PapaToad
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(A list of zones by level) Adventure Letter
Being the greatest druid that ever lived, I have hit my 30th season and needed new places to adventure. I mean I finally found a nice bonnie hat to keep the shade around my wonderful Green hair and shade my eyes from that Mississippian like sun in the wetlands. Besides Spreading the fame of my name and the fear it should properly instill in those who are not part of our beloved family; I ran to Ironforge and Stormwind. With the vigor of an acolyte devouring the bible, I scoured every written document of the ancients.
Those who sailed, walked, and rode before me with the anticipation of adventure and sights not yet seen. Those ancient lands that had marvelous and exotic creature the likes of which I can only recall from the lore masters and keepers of the archives in Darnassus. After quite some time I emerged, I needed a bath and a shave. I thought it funny that spending a few days in the library can cause nearly the same odor and offensive assault that a few days in the wetlands could.
I share here with you one of those documents with details of some of the lands, incase you wish to follow me or surprise me one day as I turn a corner on my adventures. DaWife will accompany me as usually, I could not talk sense to her about the dangers of my travels. Her faith and the sword at her side were her only security. She pointed her cute little finger at me and had a cross expression on those wonderful human features of hers' as she said:“ I made a commitment to you, Papatoad, I’ll have not boogey man or dragon eat my Husband without me there to cut him from some monsters’ belly!” She placed her hands on her hips in that silly command authority paladins will as if daring me to protest her decision.
Dear friends; I have faced, monster demon, and dragoon alike, but I draw the limits with my wife with her hands on her hips. It’s just not wise to challenge her when she’s made up her mind. I know I may regret it when we are wet cold and hungry, but at that moment I was very proud of her. It is not everyday a small 5 foot 3 inch human female stands up to protect her 7 foot 260 pound toad green Darnassusain husband. It brings a tear to these tired old eyes.
But I digress; do I not?? I leave this posted here outside the Inn here in Menethil Harbor. Here is the list of places my adventure may take me. God speed and may the Lord watch over you; my brothers and sister. I pray we meet soon and under favorable and joyful conditions.
***ancient looking Scrap of papyrus***
If you do choose to follow, please leave a list of where you are off to adventuring so others can follow our footsteps, besides the road you travel, may save your brothers or sisters life
Exciting and wonderful travels
Sincerely,
The greatest druid that ever lived!
Papatoad
Being the greatest druid that ever lived, I have hit my 30th season and needed new places to adventure. I mean I finally found a nice bonnie hat to keep the shade around my wonderful Green hair and shade my eyes from that Mississippian like sun in the wetlands. Besides Spreading the fame of my name and the fear it should properly instill in those who are not part of our beloved family; I ran to Ironforge and Stormwind. With the vigor of an acolyte devouring the bible, I scoured every written document of the ancients.
Those who sailed, walked, and rode before me with the anticipation of adventure and sights not yet seen. Those ancient lands that had marvelous and exotic creature the likes of which I can only recall from the lore masters and keepers of the archives in Darnassus. After quite some time I emerged, I needed a bath and a shave. I thought it funny that spending a few days in the library can cause nearly the same odor and offensive assault that a few days in the wetlands could.
I share here with you one of those documents with details of some of the lands, incase you wish to follow me or surprise me one day as I turn a corner on my adventures. DaWife will accompany me as usually, I could not talk sense to her about the dangers of my travels. Her faith and the sword at her side were her only security. She pointed her cute little finger at me and had a cross expression on those wonderful human features of hers' as she said:“ I made a commitment to you, Papatoad, I’ll have not boogey man or dragon eat my Husband without me there to cut him from some monsters’ belly!” She placed her hands on her hips in that silly command authority paladins will as if daring me to protest her decision.
Dear friends; I have faced, monster demon, and dragoon alike, but I draw the limits with my wife with her hands on her hips. It’s just not wise to challenge her when she’s made up her mind. I know I may regret it when we are wet cold and hungry, but at that moment I was very proud of her. It is not everyday a small 5 foot 3 inch human female stands up to protect her 7 foot 260 pound toad green Darnassusain husband. It brings a tear to these tired old eyes.
But I digress; do I not?? I leave this posted here outside the Inn here in Menethil Harbor. Here is the list of places my adventure may take me. God speed and may the Lord watch over you; my brothers and sister. I pray we meet soon and under favorable and joyful conditions.
***ancient looking Scrap of papyrus***
If you do choose to follow, please leave a list of where you are off to adventuring so others can follow our footsteps, besides the road you travel, may save your brothers or sisters life
Exciting and wonderful travels
Sincerely,
The greatest druid that ever lived!
Papatoad
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