his
was it. The moment I had been equally eager to see,
and afraid of. After all, I was going to be interviewing
the Blood Lord today. It was very exciting,
but I knew if I put a foot wrong, or step out of
line, he could snap my spine like a twig. I just
hoped he wouldn't turn me into anything
unnatural.
I
approached Brill. I saw a Forsaken
walking up the path. I waved to him to be polite.
He tried to sell me some mushrooms, but only a
fool would buy mushrooms at those prices. He got
quite upset when I said I didn't want one, and
even offered to lower the price. After some time,
and repeated attempts from the Forsaken
to get me to buy his mushrooms, I bought the cheapest
one I could, if only to be on my way.
When
I reached the town hall, I looked up to check
the time on the clock tower. If it was working,
and I wasn't entirely sure it was, I was a few
minutes early. I walked over to the nearby stables,
and fed on the skeletal horse-like creatures the
mushroom I had been forced to buy.
As
I walked back to the hall, I wondered how the
Forsaken could ride such beasts, what with
all the protruding bone and all.
The
Blood Lord arrived, and controlling any
fears I had, we went inside.
Despite
his appearance, he seemed a nice enough Forsaken,
but then again, I had never really understood
their race. Those eyes, there was something about
those eyes, brighter than most I had seen. We
sat and the interview began
Trogar
Këgnash: Firstly, do you remember anything
of your life before becoming Forsaken?
Camci Mephistopheles: No I don't.
T:
I see. Some do and others don't.
C: (nods) Maybe... But I glad I don't remember
it.
T:
And what do you do now?
C: I do what ever my Lady Sylvanas Windrunner
tells me to do. Some secret missions, killing
enemies... (pauses for a moment) Protect our lands.
T:
How are your enemies?
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