Unwanted Hunter...

[Vou's Tales] Posted Sep 19, 2008 1 Comments

I wake up rested in an inn, trying to remember the last time I'd actually done something. I look around and remember that I'm in Shattrath. I grab my polearm and my bow and quiver and latch them onto my back, not that they'll get too much use. I step outside and blow a sharp whistle, and my ravager comes racing around the stable master. I thank the Drenai woman, though she just looks at me. I really need to learn these people's language if I'm going to be allies with them. As I touch the figurine in my bag that looks like a Wyvern, I wonder if I'll ever be able to get one of those dragons that I see people on. They look hard to ride, so I'll need more training, but I don't have near enough gold. I climb onto my young wyvern and fly over to the blacksmith to get my repaired armor. My chestpeice and shoulders got pretty bashed up from those birds up in skettis. Damn things always pecking and scratching at me, knocking me off my wyvern and scaring him away....