Day 6: Did you know you can burn people from the inside out?

I think today was a good day. I woke up in the inn for once, though not sure who's room it was. Got to remember to write the names of people I sleep with down. Sometimes this whole being 'skanky' can be a bad thing, but then again I guess being 'cold-blooded mass-murder' is bad as well. Oh wells, doesn't bother me none.

I set off to the mail box, collecting a bit of change for the parts of Sivanna I sold on the AH. Surprised how many people will buy 'Mystery Meat' cheaply, but hey, I can't complain. The jingling sound in my pockets is music to my ears.

As I walked in the market place, I came across a lovely little thing in a purple dress. Dark haired, those intoxicating green eyes we Blood Elves have. A bit curvy, just the way I like 'em. I noticed she had this strange little gnome/familiar thing with her. I walked up and asked about it, and she explained, proudly, she was a warlock. I sorta remember hearing about them in those classes the Blood Knights put me through, but I usually fell asleep in them. 'Aren't warlocks are like very crappy fire mages and they use diseased gnomes and manged puppies to compensate?'

She laughed at my explaination of what she was, and she introduced herself as Ellarya.'Trust me, I'm no where near crappy. You ever see someone rot from the inside out?'

'Nope, but I've learned that a sword can be thrust through someone and it makes a really nice blood splatter pattern.' We both laughed. I suggested that we try doing some quests, since I had a bit more to do for the day from those idiot trainers in the Blood Knights.

We went back over to near Falcon Watch, and she explained a bit more about her specialty, in burning and rotting people inside out. I was intrigued. Since to me, a sword/axe/mace usually ends life for most beings I come across. I just like blood splatter patterns. Especially when I try to figure out what the patterns look like.

But I digress. We came across that bitch down by the outskirts of Silvermoon City who asks daily for people to find the outrunner she probably killed. Since I was tired of hearing this bitch ask for help, I asked Ellarya to show me her talents.

So I guess I can cross out 'Watching someone have smoke come out through their ears' off the list of things I need to see in life. I was very impressed watching the magistrate burn. I wish I had remembered to get some marshmellows. Hmmm...blood elf flavored marshmellows.

I looked at Ellarya and declared her to be my new BFF. I did warn her though that I was a bit crazy. I figured it was safe to tell her that, considering if I pissed her off I'd be smoking like the magistrate. But she also figured she needed acceptance for her way of life, since there's not too many warlocks around. Being open about its a bit hard to do, especially amongst the Blood Elves.
I didn't care. I like murder, mayhem, death to all who oppose us, that sorta thing. Having someone around that can make crispy corpses is bound to be fun. Besides, we had our personal lawyer. Or so I was lead to believe, since her 'imp' as she called him kept complaining about things not being in his contract.

Yep, good day in deed.