Vision Regained
I wake up, face down, in the middle of a field. As I regain my senses, I start to wonder where I am, hm, dark? check, trees? check, smell of death? check, must be in Tirisfal Glades, previous home to humans, new home to Undead, lovely, how did I end up here?
I am the one they call Onassi, Blood Elf Priest, healer extraordinaire, you know, the usual. I work for a company called the Shadow-craft Syndicate, a secret covenant that makes their home in Murder Row in Silvermoon City (I tell you, I hate the weekly meetings there) but basically the Shadow-craft Syndicate send me out on secret quests to collect secret items that give me secret rewards all of which I cant tell you, unless you are a member, and then you should know. Ive been working for these guys for about 40 seasons now (boy I am getting old) and Ive been starting to get some weird quests, finding not heads of enemies, but books about the Burning Legion. (which is some demons attacking Azeroth, I don’t know, didn’t pay much attention in school)
Now, where was I? oh right, Undead, how could I forget that stench. I was searching throughout the Scarlet Monastery Library trying to find these books, when I suppose someone must have bonked me on the head while I was reading a text, crud the boss aint gonna like this one.
