August 9th, 2010 · No Comments · Diary pages, Finding genesis

Another day. Another test. Witchdoctor Zahb’bia pokes and prods me to see if my ribs have healed. I have come to remember his name, even though I vehemently hope that I will never be in the man’s careĀ ever again.


We will be leaving soon. I’m terrified. But I have come this far and almost died for this, so it’s foolish to second guess it all now. My destiny lies in Durotar.


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