for the Faire to tell me about it and she was happy to
oblige. After telling me about the
games, food and creatures to behold, she offered to open a portal for me to the
Faire. It sounded interesting so I
accepted the kind offer.
It was definitely a sight to see. The music played loudly, the smell of
delicacies in the air and the carnies hawking their wares. I was saw people who ate fire and spit it
back out and people who could juggle lit torches. There were games of skills and games for
fun. There were all types of different
foods to try and drinks of differing strengths to quaff. I tried my hand at some of the games and
tasted some of the foods and drinks. I
watched a concert and gawked at the creatures in their zoo. At the end of the night I enjoyed the
fireworks and then returned to the inn to find my bed.
Trying a game at the Darkmoon Faire |
Ordering some tasty treats to try at the Darkmoon Faire |
Checking out the creatures at the Darkmoon Faire zoo |
This has been an enjoyable rest but within the next week I
will be heading back to Draenor as there is still lots to be done there. After consulting with the paladin order, I
will be going to Zangarmarsh to help the Cenarion Expedition deal with the naga
and the ogres in the area. I think they
are going to try to ease me back into more active duty.
Kahlee
((currently Level 66))