By Abalathes | October 16, 2008
I decided to visit another region of my lordship. So I took some provisions, my demons and my diary and went to Silverpine Forest. My first impression was not the best. Everywhere were green trees and everything looked much too peaceful. I would not have been surprised if a nasty feary or elf would have creeped out of the underbrush.
But instead of those there were some worgs which to my pleasure I could slay with my bare hands. Following the path to the forest I met a guy called Astor Hadren several times. He said he were from Undercity but with the frequency he strolls this area he does not seem to have a home at all. Until now the Silverpine Forest was a boring spot with nothing of interest.
The nicest spot in Silverpine Forest
(Screenshot from “World of Warcraft”
by Blizzard Entertainment)
But when I reached the graveyard my spirits got higher immediately. At last the impression of loveliness was gone and made place for darkness again. To some degree I was remembering the place of my rising. But the euphoria did not last long. The situation in Silverpine Forest was much worse than everywhere else before. There were so many problems and unsolved tasks. The jolly trip suddenly changed into a business travel again.
At first I undertook the more pleasant part of my travelling. On the back of a large bat I flew back to Undercity to deliver a job there and returned afterwards. Now I can quickly travel between two destinations for small money. Unfortunally the animals were counted so I could not get one. Such a means of transport would be more than adequate for a leader. Seems meaningless to try to teach the voidwalker to fly. The imp whom I called for my amusement might be more promising.