It was another day in the plaguelands, the forsaken were raiding human farms for supplies to trade and no doubt take revenge on the humans that hated us, most emotions felt by us are dark ones and some of my brothers weren't as merciful as I. I was just wandering about , I didn't like to participate in the pillaging. It doesn't make me feel any better, or anything really but I did go when the others were done and had taken what they wanted so I could grab anything not looted by the others.
This time I sat in the field in front of the unlucky farmstead that had been chosen and the rest of the raiding party closed in and began their attack on the poor family inside. It wasn't their fault they had to die, but its a cold world on Azeroth, it just is, and people have to suffer. I paid little to no mind though, instead paid attention to my surroundings, birds chirped, though im sure they were plagued, I could see animals move about the nearby forest and a butterfly landed on my leg. I watched the butterfly as it flapped its wings and walked around the new found world of my skin. I smiled and felt a tickling feeling, not on my leg, my sense of touch was weak compared to what it used to be, but in my chest, and i figured this would be my highlight of the day.
But as I focused again on the world around me I realized the commotion had stopped and the others were finishing up their looting so I decided it was my turn to go take a look and see if they had missed anything I could sell to the horde auction house.
The others had been kind enough to close the door upon leaving, must have been force of habit. Through the window I could see that the shadows of the surrounding trees made the inside of the house quite dark. Upon entering I heard a thud. I froze and surveyed the room but saw nothing that could have caused it and figured it must have been an animal on the rooftop. I lit a match, took a nearby candle, and began my rummaging.
There wasnt much, mostly garbage or a copper here and there. it was obvious these farmers hadnt been living well. Nothing in the drawers, nothing in the lock boxes, but I noticed something odd, in the house there were three beds but only 2 bodies. Pehaps it was nothing and the family simply had another bed for visitors . I checked under the first two, again nothong of intrest, but under the third i was shocked at what i spotted, a little face staring back at me.