Morning Road from Bloodhoof to the Crossroads
A short morning carried Nanaki from Bloodhoof Village over the plains of Mulgore and down into the Barrens, ending in leatherwork and rest at the Crossroads.
The Road
I began the day in Bloodhoof Village, rested, with the morning light already warm over Mulgore. I did not linger. I crossed the open plains, and before long the land opened into the Southern Barrens and the palisades of Camp Taurajo.
At Camp Taurajo I went to Omusa Thunderhorn, the flight master, who said he preferred the quiet of Taurajo to the bustle of the Crossroads, and asked where he should send me. I told him the Crossroads, and he sent me there by wyvern. Afterward my steps took me through Agama'gor and the Lushwater Oasis, and on to the Crossroads itself, still in the morning.
Fellowship
In Bloodhoof a tauren shaman was in distress, crying out that her linens had been taken. I heard it in passing and walked on.
Out on the Mulgore plains a skyborne windshaper shaman fell in near me. She remarked on how fast I was moving, admitted she could not keep pace and was quite out of breath, and wished me luck. I laughed and said, "lol".
At Camp Taurajo, Mangletooth hailed me with a snorting, urgent speech. He swore he would win, said the Razormane were mightier than the Bristlebacks, and spoke of the Horde wanting to learn who led the raids on their people.
Spoils & Craft
At the Crossroads I sat down with my leatherworking and crafted Light Leather.