A Dead Journal, AREA:Mount Hyjal

This is Maelnath's journal as he arrives in Hyjal. He defends it some.
=== Day One ===
I arrived at a somewhat worried Hyjal. The Ebon Blade must really be doing NOTHING with clearing the rest of the Scourge. Oh well. I were given bandages, armour and a wolf... so I won't scare the cute wittle animals, seriosuly. Sonofafelhound, I named him something intelligent. Atleast Biscuits is better then Bloodpaw. Hm... I feel strongly for tea! Because I have Biscuits! I wish someone listened to me. Well Biscuit wants to move on!
And once again I have stopped, Biscuit is so tired and I'm cooking some tea, delicous. Then I'm going to pop a cigar, watch the camp, maybe kill some Twilight Cultists. And Biscuit is so cute when he's asleep!
=== Day Two ===
Today I reported to my new leader/friend, a Kaldorei who suspects me for being a filthy Horde... I'm sort of neutral! And he suspects his fellow Kalorei to be demons. We're going to be the best friends ever! Not really. But I might be able to make a new friend in the troop, he's a Troll warrior, he thinks everyone is nuts and he speaks correctly! Oh my dear lord! And we did attack a Twilight Camp! We sat on dragons, some dropped down, others shot with magics/bows/guns. Fun time, fun time. And now it smells like our dear liutenant 'Suspicious' is trying to kill his own troops! I need to but a fire out, morons!
=== Day Three ===
Our shaman had the bright idea to show the liutenant the power of lightning, as a thanks for trying to burn his troop! He smalls like chicken! And Biscuit thought so too, he tried to eat liutenant Suspicious! Hehe!
We had some fun today. Me and the shaman talked some, he's a Troll.
Shaman: 'Ey, mon! How'd ya like our new Chicken smellin' liutenant?
Me: Hm... not as much as my wolf do!
Laughter
=== Day Four ===
Everyone but me are idiots!
Category:Horde