My plans in life had always been pretty simple: Grow up, marry some rich Tauren, live a life of luxury. As it turns out, my family had other plans for me. “Be a Druid,” they said. “Make us proud.” After trying and failing to pursue my own dreams (is it my fault there are no rich Taurens in Red Cloud Mesa?) my family stopped pleading with me to make them proud and instead started to threaten me. My own father had the nerve to threaten to cut me out of his will! That did it! I decided to go down to Bloodhoof Village and start my Druid training just to get away from all that nagging.

One of the first things I saw in Bloodhoof Village nearly made me lose my lunch!

The theory lessons were long and boring…

Finally I was told to go out and conquer. Well, actually I was told to go out and find work from the various lazy Taurens standing around in Bloodhoof Village.

After getting a really big list of all the work everybody was willing to pay me for, I headed out and took on my first foes.

Once I’d filled my backpack up with all the items one of the Taurens wanted, I headed back to trade them in for some coin. I think I left my pride back in Red Cloud Mesa.

Apparently if you mix wolf paw & plainstrider talons together you get a funny little totem that can cleanse wells and make goblins cranky. Naturally, I was the one who had to trot this totem down to the well and make the goblins cranky.

After battling off hundreds of cranky goblins, I finally got the totem to work.

So, with the well cleansed and all the goblins shooed away, I head back to collect my coin only to find that there’s yet another catch…

I decided I’d need to get a special pack just for collecting all the body parts everybody seemed to want. The price the vendor was asking for bags was ridiculous though!

Things were about to get ugly when a nice Tauren who introduced himself as Ahakar came to my aid, brandishing a small, black pouch. He was so obviously overwhelmed by my beauty and charm that he refused to take any payment for the pouch. And my mother said my looks would never get me anywhere!

Baine Bloodhoof must have heard how well I’d done against the birds, dogs and goblins because he asked me to take on some gnolls next. I was about to tell him where he could put his gnolls when he mumbled something about a reward. Mentally calculating how many gnollls I might need to kill to get another pouch, I rushed off to do battle.

Everything was going smoothly until some warrior got in the way of my Moonfire. Oh well, guess I can blame it on the Gnolls.

So with all the gnolls taken care of, and the stupid warrior stuffed into a convenient box the gnolls had lying around, I went back to Baine Bloodhoof to collect my well-deserved reward. Five minutes of listening to a long, boring lecture about respect, love and trust, and all that rubbish and I still didn’t have my reward. I gently reminded him about it.

It wasn’t long until dinner should be served so I thought I might waste some time chatting to some of the local businessmen. I was halfway through a conversation with a fisherman, Harn somebody or other, when I noticed something a little odd in his tent.

After I came to, I decided to pass on talking to any of the other businessmen. Besides it was already well past dinnertime so I thought I’d go and yell at the cook until somebody produced my dinner. However, my day wasn’t about to improve…

After a disgusting meal of raw fish, I remembered that I needed to check in at the inn and secure a room for the evening. Of course, I should have realised that this tiny village wasn’t likely to have anything even resembling a room. Apparently I’d have to make do with a small, shared balcony and an even smaller bed.

It wasn’t easy but I finally managed to fall asleep. And a good thing because I have to get up early tomorrow for a riveting day of collecting dog and cat claws. If I don’t get rich soon so I can retire to my life of luxury, somebody’s going to pay!

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