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| - ((A large manilla envelope containing a postcard with some doodles on it, a letter, a photograph, and a necklace arrive in the mail for Glimmerflint) Glimmerflint, I know I told you that if you hadn't written me by Sunday, I'd go off into Stormwind and start tracking you down but.. I couldn't restrain myself. Just thinking about what could've happened, and just the fact that I've missed you so much KIIIIIIINDA clouded my judgement JUST a bit. As it is, I suppose I could reason that I needed to see what Stormwind was up to and make sure the Hounds hadn't set up any checkpoints in order to discourage people such as myself from getting back into the City. Donning an outfit I made out of a rather large burlap sack (Making a hood and robe respectively), I began sneaking into the City both in
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| - ((A large manilla envelope containing a postcard with some doodles on it, a letter, a photograph, and a necklace arrive in the mail for Glimmerflint) Glimmerflint, I know I told you that if you hadn't written me by Sunday, I'd go off into Stormwind and start tracking you down but.. I couldn't restrain myself. Just thinking about what could've happened, and just the fact that I've missed you so much KIIIIIIINDA clouded my judgement JUST a bit. As it is, I suppose I could reason that I needed to see what Stormwind was up to and make sure the Hounds hadn't set up any checkpoints in order to discourage people such as myself from getting back into the City. Donning an outfit I made out of a rather large burlap sack (Making a hood and robe respectively), I began sneaking into the City both in search of yourself, and hopefully some Paeduses. Thankfully, even though the Hounds are certainly far more in numbers than before the Scourge Invasion (They must have done a HELL of a lot of recruiting over my absense) none felt obligued to pursue this... rather intimidating looking gnome any further than a casual glance in passing. Although I was able to procure enough Paeduses to last me a week until the time comes for my return trip, I'm still a bit upset that I wasn't able to find you for the two hours I had toured the city. I thought I saw you in the crowds along the trade district; I called out your name and everything but... I guess not. Suppose I'll have to make a return trip to the City after all. Oh, and one more thing. I ain't in Lakeshire any more. As you could probably guess from the included postcard, I was forcefully relocated to Booty Bay after Sirithil came down on me for the entire "Pest Control" bit a while back. She's apparently still very gracious for what I've done for her, but she doesn't think she can harbor a gnome with such... destructive tendencies in her town. So, for the time being, I'm currently, get this, BANISHED FROM LAKESHIRE FOR THE FULL DURATION OF MY BANISHMENT FROM STORMWIND! Geez! What's the world record for "Most active banishments at once?" Between Gnomeregan's life time banishment, Stormwind's temporary one and then this slap on the wrist from Sirithil, I gotta be getting SOMEWHERE close to the record! For a while I considered just touring the territory of the Eastern Kingdoms from Moonbrook to Sentinel Hill to Darkshire, just getting my ass thrown out from each town before settling down in Booty Bay... but I suppose that it'd probably be better for both your letters and myself to just stay in one place. I got a very nice room over at the Salty Sailor Tavern here and I'd really think you'd like this place. The slightly polluted air, the beautiful flora and amazingly stupid though exotic wildlife, no children, located right on the coast with dozens of like-minded gentlemen such as myself who understand just what it means to be Goblin Engineers, tons of shops, a couple of bars and restaurants here and there, and some of the best fishing in the world! Maybe we could do it for our Honeymoon. We could rent a timeshare down here and everything... Anyway, it's supposed to be raining all day tomorrow from what I've heard. Some sort of gigantic storm rolling over or something like that so I'll probably be confined to the Salty Sailor all day. I'll think of something to do. Oh! And before I forget! While I was at the Booty Bay Auction House this morning, I saw this necklace here that I'd know you'll love. Supposedly it's cursed, bringing heartbreak and tradgedy to all who wear it, yadda yadda yadda, crap crap crap. I managed to talk the price down and everything since... well, with such bull like that it wasn't going to get sold any time soon! I hope you like it! My new address is on the bottom of the letter, though I'm sure if you mailed something to me before I left Lakeshire, Sirithil would be so kind to forward it to my new address since she knows how concerned I've been about you. And as in "Sirithil would be so kind" I mean "She better damn well do it!" With all my love, Fizzlepocket. P.S. Keep an eye out for me! ((And yes. Fizzle looks EXACTLY like a Jawa right now the way I have it set up in FlagRSP although the beard isn't tucked away, seeing as how he'd probably asphyxiate himself otherwise. Work with me here! And for that matter, congratulations Calithos. You're gonna have a Jawa taking potshots at you from the rooftops soon enough.))
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