Perseus's eyes scanned the Hero's Call Board.
"Jackson…. Jackson…." He mumbled, looking for his last name.
His lips formed a small smile when he finally found it.
Hero's Call: Redridge Mountains – Jackson, Chase, Grace (2), Valdez, McLean – Report to Lake Shire – May 20th.
Finally, after seven years of training with the Stormwind Branch of the Alliance army, Perseus would get some action. He knew not of what he would be doing in the Redridge Mountains but had heard rumors of what had happened.
Drudgers had invaded months ago, last August to be exact, and had rampaged the entire area, taking over the area around the lookout tower at the Elwynn Forest and Redridge Mountains border. The drudgers took over The Three Corners, Redridge Canyons, Render's Camp, Lakeridge Highway, Stonewatch, the Tower of Ilgalar and Keeshan's Post. The orcs worked with the Knolls to invade and take over Render's Valley and Alther's Mill. The only areas untouched by the creatures of the Horde were Lake Shire, a small town in the center of Redridge, right on the lake's shore, and Shalewind Canyon, a small hill between the Tower of Ilgalar and Render's Valley, where the knights that went to help had to set up camp. The camp was closely guarded as it was surrounded by enemies, but their supplies were running out and they wouldn't be able to last much longer. The general in charge there was doing the best he could, but he had called for help. His men were starving, thirsty and fearful of crossing enemy territory but knew it was the only way to get to the food and water they so desperately needed. Few were expected to survive due to the lack of victuals and the cornering of the Orcs and Drudgers. The far corner of Redridge was scarcely close to no longer being Alliance territory.
I guess they weren't rumors after all. Perseus thought to himself as he took one last look at the names next to his before beginning his trip back to the Stormwind Embassy.
May 20th. Two days from now and Perseus would be in Redridge with the other people whose names had been written on the board. They would be completing many quests and possibly facing many enemies. He had no clue what he would be facing, but he did know that he would be ready for anything that comes his way.
Or… almost anything. He thought when he got back to the barracks to find a letter from the Princess of Stormwind City resting on his pillow. His eyes widened in surprise.
"Ooo! Someone's caught the princess's eyes!" Jordan Myers cooed from behind him. Perseus rolled his eyes and picked the envelope up. Curly lines made up his name on the back of the envelope in fancy cursive, recognizable as the princess's handwriting.
"Don't you have somewhere to be?" Perseus asked, looking up from the envelope to glare at Jordan.
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"Only to go pick up my new sword from Stoutarm."
"Well, you better get going. He's known for giving away swords when they aren't picked up on time."
Jordan rolled his eyes. "See you later, Perseus." He said and with a wave of his, he turned on his heel. Perseus waited for the sound of Jordan's footsteps to fade down the stairs before sitting on his bed and opening the envelope. He carefully pulled the letter out.
Dear, Perseus Jackson,
I have recently received word that I would be sent off to Redridge Mountains with you and four others. By order of his highness, the king, we are to report Bailiff Conacher in the Lakeshire Town Hall.
As we will be leaving two days from now, I would like to meet with you and the others tomorrow so that we may all have the same knowledge when we arrive at Lakeshire the following afternoon. A similar letter to the one you are reading has been sent to the other members of our party.
I would like for us to meet at the Pig and Whistle Tavern tomorrow for dinner at two.
I thank you in advance for your time and hope all is well for you.
Sincerely,
Annabeth Chase
Perseus read the letter before falling back on his bed, his head landing on the comforting cushion of his pillow.
He would be meeting the princess and the greatest warrior the city ever knew. Perseus would be meeting the Annabeth Chase, and he couldn't believe it. The fact he even got a letter from her was surprising enough. Perseus closed his eyes, letting the letter rest on his chest as thoughts of the journey and adventures that lay ahead of him danced in his mind like ballerinas. One grabs the attention of the audience by leaping before another takes the attention back to them with a turn and so on. More ballerinas appeared in his mind. More turns and leaps were done. More ballerinas of thought appeared in his mind, dancing gracefully. Promises of adventure spun in with them, lulling him off to sleep as the sun set over the buildings of the city, leaving the sky littered with stars.