((What's this? An update?! O_o))
Journal:
It's been months since I last wrote. Through a series of rather awful events, I ended up sick after Fel Orcs poisoned our food supply. I nearly died several times, but eventually I ended up recuperating. After that, I felt it was needed to see all my previous, surviving companions. It didn't really occur to me how easily I could die, or how easily I could lose them.
After that, I finally returned to Hellfire. Feeling much better, Scarab and I set out. Our first orders were to go to some settlement far out on the west side of Hellfire. After a long trek there, we finally arrived, encountering more of those goat-people. Draenei, I think they're called. Our tasks were simple--kill ravagers (Whatever those were), find a man named Sedai and deal with more Fel Orcs. The last task pleased me the most--bastards had to pay.
Soundwave noted Sedai's corpse first as we were flying up to find those Fel Orcs.
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After returning to the Temple, there was an air of bitterness. We were ordered to wreak revenge. Then, they told us of a crash that had occurred far south east. Deciding to go inspect that first, Scarab and I set off. Scarab was incredibly grumpy about all this flying, he complained about how his underside hurt from Soundwave's grip. The gryphon just clacked his beak, and I swear he grinned.
Oh. So -those- are ravagers...
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They're kind of horrible looking. They're bestial, though. I suppose one as a companion could be nice, but Scarab seems dead set on sticking with me for the entire trip. Either way, we continued collecting eggs and fending off the ravagers. They're horribly protective of their eggs, but Scarab's chitinous armor did wonders in protecting him. He hunkered down low and snapped at their legs while they couldn't touch him.
After we gave the eggs to Legassi, one of the crash surviours, he asked that I kill hellboars nearby and clean their fel-tained meat. Ew, ew, ew. I've eaten some pretty nasty things while traveling, usually cause it was that or starve (I don't recommend Kibler Bits.) but cleansed hellboar meat? That just seems a bit...wrong. Ew. Okay, done thinking about that.
After that, he wanted Scarab and I to collect bird wings for him to cook up and eat. I'm not one to complain, but there are a lot of more important things I could be doing instead of merely gathering buzzard wings so Legassi can laugh at his pilot, Screed. Well. It's good enough pay, and I get free food (That bacon is going to Scarab or something. Eugh.) At least we also had to collect zeppelin parts too, so I didn't feel too useless.
It took longer than I'd like, if only because old habits die hard and shot many birds through the wing, rendering the meat useless. Once we gathered all the needed meat and debris, our next orders came through a rune on the hearthstone (It works a lot like a gnomecorder) to go to Shatter Point. The gryphon looked a bit dubious about carrying Scarab, so Soundwave came with.
Welcome to Shatter Point. The most dismal rocky ledge in the world.
The people seemed pleased enough to have me around, explaining how the place worked. And what to do if it tips. Well isn't that just great. Anyways, my first mission was a bombing run, which Scarab seemed pleased about. He got to rest while I flapped around on my bird. I threw as many bombs and explosions as I could, but it all just seemed so endless.
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Then we were sent to Honor Point, which meant we were down playing with bombs, we were taking out the demons in person. Scarab was much more content to be on steady ground, and I couldn't blame him. I liked the sturdy ground too. Or as sturdy as you can get in the Peninsula, at least. After we killed a sufficient amount of demons, we had to kill their fel cannons. They were notorious for shooting innocent riders out of the sky, so we were glad to our part in keeping the skies safe.
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Once the fel cannons were shut down, we had to close a wrath gate and kill a warlord. It was a struggle--there was a lot of them and I still wasn't fully well, but eventually we shut it down and returned to the Field Commander. Satisfied, he informed us to return to Honor Hold and take a break. I was glad to oblige, as I was utterly exhausted.
Till I write next, journal.
Scarab sure is something else. XD I never pictured a beetle to be so mean--then again, I never thought of tallstriders as mean until Tsara met Henbane...
