Dec 01, 2010 09:08
Last night was less productive than I'd hoped, but maybe some good will come of it. The barmaid recognized my brother's name, but said she hadn't seen him in a while. She offered to pass on that I was looking for him should he wander in, but I'm not holding my breath on that happening.
I ... may have started someone on a very dangerous path... a troll overheard me mention Deathwing, and was very, very interested in anything I could tell him about that giant pissy salamander. The light in his eyes... I don't know who to pray for, him or the dragon.
Money's getting a little tight. The Argents are offering rewards for work done in the Plaguelands, perhaps I'll try there.
kori