Day 6
Coldridge Valley was really easy, but for some reason it was much larger then the other two starting areas. I spent a lot of time traveling as I didn't want to spend the night outdoors and resting near campfires to warm up. How the NPC's or the common folk resisted the cold was beyond me. I also wondered why I did the starter quests I was sure they barely gave me any experience and many of the mobs were gray to me now that I could see their level. They did however give me meats and cloth that I could use for leveling first aid and cooking once I learned how to do it. I was wondering what was taking Fizzle so long or maybe he thought I should have been in Ironforge by now. Now that I had the interface and the UI a lot of things were working for me. The biggest thing was the quest helper. Not that I really needed it at the moment, but the increased distances I had to travel made all the difference in this world. I headed out to Kharanos. The inn was packed when I got there and though I was on the look out for other players I didn't find any. I didn't think anyone would be here with the lowest being 21 and the highest thirty six not exactly a place to hang out. It was easy to avoid the flirts from the male gnomes as I tended to walk away before they could even get started. Luckily the dwarves didn't bother or they weren't drunk enough to talk to a rogue with white knuckles.
"Can I get a room for the night?" I asked the innkeeper.
"One silver, lassie." she replied as she handed me a key. From there I ordered a meal and quickly found my room and locked the door, tied it shut and used a chair. You couldn't take any chances with a bunch of drunks downstairs. Like any other night. I crawled into bed after I ate and kept my daggers close to me. It could have been hours or minutes I wasn't sure, but I was asleep when I woke to the rattling of the door. I moved quickly out of the bed and entered stealth. I was just able to see well enough to see the door open. The string must have been cut as they moved the bar lock out of the way. The chair failed quickly and I wondered why I even bothered.
"You're making too much disturbance. She will rouse conscious." a gnome whispered.
"Shut your trap." A gravelly sounding dwarf whispered. "She should be sleeping soundly until next week with the poison I added to her ale. I was shocked for a second and glad that I didn't even take a sip from the ale. I then grinned as they expected me to be drugged. They quietly stalked in and then froze as they saw my bed was empty. "Shit." Was the last think the dwarven rogue said before I ambushed him. It would have been better if I had sap, but you have to make do with what you have for skills. The dwarf dropped like a sack as I turned to the gnome. He screamed as I stabbed with both blades. They went deep and the gnome died before I slide out my daggers.
"Oh shit." I mumbled before I puked on the floor. The two were non NPC's or regular citizens from their lack of health bars. Why they thought they could sneak up on a player was beyond me. I finally got it out of my system and looted their bodies. Other than a few coins I found a leaflet with a fairly close resemblance on it. Wanted by the Grand Gnome's Guild. Alive. Parti Engineer, GM. I shock my head as I let the paper fall to the floor. The two finally vanished and I was able to close the door. One part of me was sickened that I had killed them but the other part was glad I did. If I was drugged there was no telling what they would have done to me before turning me over to that guild. I did my best to put it in the back of my mind as I gathered up my gear. I needed to level to at least ten before heading to Ironforge. Maybe it would be a good idea to fly to Stormwind? I picked up quests and headed out.
