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| Author: | Saaron |
| Summary: | Iphindra writes about her first mission in Northrend. |
| Rating: | T for Teen |
It’s official, I did it. I’m becoming a hero!
My first mission with the squads of Cobalt Company happened today. We met in Dalaran where what we would do was explained to us:
Make friends with goblins before the Horde does, because the goblins are looking for Titans' artifacts, and if they find powerful items, it’s better they’re on our side.
The two squads went to a small goblin town – one with all their noisy, shiny, moving machines. I’m also curious about those, it’s really incredible to see! So, we helped them, and some were nice, some were not.
We saved many of these goblins, from ice giant women, gnolls, spiders, and found a lot of rations and equipment for them. We’re doing everything we can to help them thrive and get them to trust us
It’s a little difficult for me to kill – or here, help kill. I feel shivers when we do, and a little tingling sensation in my chest. I’m not sure what it is. Whether it’s gnolls or animals, I don’t like it. I wish there was another way, like there was with the snobolds we helped escape the cave. But it’s a matter of saving your pack, and it’s the most important thing you can ever do! And it goes deeper than just my squad. If we don’t succeed, it would be bad for the company, and for the Alliance, and for Azeroth itself!
That’s also why I took the venom sac from the dead spider, to save the hurt goblin from his certain death. I didn’t want to, but I know it was for the good of Azeroth, in the end. That made the goblins like us more. I know that given time, this spider and I could have lived in harmony. Maybe I could have taken a sample of its venom peacefully. But there was no time, and we needed a cure quickly. I’m sorry, spider. I’m sorry I wasn’t able to understand and befriend you fast enough.
I don’t know if the others noticed, and I hope they don’t, because they’ll maybe think I’m not strong enough, but whenever we’re about to kill something, I help it a little. I soothe its emotions. I attempt to remove its fear, with smells, or colorful flowers. I look at them, with a peaceful look on my face. I want them to know it’ll be okay. I hope it helps, even if just a little bit.
I expected it, but being a hero comes with a lot of sacrifices. It’ll all be worth it in the end, I know it!
We saw a minefield – with machines planted in the ground like plants. It reminded me of the explosive sheep and squirrels I was told about during Bruuk’s night. They’re probably meant to look unassuming so you step closer and they explode. I don’t like this kind of tactics. I really, really don’t. Plenty of innocent creatures could be hurt by that.
All along on our mission, we talked about horses – special horses we hold dear. The others value them for being strong, loyal, and obedient. Although I think even if a horse was weak and unruly, it’d still be special just because existence itself is special, it helps me understand what they value in their allies. That’s what I have to achieve, to show them I am worthy of my spot on the squad! Obedience, loyalty, strength.
The mage of my squad, Lady Cressidha, she wanted to enchant my armor with her arcane magic, but I unfortunately already infuse it with essences of life. Shadewhisker and dreamfoil run through my armor, the fierceness of feline claws gives me the agility I need to move through a battlefield. But I think… she just wanted to get to know me a little more. That was her excuse to get to know me a little better.
So I said she could! I don’t mind arcane magic – it’s just one more thing that exists, and I said, existence itself is beautiful. I can’t sense that energy, but I know mages say it’s almost everywhere, all around us. It’s beautiful to imagine.
Anyway, I said I had gloves I hadn’t infused yet, so she could do her enchanting on them! And so she did, and we did talk a little bit. She seems strong and confident, even if she’s young for a human! It’s very impressive.
I should talk to the others like this. I don’t know them either. I just… don’t really know how to approach them! Especially the one named Velrin. I’m really really not good with the Kaldorei.
Oh! And I changed since I got to Northrend. It took a few days to adjust, but the plants around me can survive the harshest of winters, and I don’t feel really feel cold at all. My hair is freezing a little, and it’s taken a blue shade, while my skin has become paler, almost grey. It’s a little hard to get used to it, especially suddenly having blue in my peripheral vision all the time. Sometimes I startle myself when I forget, surprised by what’s on the side of my face! I’m also, so, so much more sleepy since I got here. I can go into a deep slumber whenever I go to rest, almost immediately. I wonder if it’s a good thing I’m here. I never dreamed. Maybe this sleepiness will give me a dream, sooner or later? That would be wonderful to see what they’re like.
Now, I don’t know if I still need to write reports for my missions as I believe that’s the squad leader’s job, but it’s time to put all this personal stuff in a proper, professional form and send it to the captain, just to be sure!