"I now enter my third week in service to you damned yokels and this organisation has shown it's true face! Abandoning important operations in favour of profit? Absentee leadership? I wish to have words with this so called "boss lady"!
Nevertheless we forged on. I was accompanied by Lokni, who doesn't always seem with us, the corpsegirl whose name I forget and the greedy little goblin... Smib I think it is.
We ventured forth butchering yet more of the local fauna and proceeded to plant some seeds for forsaken apothecary. To my horror it turned out we had been contracted to test biological weapons. I wish to have more words with "Boss Lady"
From there we engaged the local centaur in battle and we're tasked with finding Centaur Intelligence. This was clearly a joke as we found nothing of the sort. So we just killed their leaders.
Moving on we assisted a Shaman in viewing the landscape remotely from a mountaintop and were treated to a wonderful view.
With the moment past we descended to a nearby oasis and planted more seeds given to us by a Tauren. Blessedly these did not try to kill us. They instead helped to rejuvenate the land. Our bovine allies are most admirable is you excuse the smell.
Finally we took up the task of hunting a great lion by the name of Echeyakee. To our disgust the most vile of human filth, the Worgen, attempted to disrupt our hunts but we returned to camp triumphant! Except Smib! He disappeared. Probably scared of the lion.
That is all this week. Signing off.
