<div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 18px">***<span style="text-decoration: underline">Chapter 2: The Adventure Begins</span>***</span>​</div><br/>Last time we saw our adventurers they had all learned what they were getting themselves into. The gnome, the death knight, the elf, the rogue, the draenei, the bard and the troll. Upon a rather colorful meeting the incite of a forced alliance between them all had been forged. The sun went down and those who could sleep tried their best to do so. Upon the hills of Elwynn the sun shyly peaked through, leaving it's first rays of sunlight to the forest filled land. The rabble from last night was long gone, the Goldshire guards had fixed the place and kept order.<br/><br/>In his lush, well decorated room, the tiny gnome known as Fillet woke up. Sleeping with his armor on and an axe in each hand, he had teared and shred the soft pillows and sheets of his bed. Very uncaring by his nature, he rose up knowing he was still breathing. No assassination attempts so far. Stretched and yawned as he did, he jumped down the bed to the floor. Moving his way out from his suite and closing the door there after. Outside in the hall was still Erma, as moving as a statue and probably been so the whole night. Raising up his hand he waved with the small arm of his, letting out a clear greeting.<br/><span style="color: green">" Good morning Erma! I expect everything is in order? Great, so how about the rest of the crew? They stayed inside that small room, all of them? A-hah. What I wouldn't give to see them all in there. Anyhow, wake them up, we are leaving within minutes. If they want to brush their teeth or eat breakfast tell them we have plenty of time to do that once we get to Stranglethorn. That's it, thank you my dear you're a rugged diamond in this dirty mountain of a society we have ohoho yes, indeed. Inform them we are having the meeting outside the inn I will wait on everyone there, I will see you there. Thank you!  "</span><br/><br/>His endless assault of words left for no counter as he walked down the stairs by the time he finished. Returning the keys to the three rooms he had rented to the innkeeper, and two gold coins for the possible damaged goods he left behind him.<br/>Once outside in the early morning he looked upon Goldshire and most of it looked asleep. Few open stands were still open tho, thank goodness. Climbing upon a railing to sit on while waiting on the others. Having a clear view directly pointed at the entrance to the Golden Lion inn.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>