Three gruesome months passed before Whillya's eyes. Every night he sat alone in his small home in Ironforge thinking of Jastane. He saw her face in every nook and cranny. He could swear he was going nuts. Finally he got up the gall to follow after her. He'll be damned if he has to sit alone and drink tea by himself again. Besides he sucks at making tea, thats one of Jastane's many talents. He loaded thick plate armor covered in runes onto his body strapping them in place, he looked like a tea kettle when he finished putting his armor on. He grabbed his Deathblade by the door and locked up the house. With a kick in his step and an eagerness for adventure he set out to find his soon-to-be-wife. Just in case he can't describe her very well he brought a picture of them, on vacation, tucked away in his bag. He walked outside into the freezing cold snow. Being a death knight he craved the snow, It's why him and Jastane moved out to Ironforge in the first place.
He found Twinkles where he left her. Twinkles being his illustrious, sought after, Twilight Drake. He left her at the stables, she was being fed golden carp by the stablehand. "Taking her out for a ride today Mr.O'woncha?" The nice dwarven stablehand chimed. "Nah I'm chasing after me fiance." He replied as he took the reins from the stablehand. "Oh, the one thats been missin' for three months now?" She picked up a bucket of fish and handed them to Whillya. "Yee'aap. Shes probably stuck out dere and i can't stand being here any more. I might not be back for a long time. mind handing me a fishing pole, lassy?" The stablehand gave a fishing pole and some bait to Whillya and sighed. "Doncha get in any trouble out dere ya here?" She waved him off and went back to caring for the mounts and pets left in her care.
Whillya packed the bait and fish onto Twinkles back and climbed onto the leather saddle he handmade her. He nudged his heels into her side lightly to motion her to move forward and pulled her reins up to signal flight. Once in the sky he head straight to Stormwind.
He landed in the trade district. It was very busy. Adventurers were busy with their mounts and armor and currencies, bickering over who was better at slaughtering horde. To him they all looked like 5 year olds. He jumped off Twinkles and lead her to Archmage Khadgar's Image in front of the King's Hero Call Board. "Ehm...Excuse me Mr. Khadgar sir." He muttered under his breath. The grey haired mage looked down at him and raised an eyebrow. "I need to get to Draenor, Perhaps ye can help?" He smiled as big as he could. The mage's image sighs and crosses his arms. "Thats really creepy. Just tell me when you're all ready to go. I'm very busy with stopping the iron horde and you look nothing like a champion." He groaned. Whillya stopped smiling and nodded, "I'm ready." The mage cast a teleport spell and sent Whillya straight to Jastane's Garrison.
Shockingly it was just as busy as Stormwind only without all the adventurers, instead it was Lumberjacks, Lunarfall laborers, Lunarfall riflemen, and ect. He walked around for a bit and stumbled into Lieutenant Thorn. "eh, uhm excuse me lass." He backed away slowly. The Lieutenant just looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "You're the Commanders fiance aren't you?" She asked as she started flipping through some dusty tomes. Whillya nodded and his eyes darted around the garrison. "Where is she at? do ye know?" He managed to force out. He felt a little scared with all this new stuff around him. "Shes been missing for 3 days now. I can send you after her if you'd like?" Her accent was thick like Jastane's, It was instantly noteable she was Gilnean. Whillya nodded so fast he thought his head would've fallen off. The Lieutenant hands him a sheet of paper and points him out the door.
He walks back over to Twinkles holding the paper. "Talador, ey? Twinkles get ready for a long ride!" he laughed and jumped on her back. He had her take off leaving a trail of purple and blue dust in their wake.