The things that you find when you look hard enough for them, yeah like a cat scoring out a mouse, once you pick up the scent it is hard to break. All this time I have been searching in the wrong field. It turns out that this @#%*! of light had not been in the vacinity of Stormwind for nearly a year. But her secret is out and her hide away will soon be violated. A recent notice in the local had open the rift of her where about. Yea’ it seems her old man has a hand for shooting a rabid coyote, something the locals of Lakeshire had found most heart eased. Seems that rabid coyote had stirred quite a fright with the homesteads, threatening to contaminate their livestock. Yea’ that’s some great feat, bringin’ down some insane mangy dog, a real hero. He got received some merit for his accomplishment, bringing down some crazy wild bitch with a bullet between its eyes. Why ain’t I impressed- heh, I bring down some crazy @#%*! And I face time in the slammer. Ah, but this one is worth it, I owe this one- I do!
So they are living in Lakeshire now…my Jo is in Lakeshire. Yea’ think I need to pay a visit to the Vonghal home stead.
Vonghal, what a name, seeming that I have heard it before, some where else. Either he has extended family or he is clearly a bigot, I wouldn’t doubt the later. Old man Vonghal sacking up with some pretty thing- he’s probably sitting on a mound of wealth and she is milking his love nuts for its worth, taking what she can. Well, there are two of us now who can play the milkman but I ain’t looking to share. They took something from me and I’m aimed to get it back. I aim to teach this pretty light princess just what I am about.
Goin’ to meet up with a few contacts while I’m here in Stormwind, then make my way to Lakeshire. Yea’ I plan to lay into that @#%*! And give her a good dose of kick @$$ where the light don’t shine.
