I made my way to Northshire Gate, only to be told by the guards that I needed a pass. I hate those things, but in all fairness, it wasn’t hard to get one at the Abbey so I can’t complain that much. Then, something even wierder happened. A guy called Kolass started talking to me, out of the blue, telling me how much he likes my name and asked me to kiss him. What the hell is wrong with people nowadays? Do I look like the kind of girl who would do that? – Don’t answer.

On the way, I talked to Falkhaan Isenstrider, who pointed me to the Lion’s Pride Inn. It seems that his best friend is the innkeeper, Innkeeper Farley, and that he would give me discounted rates on food and drink if I tell him Falkhaan sent me. Guess I have a place to stay for the night in Goldshire as well. I may even get a treat, since Falkhaan says the innkeeper will offer me five small pumpkins or five drinks of refreshing spring water. I can’t figure out why five, but still, seems like a nice thing to do, especially to a stranger.

 

I still had a lot to go to find Goldshire, but I didn’t worry since the road was clearly marked, it wasn’t foggy or raining and no wild animals were around to attack me.

When I reached Goldshire, I was amazed! There were so many people there, some so different! There were elves, and gnomes and they had wierd weapons and hardened armor and even mounts! Some were dueling and others were just enjoying the evening out. Nobody noticed me, and I am so glad, since any one of them could break me into pieces if they so wished.

I quickly found the Lion Pride’s Inn. I went in and there was this cool music, and people were talking and drinking, the place smelled of wood burning in the fireplace and good food and it was just a wonderful place to be in. Everyone seemed to be having fun.

I made my way through the tables and onto the stairs and up to the bar. Innkeeper Farley greeted me warmly and offered me a seat by the fire to rest my weary bones. And, just like Falkhaan said, I got my five pumpkins and five drinks of refreshing spring water. But I’m a decent girl, so I only took one flask of water and declined the rest. It’s not in my nature to take so much, when others would benefit from it more.

In the next room I found Tomas, the inn’s cook. I asked him about becoming an apprentice cook, so that I may cook my own meals and not have to depend on others anymore. However, he said he’d only train me if I payed him 95 copper coins. Now, I may be well-groomed and not from the moats, but that kind of money is something I really don’t have. Actually, when I checked, I found that I didn’t have any money at all! It seems my purse has a run in it and my 20 copper coins have fallen out on the road over here.

The only thing left to do, when you’re hungry, it’s getting late, and you have no money is to go out and fend for yourself. I had no choice but to stray through the woods in search of something I could eat or sell. Preferably sell, since I won’t be eating any dead animals I happen to come across by.

Well, I did it. I killed my first young wolf. Luckly my Smite spell was enough to drain the life out of the wolf, because had he come any closer, he would’ve bit a hole right through my legs. I got a ruined pelt and a claw from him and sold them to the innkeeper for a meal and a night’s lodging.

It’s been a long day and I am exhausted. I went upstairs to my room, closed the door, took a shower and decided that I can’t make it in Azeroth like this, I have to get a job. Tomorrow, I’m going to find something that suits me and hopefully start working. Now it’s time to go to sleep. Bye.

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Priestess Anetta was very upset with me for being late. And I didn’t even learn something! When I got there, the class was finishing up a Discipline spell, a Power Word called Fortitude – and I never got to learn it. However, I did get some homework. Anetta gave me a book called Civil War in the Plaguegrounds and I have to read it by tomorrow. I always dread things like this, but then I got started reading it and it’s not really that bad. It gets all interesting because it deals with the Lich King and I always get a tingle on the back of my spine when I hear about him. Here’s an excerpt from the book:

Ner’Zhul, the Lich King, knew that his time was short. Imprisoned within the Frozen Throne, he suspected that Kil’Jaeden would send his agents to destroy him. The damage caused by Illidan’s spell had ruptured the Frozen Throne; thus, the Lich King was losing his power daily. Desperate to save himself, he called his greatest mortal servant to his side: the Dark Knight Prince Arthas.

Oooh! I just got a shiver! Wait, it gets better…

Though his powers were drained by the Lich King’s weakness, Arthas had been involved in a civil war in Lordaeron. Half of the standing undead forces, led by the banshee Sylvanas Windrunner, staged a coup for control over the Undead Empire. Arthas, called by the Lich King, was forced to leave the Scourge in the hands of his lieutenant, Kel’Thuzad, as the war escalated throughout the Plaguelands. Ultimately, Sylvanas and her rebel undead (known as the Forsaken) claimed the ruined capital city of Lordaeron as their own. Constructing their own bastion beneath the wrecked city, the Forsaken vowed to defeat the Scourge and drive Kel’Thuzad and his minions from the land. Weakened, but determined to save his master, Arthas reached Northrend only to find Illidan’s naga and blood elves waiting for him. He and his nerubian allies raced against Illidian’s forces to reach the Icecrown Glacier and defend the Frozen Throne.

Pretty gripping stuff, right? I mean, this is all happening right now! I can only dream of what’s going on there; and wish I was part of it… but, my life is here, and I can’t be dashing off to Northrend.

After the missed classes I went to talk to Deputy Willem, a guard sent from Stormwind to watch over the Abbey, since he’d sent word he needed to speak to me.

He said: “I hope you strapped your belt on tight, young priest, because there is work to do here in Northshire. And I don’t mean farming. The Stormwind guards are hard pressed to keep the peace here, with so many of us in distant lands and so many threats pressing close. And so we’re enlisting the aid of anyone willing to defend their home. And their alliance. If you’re here to answer the call, then speak with my superior, Marshal McBride.”

I guess I’m no child anymore. The guards want my help? I don’t see how I could fend of beasts or monsters but I’d best heed his words and at least listen to what Marshal McBride has to say.

So, I talked to McBride and he said he’s getting a lot of volunteers lately. Whoah. Wait a sec. I haven’t volunteered for anything yet, buddy. He goes on saying that the lands are threatened from corrupt and lawless groups; there’s a surprise. I guess I’ll listen a little more to what he has to say, it’s not too patronising.

I was wrong, next thing he says, he wants me to go and cleanse a clan of kobolds that have taken up shop in the woods to the north. He wants me to kill ten; yes, ten, kobold vermins! Is he out of his mind? Maybe if I was a guy, and a warrior or rouge, I might be tempted by his measly 25 copper reward, but this is not for me.

So I kindly declined his offer and started thinking about my plans for tonight. I have to eat something, of course, and that requires that I learn how to cook something. I heard there was someone who would teach me in Goldshire, but that’s a rather long walk so I’d best get started.

Talk to you soon! Bye!

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Hello!

I don’t think we’ve been introduced… My name is April Ryan, and this is my blog. I live in Northshire Valley, in the bosom of Elwynn Forrest, on the outskirts of Stormwind City in the Eastern Kingdoms.

I was born in Coldridge Valley, a stone’s throw from Ironforge in Dun Morogh. My parents passed away when I was 4, slain by a band of Shadowdwarfs and I was taken in by Brother Neals of the Northshire Abbey. I’ve lived here, in Elwynn, since then and never looked back.

I have been taught in the ways of the priests by Priestess Anetta but I rarely practice or stay for lessons. I am more of a free spirit and usually don’t do what I’m told. Lately though, people here have been getting restless, especially when I talk to them about what I’m going to do for the rest of my life. It seems they all know something I don’t, and they’re not letting up about it.

Today I am supposed to go to classes, and since I missed my last three, Priestess Anetta will be very pissed at me. Oops! I’m running late already! Cya!

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