Evida's Diary: Day One continued

What could it all mean? I was mystified. Ok, I stalked him a teensy bit.... Ok, a lot, but he wouldn't just take the whole guild off somewhere without me, would he? Of course not. The guild had been kidnapped by..... um.... guild-crazed fanatics of some sort and only I could save it from certain somethingness. Lucky I'm a hunter.

I studied the footprints left by the departing guild, as obviously frightened they were led off to certain somethingness or similar. Strangely their captors had left no prints, but I reasoned that the heartless bastards had made their captives carry them.

I ran in to ask my good friend Garrosh. I told him what had happened and he thought for a moment, "YOU WILL SERVE THE HORDE OR BE CRUSHED," he bellowed helpfully, but I knew he was only trying to make me feel better.

My old friend Gotura Fourwinds was more helpful. As usual he really seemed to sympathise with my plight, and besides, he'd been expecting me. He said, "the spirit of the elements are wise. They've been here long before us and will persist long after we've gone. When they speak to us we must listen." Something to do with paying my rent before I set off I think.
I would begin the hunt at once I decided, and save serving the horde or being crushed for another day. Ok, well tomorrow, anyway.

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