Hothacas
11-29-2005, 04:02 PM
Day 35:
I have traveled far and wide, searching the continents of Azeroth for a remedy for my brother Cathacas. A short time ago he fell ill. It was a sickness I have never seen our kind contract. He started to forget his ties to nature, to the land, and to our people. I knew that he was slowly loosing his mind, and I knew I had to do something about it. I first traveled to Stranglethorn Vale, a tropical area, known for its many medicine-bearing plants, but nothing I found would break his daze. I then traveled to the Undercity, talking with Dr. Herbert Halsey. Using his vast library we searched for days, and eventually found what could be another shot in the dark, but also another chance to save my brother. I must travel to the Elven land of Teldrassil and begin a quest to find a mysterious fruit tree. It will be a tough journey, through enemy lands, and I can only hope they will give me passage when they hear my story.
Day 40:
I have permission from the elders to travel to the Elven lands. I will begin my preparations immediately.
Day 41:
Today I arrived in the Crossroads. A dry and barren place, unlike the rolling green hills I am used to. Many here have listened to my story and pointed me North. I am to journey to Ashenvale, and then head west to the coasts. At first I thought I would be able to swim to the Elven lands, but after a few hearty chuckles, those around me became serious. They explained that sneaking onto a boat was the only way to visit Teldrassil. A Tauren sneaking onto a boat!? I hope I am able to write about that soon.
Day 43:
I am perched outside of a small Elven village near the northern shore, trying to decide how best to make it onto the docks. They seem to high to climb onto from the water (I must give the Elves some credit there), and they are guarded heavily. I swam deep, and came up near the docks, and counted no less than 6 Elven guards I would need to get past. My only hope is that my wolf form is to fast for them.
Day 44:
I have made it! My timing was perfect!! At the first light of dawn, during what I can only assume was the switching of a shift, I bolted from the wood, down the long pier, and bounded past the guards onto the ship Just as it was pulling away! I write this from the Elven ship! I do hope this is the hardest part of my journey.
Day 45:
I have arrived at an Elven outpost. Not much time to write, the pier is my only cover. I think I must make it into the portal to continue on…it seems the boat ride was not the hardest part. I will write again I hope.
Day 47:
Once again my wolf form helped me greatly. I charged the portal and was sent to the spirit realm just as my feet landed in an enormous Elven city. I only saw it for a moment…no, not even that long…I can only imagine it now. The Spirit Healer brought me back far from the city, and here I sit, waiting for my sickness to lessen before I move on.
Day 47 (2nd entry):
I fell asleep sitting on a bench just outside of an Elven village in Teldrassil. When I awoke I saw a young Elven rogue, Anassaria, stalking me. I let out a chuckle and felt a cold dagger catch me in the back, how foolish of me to think she was alone! Slyfoot gave me my second, third, and fourth trips to the spirit realm as quickly as I left them, but then he paused, I did not fight back, for my brothers life rested on the kindness of my enemy, I meant to show him no harm. Naturesfury, the eldest of the Elves to notice me arrived on a large white cat, but took no action against me. For that I was thankful. Slowly, although we could not speak to each other, a cautious truce was made, and the three Elves followed me as I searched their lands. Shortly into our journey I tried to head North, and Slyfoot warned me with his blades that I could not continue in that direction. I had hoped my brother’s cure was not there. I continued South, then West until I came upon a glowing tree bearing strange fruits, I became excited, and Slyfoot, not knowing my intentions once again sent me to the spirit realm. When I returned, I think he realized that I meant no harm at all, and let me observe the tree, and pray to the gods to keep the tree safe while I took a sample from it. I have just arrived in Orgrimmar, and I will continue to the Undercity after I catch my breath from my amazing journey. I have a feeling this is not the last time I will need to visit the Elven lands. Perhaps with some help, I will have an easier second visit…
I have traveled far and wide, searching the continents of Azeroth for a remedy for my brother Cathacas. A short time ago he fell ill. It was a sickness I have never seen our kind contract. He started to forget his ties to nature, to the land, and to our people. I knew that he was slowly loosing his mind, and I knew I had to do something about it. I first traveled to Stranglethorn Vale, a tropical area, known for its many medicine-bearing plants, but nothing I found would break his daze. I then traveled to the Undercity, talking with Dr. Herbert Halsey. Using his vast library we searched for days, and eventually found what could be another shot in the dark, but also another chance to save my brother. I must travel to the Elven land of Teldrassil and begin a quest to find a mysterious fruit tree. It will be a tough journey, through enemy lands, and I can only hope they will give me passage when they hear my story.
Day 40:
I have permission from the elders to travel to the Elven lands. I will begin my preparations immediately.
Day 41:
Today I arrived in the Crossroads. A dry and barren place, unlike the rolling green hills I am used to. Many here have listened to my story and pointed me North. I am to journey to Ashenvale, and then head west to the coasts. At first I thought I would be able to swim to the Elven lands, but after a few hearty chuckles, those around me became serious. They explained that sneaking onto a boat was the only way to visit Teldrassil. A Tauren sneaking onto a boat!? I hope I am able to write about that soon.
Day 43:
I am perched outside of a small Elven village near the northern shore, trying to decide how best to make it onto the docks. They seem to high to climb onto from the water (I must give the Elves some credit there), and they are guarded heavily. I swam deep, and came up near the docks, and counted no less than 6 Elven guards I would need to get past. My only hope is that my wolf form is to fast for them.
Day 44:
I have made it! My timing was perfect!! At the first light of dawn, during what I can only assume was the switching of a shift, I bolted from the wood, down the long pier, and bounded past the guards onto the ship Just as it was pulling away! I write this from the Elven ship! I do hope this is the hardest part of my journey.
Day 45:
I have arrived at an Elven outpost. Not much time to write, the pier is my only cover. I think I must make it into the portal to continue on…it seems the boat ride was not the hardest part. I will write again I hope.
Day 47:
Once again my wolf form helped me greatly. I charged the portal and was sent to the spirit realm just as my feet landed in an enormous Elven city. I only saw it for a moment…no, not even that long…I can only imagine it now. The Spirit Healer brought me back far from the city, and here I sit, waiting for my sickness to lessen before I move on.
Day 47 (2nd entry):
I fell asleep sitting on a bench just outside of an Elven village in Teldrassil. When I awoke I saw a young Elven rogue, Anassaria, stalking me. I let out a chuckle and felt a cold dagger catch me in the back, how foolish of me to think she was alone! Slyfoot gave me my second, third, and fourth trips to the spirit realm as quickly as I left them, but then he paused, I did not fight back, for my brothers life rested on the kindness of my enemy, I meant to show him no harm. Naturesfury, the eldest of the Elves to notice me arrived on a large white cat, but took no action against me. For that I was thankful. Slowly, although we could not speak to each other, a cautious truce was made, and the three Elves followed me as I searched their lands. Shortly into our journey I tried to head North, and Slyfoot warned me with his blades that I could not continue in that direction. I had hoped my brother’s cure was not there. I continued South, then West until I came upon a glowing tree bearing strange fruits, I became excited, and Slyfoot, not knowing my intentions once again sent me to the spirit realm. When I returned, I think he realized that I meant no harm at all, and let me observe the tree, and pray to the gods to keep the tree safe while I took a sample from it. I have just arrived in Orgrimmar, and I will continue to the Undercity after I catch my breath from my amazing journey. I have a feeling this is not the last time I will need to visit the Elven lands. Perhaps with some help, I will have an easier second visit…