Hi. My name is Abbad! I like writing very much, and I am, along with my brothers, are fans of WoW, that's why I have decided to combine both those hobbies in this story! It worth notifying that this, although being written as a story, comprises a "true events" of my adventures in WOW's Moonguard realm along with two of my brothers.

Please note that English isn't my native language, so I am sorry for any shortage in terms and expressions. I would appreciate feedback so much as this's my first experience in writing fan-fiction.

Have a nice reading!

First chapter: The Beginning of a Journey:

At first, it might be necessary to introduce you to our company. Of course, we gonna start with me! My name is Abbad, I am a hunter, but please don't misunderstand me, even though I am a hunter, but I don't really hunt; because hunting would imply the possibility of failure. I hunt with my amazing pet, the raptor reck, which I've picked few years ago in a trip through the wetlands (a story I might tell you later). I have also a long practice of geography, and at some point, my long passion for this field made me the geographer of the family. I was raised in the countryside of Stormwind, the white city, where I was lucky to get trained on the skills of combat since my tender age. The reason for this was the fact that my father served in the kingdom army, that didn't last for long though, as he died in my childhood while fighting the foul Defias brotherhood in the plains of Westfall.

I have two brothers as well; Sinan and Sariya. Sinan is our tank, he is a warrior, he has many unique skills in combat, he's also the most knowledgeable of us in trade matters, since he lived for years on the craft of buying & selling precious artifacts. On the other hand, Sariya is a descent priest, he is our healer, he's always there to save the day in the bad times when we've lost all hope! Both of them were raised away from me in the huge passages of Ironforge, because our mother lived there, but later we have met and became a great company. At last, there is Sariya's wife, Raghad, she is a warlock from from Stormwind, and have saved us in many dangerous battles, but she rarely comes with us in our long trips.

Aged mid 30s, me and my brothers, at the time this story events occurred, were still young and rash with a big thirst of gold. Our life was centered around money, and it's almost the only thing we could talk about, especially that we will be able soon to enter the riding academy (extortionate costs) and buy a bunch of new much faster horses to ride through the vast lands of Azeroth.

Once when we were in a trip to the wetlands, we ran into a caravan heading west, to the harbour. We figured out from talking with the traders leading it that they were on their way to Southern Kalimdor, where, as they told us, lied one incredibly big and remote seaport being controlled by the Goblins. According to them, the Goblins there had an enormous number of special artifacts which could never be found anywhere else in Azeroth; it's a stuff that can be sold with highest prices in the markets of the eastern kingdoms. Later, I have searched long in the central library of Stromwind about this amazing city, until I knew that they was talking about the distant desert of Tanaris, and its famous port of Gadgetzan.

Being the geographer and cartographer of the family, I was the one who had to plan for the trip and its path. Sinan and Sariya were amazed with the possible profits we might gain from the journey, and immediately accepted the plan that I have suggested, not realizing the trouble we might have to go though to do this. Honestly, I didn't insist on elaborating much about this point to them. Raghad refused to come with us, as she found that it was an unreasonably long trip, so we left our precious belongings with her in Stormwind, and packed our things for our long adventure.

A month later, most of the necessary preparations for our journey were made up, and we were fully ready for departure. Early at the morning, we bid farewell to our friends and relatives at the white city, and crossed the bridge of the capital, looking behind at the high towers of Stormwind castle with a sad feeling in our hearts. It maybe the last time we were predestined to see the walls of this great city.