The rain had turned into a downpour and the Priest could tell that the poor horse was getting pretty tired. Svlode Brodersen, pulled back on the reins, bringing the mare to a halt. “A’ight girl, no need to get sassy with me.” Of course, the Horse had said nothing but Svlode felt it a point…
The evening was one of those thick ones that Mo’Jahak just didn’t like that much. It was dark, the air was heavy with humidity and the forest was closing in all around him. It wasn’t so much that he was spooked by his surrounding, he was just tired. Bone weary from a few days of constant…
Zekhniel held up his hand as they neared the ruined temple. Joh’Zizzle stopped walking and and started kneeling down to rest as Zekhniel entered a large doorway that was overgrown with vines and moss. The Druid looked back towards Joh’Zizzle. “Wait here,” he said. Holding short of entering the doorway fully, Zekhniel said, facing the…
Zekhniel circled above the canopy, peering down between the dense leaves and branches of the trees in hopes of spotting the Ghost Wolf. Not having too much luck in his efforts, he looked for a spot on the forest floor in which to land, in hopes of getting a better vantage point on the rampart….
The morning had broken over the Barrens and a lone figure moved quickly along the Gold Road leading to Ashenvale. Along the dusty road, heat shimmers distorted the air in front of the Ghost Wolf as he moved at full speed. Curious plainstriders and raptors watched with interest as Joh’Zizzle moved with haste in his…
