Today I started my training as a druid and
as a "soldier" for the Horde. I
didn't say anything but I wasn’t a patriot.
All that mattered to me were my family and
friends.
As I approached the first task giver I was
greeted by a new soldier as well. She was
nice but I didn’t talk long. I wanted
to feel animal blood on my fur. I know that
sounds savage and barbaric for a Tauren such
as me but I had a hard life growing up. My
family was always on the move in the dangerous
Barrens. I was taught how to fight as a young
child and by the time I was 10 (human years)
I could easily defend my family against the
centaur with my dad. Around the time I was
15 I met a female that lived in mulgore and
was traveling with some friends. At first
I was able to talk to her very well, but as
I figured out that I liked her a whole lot
it became harder. She is the reason im a druid.
Her family had taken up that position while
mine were warriors. She moved to a distant
land I haven’t seen her since, but I
will. Her name is Hayla
That brings me back to the task giver. I
received a staff and my apprentice’s
robes a few days earlier and I was anxious
to put them to use. The task giver wanted
me to collect some feathers from the plainstriders
for ceremony purposes as well as plainstrider
meat. I was finally able to fight.
As I left the small village I came upon the
first of my unlucky prey. It was a quick fight
and after I searched its carcass and got the
stuff off of it I left its broken and bloody
body behind. After a short time I was able
to find the supplies I needed and the cougars
got a nice dinner...well what ever was left
when I was done. I ran back to the task Giver
and gave him my items. In reward I got a Nomadic
Belt. He then gave me another task. This time
to collect hides for tent and armor making.
This task was going to be slightly harder
because the cougars of mulgore were born fighters,
yet they only attacked if confronted.
I set out to the south of the village and
came upon a cougar. It was a good thing for
the cougar the he was going to die on a beautiful
night instead of a hot summer afternoon where
his body would rot very fast. I brought my
staff down on its head and was rewarded with
a THUD. The beast immediately dug its claws
into my skin and started biting me. I ripped
him off and ended his life with the Wrath
Spell. I retrieved the hide the task giver
let me use and went on bloody butchering of
cougars. After I had found all 10 of the furs
I thanked the Earthmother that she let me
live and I said a prayer for the animals I
had slain. Again I ran back to the village
and received my reward, this time a Nomadic
Belt.
The taskgiver then surprised me. The local
Druid Trainer wanted to see me! ME of all
Tau. I was really excited. I immediately went
to him to see when he had to say. HE told
me what being a Druid was all about and taught
me a new spell. Renew,
At the moment after I learn the new spell
a guard comes rushing in. out of breath he
begin to relate what happened to the stunned
on-lookers.
"They rushed me!" he exclaimed.
"I could have taken them but they all
came at once! And out of no where. Instead
of fighting came back here after I lost them
to warn the village."
"What are you talking about?" and
older Tau asked from the crowd. "Who
rushed you? Tell us now."
"The Bristle backs!"
When that was said a gasp was heard from
the crowd. No one had expected the Bristle
backs to recover this soon. The last scrim
with them left them broken and unorganized.
It now seemed that was not true anymore. A
few of the Tau are asked to go. I was one
of them. A few went in groups and some went
solo. I stayed back a few minutes to get my
Staff repaired and sell a few items.
It had been 15 minutes since the last group
went out before I left. Alone. The only thing
that was on my mind was Hayla. I was thinking
of where she was and what she was doing. Whether
or not she remembered me and if she had found
someone. The thought of another holding her
and enjoying her warmth and compassion made
my blood boil. I charged at full speed into
the Ravine where the bristleback Encampment
was. I felt no emotion except blind rage as
I engaged 2 Bristles at the same time. Their
bodies were beyond the point of recognition
as I finished with them. The girl was still
on my mind, only this time a male had his
hand around her waist. What I thought impossible
became reality. My rage grew more. The Boars
were going to pay for being alive, but mostly
for being in my way.
~~END OF DAY ONE~~
