Day 24

I woke up with tears on my face this morning. I'm putting it down as coming to terms with my life now and moving past it. I think I've been handling things pretty well though the news I received after breakfast shocked me a bit. Mugga walked up, calm as could be, missing his left eye and smiling at me in a way I couldn't understand.

"I owe you a debt, brother," Mugga intoned before bowing to me.

"I don't understand. Are you ok? What happened?" Yesterday had been tiring and it was early, I won't ever claim to have been really aware at the time.

Mugga laughed before clapping me on the shoulder. "The mana potion and wolf saved my life. One of those bastards wounded me when I'd overworked myself. That howl distracted him and gave me time to gut the bastard and heal myself."

So yeah, now I apparently have a life debt from Mugga. He at least didn't seem down about losing an eye and I wished him the best as he gets used to it. He must've experienced quite a moment to take something so literal. Nyx at least likes him so he's a fairly trustworthy guy, orcs always trust our wolves when it comes to people.

Bullhorn is fine though a bit tired. Healers worked literal miracles here every day so I'm not surprised. He gave me a wave before returning to his meal when I went by. If I had to guess I'd say he went right back to healing if anything was actually left to be treated.

I stood guard today as the peons dug graves for the dozen fallen who either succumbed to their wounds last night or never returned from the spirit world. The shaman, druids, and priests seemed to feel the loss of a 'connection' when a warrior won't return. One of the hunters I patrolled with had fallen in battle alongside his animal companion and I gave him a salute as he was lowered into his grave.

Most of the peons were busy mining even then, barring the gravediggers, and scouts were being sent South to get fresh intel on the centaur threat. We can't move against the quilboar with such a massive threat at our back but the forces at Far Watch Post don't have the manpower. Last I heard they were simply keeping the quilboar from surging into Durotar despite several attempts.

No clue what the leaders are planning for us but we were told to hold this location and as loyal soldiers of the Horde that is what we'll do. I do know plans for the ditch were scrapped after the last battle due to lack of resources (peons and shovels) and the risk of danger. Instead they were going to construct a burrow for a solid structure to defend from.

Gurnag handed me a small bag of seeds and helped me fit a few saplings the peons had dug up into my bag. Not sure how but I blame magic bullshit. He told me the area was too heavily trafficked for the trees to survive at this time. Well now I have to find a place for those.

I get to do another patrol tomorrow instead of combat again so at least I can rest. Nyx finally laid down so I'd better take advantage.

-Borgin