Here I am .. and here I'll remain

Reading Zaph's blog I'm starting to think that Night Elves are a people prone to emotional instability. Eating last week's mammoth to some would probably have no effect whatsoever, with some I obviously mean me.. I wasn't always like this you know, but the thrill and the excitement aren't there anymore.

Pokì, dear as she is, tried to help me. She suggested I needed something to do, something not so difficult, but still something that would get me out of the house. And while I would be helping me, I would be helping her .. for she desperately want an emerald whelping as a pet, and they apparantly drop near this cave .. And ,, well, while I would be having something to do, even have some fun perhaps, I'd keep an eye out for the pet.

So there I was ..

Pokì only forgot to mention that killing dragons in such a small area can be very boring. That there's a big chance of getting ganked, which happened to me by the way. And that the area isn't the most cheerful one, hence the name 'swamp of sorrows'.

So I decided to quit and look up the nearest inn. Which happened to be in Darkshire. And that's where I'll remain until I find a purpose/goal/anything again. Sorry Pokes, didn't get your pet..

/Chaandi