With Azeroth now lying in ruins after Deathwings return. Might i add - he looked really pissed. No 80 content is out - so what to do oh what to do. Of course start an alt. Here he is a newly born Paladin named fluffykitten. Meow!
He was a quiet lad. Starting his life near Stormwind in a small abbey - which for some reason seems to be constantly under siege from wolves, sheesh, bloody menace. One day a change happened in the Abbey.
Day 1:
On that faithful morning as he was again trying to farm some pumpkins on the fields the orcs broke through via a tunnel from the blackrock mountain and he ran for his life back to the abbey to be protected by the guards. But oh how lovely - just then he saw that the mailman had come and with a package just for him. What was in the package you ask? Oh some lovely armor and a fabulous 2 handed sword sent by his great uncle and high warlock of the alliance. That is when he decided! No more - my days of plowing the fields and praying the the gods at night are over. For i will now take up my arms against these wolves and orcs and become a great hero of the alliance. After vanquishing the hordes of orcs and goblin assassins and putting out the fires that now burned on the fields - the day was finally done and our hero set on his way to Goldshire and to the great wide world behind the gates of the Abbey.
Day 2:
Goldshire and all it's troubles. Why oh why do they need so many candles - and why oh why do the kobolds feel so close the the candles they make. That has never been correctly documented, but as our hero was no scientist he solved the problems the only way he knew how, by hacking and slashing trough the horde of kobolds and getting their precious candles for a small fee to a merchant in Goldshire. Ah good old capitalism at work.
In that afternoon he was asked to go check out troubles around some old guardpost at the west side of Elwynn forest. There he was tasked with a great task of killing the most feared creature in these woods - then leader of gnolls Hogger. But oh the drudgery when he found out that just as he was about to hit the final blow the stormwind guards intercepted him and took Hogger to the Stockades for questioning. I mean putting a bloodthirsty beast into a dungeon that is renown for it's lack of security measures - that can end well - right?
Day 3:
Westfall. As our hero was just entering Westfall he was welcomed with a truly gruesome sight of Old Blanchy lying dead on his path. And a Lieutenant Horatio Lane investigating and throwing witty one liners such as "Looks like this time they really put the cart ... in front of the horse!". As the murder mystery unraveled Fluffykitten was quickly deputized and put in charge of figuring out what had happened. Needless to say everything worked out very well in the end with Westfall being burnt to the ground by Vanessa VanCleef the daughter of the old leader of the Defias Brotherhood, and the Brotherhood generally restored in westfall. All in a days work right? Right?!?
Ah Well you win some and you loose some.
Day 4:
On the 4th day of travels our hero decided it was a good time to quickly visit lakeshire and Duskwood to gather some materials for his Blacksmithing. But was quickly drawn to the events in Darkshire when Stalvan Mistmantles long lost brother was hot on the trail of his brothers legacy. And to say the least a lot of mayhem pursued. Main thing aside our hero did manage to gather some precious ore and did manage to craft himself a good sturdy pair of boots and gloves for his travels. So a good day.
But that is all the time we have for you today. So sweet dreams children and have a good night.
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