One story ends, another begins

After I left Ysabelle I used my hearthstone to take me back to Silvermoon where I immediately made my way to Bloodvalor in Farstriders’ Square.  I think he was actually a little bit surprised that I had managed to complete the trial, but maybe I was just imagining that.  I feel like people generally have low expectations of me - which usually works in my favor.  But not always.   

Anyway, with the crest I retrieved from the fallen knight in Deatholme, Bloodvalor granted me the title of Bloodknight Adept.  He then had me take the blood of the wrathful, the corrupted kor gem, and the blood-forged ingots to the smith on the other side of the square.  I did so, and the smith got right to work crafting the weapon for me.  One thing that took me by surprise, though, was the reaction from someone else working at the forge nearby.  He saw what we were doing and what materials we were working with and left the area, as if disgusted.  I suppose this is something I should get used to.  Some people simply do not approve of the way the Bloodknights take their power, or maybe they’re just afraid.    That’s okay.  The occasional dirty look is a small price to pay for a weapon like this. 

I have to admit that completing the trial did give me a bit of a confidence boost, even though I did have lots of help along the way.  So, riding high, I marched right into Silverguard Keep and applied to join the guild.  I still had some doubts about whether I truly belong with a bunch like that, but at least this trial taught me that I can hold my own. 

Besides, I already know one of their members, and I think this one will make it all worthwhile.