That Damn Role Player

After so many days in Hellfire, I would not have believed this strange world of Outland capable of having life anywhere. I was proven wrong when I traveled to Zangarmarsh. I was amazed by what I saw. Mushrooms taller than trees. Grassy marshlands teeming with life. Animals and insects throughout. This was a vastly different place than the wasteland of Hellfire Peninsula.

While traveling to a place called Cenarion Refuge I encountered one of the odd beasts that inhabit this land. It’s strange, trumpeting cries from beneath a crude bridge caught my attention first. The noise was not unlike the cries of a young kodo, though much higher in pitch. When I went to investigate I found a gray-skinned beast with a long, prehensile nose tangled in some vines and muck.

It appeared to be young, and frightened, though when I freed it from its prison it seemed to have enough intelligence to know I would not hurt it. It seemed unhurt overall, though it did have a few minor scratches from its struggles to free itself and some crusted claw marks on its flank. A few drops of healing potion helped with those.

I took the beast to the refuge with me. I could not turn what was obviously a calf loose back into the marsh with no mother to care for it. The druids there told me it was an elekk. A massive herd beast native to this world and often used as riding mounts or beasts of burden. They told me she (they were able to tell the gender though I am not sure how) was not native to this area of the world and could not explain how she could have gotten here.

When I asked if I could leave her there I was told rather tersely they had no time for orphan elekks and I should return her to where I found her. I chose not to argue the point, but neither could I abandon her to the dangers of this place. Perhaps I should not take satisfaction in learning she was not housebroken when I let her stay in their Inn with me that night. I did leave rather hurriedly for Swamprat Post the next morning.

Though I could see and hear the life around me, I still cannot sense it. I miss the quiet murmurs of the elements around me. I miss the voices of the spirits. Being so far from home, in this strange land, it makes it even worse. I am sure there is something in this Outland that I must find, but not today. I have decided to return to Azeroth. I need to see home again. I have been too long gone from it. Perhaps little Daega would enjoy a visit to Mulgore.

I cannot return to my tribe yet. I cannot return until I have learned to reclaim what I have lost. I can visit the towering city of Thunder Bluff, though. I need my own people about me. I miss the murmur of Shu’halo voices. I admit, I am lonely for my own kind. Grizz has spoken to me several times over the communication stone since I traveled to Outland. I still enjoy the sound of his voice more than I should. I must tell him he need not feel sorry for me.

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