Tired, but accomplished.

Skill is a difficult thing to measure. Fortunately, my world has some very obvious delineations. Today, I gained about eight seasons of skill. I am almost ready to learn how to ride a horse. Won't that be exciting.

I found some new pieces of armor, and met some facinating people in the depths of caverns around Kalimdor. No pictures unfortunately, I'm not that steady a hand with sketching as it is and I was busy sticking my knives places that my targets would probably rather I didn't.


Close to 20th season. I may yet see the icy wastes of Northrend if I'm diligent.


I'm not sure why there are Orcs guarding the Undercity. Last I looked we had Abominations. Slightly less stinky and much more manageable.