Flintbrand's blog

And I've bought the new pokemon game.

I don't know whether to be excited or ashamed.

The following is scrawled in Dwarvish on a page in a leather-bound journal, fitted inbetween sketches of maps and animal anatomy, pressed herbs and other entries that are scribbled out.

Stranglethorn is the kind of place you go when you want to put hair on your chest. Plenty of savage predators, countless diseases and bloodthirsty trolls. All in all, a nice vacation and I'm considering going back soon.

As I am writing this, an ogre is dancing on top of a table in front of me, having balanced a pony keg on top of a candlestick.

On the plus side, free ale.

Left a note with some of the bartenders in Stormwind. Heading over to Ironforge soon to give it to them too. Gonna see if I get a hit on the investigation job.

Note to self: Find a tailor. Need to look less like I just got out of the jungle.

The following is scrawled in Dwarvish on a page in a leather-bound journal, fitted inbetween sketches of maps and animal anatomy, pressed herbs and other entries that are scribbled out.

My travels keep taking me further north. Narrowly avoided being chewed on by a raptor and found myself in Southshore. I'm beginning to think I must smell like meat, because everything in the wild is either indifferent or wants dwarf for dinner.

Got ambushed by orcs on the road to Menethil Harbour. I have to admit, it was much easier when they were trying to rip my throat out.

Ahh, the mountain air of Loch Modan. I will always call it home. It's an excellent rest from the events tragedy unfortunate incidents down in Redridge.

I shot an orc today. It didn't feel good.

Note to self: Never, EVER help someone you pity. Especially if they are an obnoxious undead gnome.

The following is scrawled on a page in a leather-bound journal, fitted inbetween sketches of maps and animal anatomy, pressed herbs and other entries that are scribbled out.

The following is scrawled on a page in a leather-bound journal, fitted inbetween sketches of maps and animal anatomy, pressed herbs and other entries that are scribbled out.

The following is scrawled on a page in a leather-bound journal, fitted inbetween sketches of maps and animal anatomy, pressed herbs and other entries that are scribbled out.

Bloodmyst Isle. Haven't seen anything so polluted since Gnomeragon fell. The wildlife here seems restless. Though, that's kind of an understatement when a sapling tried to strangle me. Never thought I'd see the day when I'd have to watch out for the trees attacking me! I swear, it's as if anytime I step off a road something is trying to murder me in bloodlust.

So the lass at the leatherworker's gave me a leather journal to write in, so she can "Read all about my travels."

Note to self: Find new leatherworker.