My life as a Night Elf...

[Finna]

This new knowledge takes me awhile to sink in. I walk to the inn and take a table inside, and while the goblin innkeeper fetches me a melon juice (I always wondered what that tasts like) I go through my bags. Like so many times when playing the game, I now wonder for real how I can carry so many bags and how so much fits in there. I now see however that the bags are conveniently placed on holders on my belt. I pay the innkeeper 2 silver for the melon juice and tast it. Hmm, it’s actually not quite bad!

So… what’s next? I wander out of the inn and hop on the boat to Booty Bay. There I take a gryphon. This is even greater then I ever imagined! I feel the wind in my hair and fly high about the land. Looking down I enjoy immensely what I see. Stranglethorn Vale… there! a real troll!, Duskwood… ewwww Stitches looks even more gross now!, Elwynn Forest, and finally I land in Stormwind.

I walk off the ramp and look around. Stormwind is buzzing with life! I get to see gnomes and dwarves for the first time in, what I now see as, real life. Let’s face it, I’m here, this is real life now. I’ll see however I get back, for now I just have to sit this out and probably enjoy it too. I look at everything, hop in the auction house, see the bank inside, the barbershop, greet Little Timmy who just sold his kitten and now looks very sad.

“Hello Little Timmy, sold your kitten yet?”
He looks at me with a sad face. “Yes miss. I don’t know why but my father wanted me to sell it… but how did you know?”
I realise that perhaps, in this “life”, things do actually happen only once… “I, erm, heard about it from other people who heard you talk about it.” He nods and walks on, still looking sad.

Then I spot a boy and a girl running and almost emediatly I know who they are.
“Nya nya I’ve got your dolly!” “Give it back! You’re hurting her!”
Ok, that’s it. This time young master William is gonna have it. I look the other way but stick my stave backwards so the boy trips over it and falls into the canal with a yelp. Donna looks up at me with tears in her eyes and panting from running. Her doll lies in front of her. William had dropped it before falling down. By now he has reached the stairs and is climbing them, soaking wet and mumbling not too nice words which are clearly meant for me.
I chuckle and look at the girl. She has now picked up her doll and is hugging it tightly. “Thank you miss!” she smiles happily. I act like I have nothing to do with it and tell her she has to look after that doll. She nods and runs off, while William glares at me and I smile back at him, innocently.

Hey! I suddenly realised that I have a hearthstone in my bag, and last time I checked (but that was online, so who knows where I’ll end up) it was set to Dalaran. I take it out of my bag. But how does this thing work? Now if I rub it…

“WEEEEEEEOM”

I feel my atoms being shattered and being put together again. In the wink of an eye I’m standing in the inn in Dalaran. Wow, this is actually smaller then I thought! The sign on the wall says “Hero’s Welcome”. Yes, I know. I walk outside and am greeted with the busiest city I’ve ever seen in my life! But then again, I’ve never been to Hong Kong.
Now… where to go next… I still have the feeling I’m missing something. I turn left from the inn and walk past the toy store (I already have a trainset in my bags so no need to go there), past the entrance to the Trade District and the bank, looking at everything. I stand at the mailbox for awhile, wondering about all the people in Dalaran and watching them as they go by. I finally get to see all the races here. Orcs look even more ugly than on screen, the Tauren are about as tall as I am and the undead… well let’s just say I’m glad I usually don’t have a monitor I can smell with… I cover my nose and walk on while being a bit sick. How can these undead just walk amongst the others while everyone just goes about their business? While walking I almost trip over a gnomette who glares at me. Seems she’s a warlock considering the big blue blob that follows her. Then I see the most beautfull gryphon there ever could be… totally white, black beak, black paws… too great. I admire the beast for awhile and remember I have one in my bags… hmm perhaps not in this situation. Would not seem real to have a gryphon in your bags.

I see I’m standing in front of the animal shop of Dalaran and suddenly it hits me: Ofcourse! That’s what I’ve been missing all the time! I’m Ninaste! I’m a HUNTER and I don’t have my pet with me! I run into the shop, ignore Breanni who starts a greeting but stops midsentence, almost trip over the small table in the middle of the shop, and enter the stable area. I don’t believe my eyes! There, in the cages in the back of the store, are my pets! Or, rather, my companions.

I stare at them. They see me too and they are overenthousiastic. One by one I go into their cages and greet each one of them. I get a hug from Pokerface, my big white gorilla, a lick from Nicky, my great coloured hyena-like wolf, I get jumped on by Dash, my beautifull black and white cat with red glowing eyes and gently picked in one of my long ears by Kealanae, my bright white owl. I finally choose Dash to come with me. Overjoyed he jumps next to me, so happy that I finally have to tell him to calm down.

Now, I finally feel complete.