Monday, June 16, 2008
Paindora on a Mission
I’m on a mission. I have to find a rod and cleanse it in some holy fires that are hidden deep in some caves.
The first problem is those giant hairy yetis that guards the entrance to the first cave. They are everywhere and I can’t prowl past them. It must be a battle.
I ask my Voidwalker in a nice way if he can help me get into the cave and he mumble something that I take as a yes.
The fight is hard and my mana is getting low. Three yetis at the same time maybe not was the best idea. A quick drink and food pause and then I have to kill 3 more. Not a problem. My Voidwalker looks very happy as he consumes some shadows to heal himself. The next fight became easier as a handsome bloodelf dropped by and helped out. After killing those hairy big things it was time for some flirting with the belf.
“ Oh how nice it is to meet new people. “ I laugh out loud.
As I go through the belongings of the yetis, they don’t have pockets but anyhow they can carry a lot of stuff, I found the rod I was looking for. Hurrayy, that was easy.
Now I have to find the holy fires. Holy for whom I don’t know. More yetis to kill and I find the first holy fire. With slightly burned fingers I now have cleansed the rod in the first fire. The rod didn’t look any better for that. Looked just like a stick with a burned apple on a top.
Deep down in the cave I went with my faithful blue friend. There, surrounded by at least six yetis I found the next fire. I was lucky, didn’t need to kill anyone. I’m so quiet with my small feet.
At last, fresh air! I’m out of that forsaken place. Now I only need to find the next cave.
I walk and walk and it’s getting colder and colder. Am I going the right way I ask myself.
There by the big mountains I see some yetis in their winter fur. This must be the right place.
The killing starts all over and my Voidwalker is getting blood thirsty. I soon see the cave. This cave is also guarded by yetis, and I curse and curse and soon they are all dead. I wonder if I could make me a winter fur of their fur, it’s very beautiful. I cleanse the rod in this fire to and start to go back to Terren Mill where I hope for a nice warm bed and maybe a handsome belf. I’m so tired and it’s a long way back. The good thing is that the weather is getting better and better. So when I come to the inn in Terren Mill the sun is shining on my pale face.
I proudly come to my assigner with my mission complete and the grumpy bastard wants me to go to some ones grave and bury it. I so hope this will be worth the money he will give me. It’s late in the evening and the only thing I want to do is sleep, but I drag my sexy bones with me out to Southshore.
As I don’t have the strength to fight the guards I gracefully go from tree to tree hiding until I see the grave. I bury the rod and then the ground starts to shake. A voice from the deep yells of revenge and then I can see a ghostly figure walk towards Southshore.
With this scary revelation in mind I slowly go back to Terren Mill where my cosy and warm bed awaits me.
Written by Paindora
