Last week, I continued my exploration of Azeroth...this island was infested with ghostly paladins, but I made quick work of them.
Hmmm, this Grim Batol fortress has a mighty impressive door. Alas, I lack any skill with the lockpicking, so I wasn't able to get a peek inside. But judging by the numerous dragons guarding the path, I suspect that door is keeping us away from something very interesting indeed.
I shook off the heat by traversing the cool expanse of Duskwood. This monument to a fallen hero caught my eye. I stayed by this waterfall for a while, contemplating the beauty I'd seen on my trek so far.
Out in Westfall, I found a cabin that would be perfect for hunting season. Pre-decorated even. Alas, I suppose the woman working in the fields would not be enthusiastic about sharing her home with a Forsaken.
We have some of these hooded statues on one of our skyscrapers downtown. They must have had the same architect...This looks like the type of place where they serve uninvited guests like myself for lunch.
This shortcut didn't turn out so well. It appears I never did bother to get the key to this gate. Ah well. The long way 'round it is!
My journey came to an end at the Valley of the Kings. Weary from the ram-mounted dwarves chasing me hither and yon, I took this as a good place to hearth and call it a night, and filed away Explorer amongst my honorary titles.
Azeroth, it was lovely to revisit you. Stay beautiful.