The Second Trial

So, the whole thing where Bloodvalor sent me into the cave and into an ambush- he called that the first trial.  You can imagine my delight when I was told that I was ready for the second trial.  I was to seek out Master Kelerun Bloodmourn outside the ruins of Silvermoon.  Easy enough, right? When I arrived he congratulated me on making it that far and then proceeded to tell me that I need to kill four other Blood Knights who are about to come at me.  At this point, I didn’t get too hung up on the fact that I was really killing these people – I know that they can be easily enough brought back to life so long as we act quickly to do so.  Even so, these trials have me questioning my expected lifespan. 

Anyway, I do the deed and am sent back to Bloodvalor in Silvermoon.  Apparently there’s more to this trial.  There was a fleeting moment where I had mused about calling it quits right then and there, but the rewards promised by Bloodvalor should I live through this trial - status as a Blood Knight Adept and a weapon far superior to any I have ever owned – were very convincing.  Besides how bad could it be? 

My first task was to gather the crest from a fallen Blood Knight, one that would become my own providing I didn’t meet the same fate as it’s previous owner.   This required a trip back to Deatholme, where the body of a knight – the leader of a failed assault on the Scourge base - would be found.  Deatholme and I are old friends – I had been in and out of there more times than I cared to think about during the past several days.  I was not eager to return, but at least now I knew my way around.  Finding the body was no problem.

My next assignment was to gather three items necessary to forge a Blood-Tempered Ranseur – the weapon that was to be awarded to me as a symbol of my status as a Blood Knight.  Apparently a ranseur is another word for ridiculously huge giant pokeystick, something I had no idea how to spell (I had to ask a passing apprentice mage how to spell it for this journal) let alone wield. 

This task would be quite a bit more difficult than the last, as it involved a good deal of travel to places I had been unfamiliar with - places I kind of wish I hadn’t become familiar with.

  

Taking a break

Okay. So in the last couple weeks since I left Eversong I’ve somehow managed to cut the head off of a Scourge leader, cross the Great Sea on a goblin zepplin, met with Thrall, and killed some demons in this sweltering cave underneath Orgrimmar itself. Now that my life has apparently become a whole lot more interesting, I thought it might be a good time to catch my breath and start a record of all that’s been going on.

The troubles facing Quel’Thalas have been well documented, so I won’t linger too much on the jobs I took there. To put it simply- there’s a lot more to be done there, but the place seems to be in good hands with all manner of elves itching to make their mark on the world and pitching in wherever necessary. The Farstriders seem to have a good handle on the situation, as good as can be expected, at least.

I do want to go on the record and say that the Blood Knights are a bit more… intense than I had expected. After I did a bit of work in Eversong, I apparently caught the attention of some of the trainers and was given a task to test my mettle, so to speak. Knight-Lord Bloodvalor wanted me to go over to this place called the Isle of Tribulations, find a cave, and light a brazier located inside. So I find the island, kill a couple of overgrown spiders along the way and make my way to the back of this cave. “Easy enough,” I think, so I light the brazier and expect some floating magical head to congratulate me on a job well done or something like that. But no, instead a crazed Blood Knight charges into the cave after me and starts swinging a sword at my head! I barely managed to dodge that blow, and once I got over the initial shock of the whole thing I was able to put him down.

So, with no floating head in sight, I decided to just trek back to Silvermoon and let the Knights know that one of their members had turned to one of the Wretched or the plagued or was just plain nuts. Imagine my surprise when Bloodvalor tells me that he sent this guy in there to kill me, but it’s all okay because I’m alive. What’s more, he sends me to one of the trainers who gives me a device to resurrect this guy that I just killed… who had apparently been hauled back to Silvermoon just after I left the cave. It was all very confusing.

Long story short, I take this trinket from the trainer and bring the poor guy back to life. He wasn’t really all the grateful, in fact he seemed a bit disgruntled at the whole situation. I’ll have to remember to think twice before I agree to do Bloodvalor any favors. At least I learned the ability to resurrect those recently fallen, a good skill to have to be sure, so in the end I suppose the ordeal was well worth it.

More to follow after breakfast… I should cook up some of these crunchy spider legs before they go bad.