Chapter 5
I left the keep and headed to where my former house stood. It was a small one bedroom cottage near the most northern wall of the city to my surprise my home still stood, empty and filled with dust but still standing. The land around it was overgrown and the crops were all dead. I went out back to find enough kindling and wood for a modest fire. I tried to clean up as best as I could, the image of my wife flashing through my mind, her sweeping as I tended the fire. For the first time I really missed her, I never had the chance to mourn her death, mine coming so soon after. I righted a chair and fell into it, sobbing. I cried long and hard, sure no one would hear me on my remote part of the land. Just as I was coming down from my grief, tears streaming down my face, there was a knock at my door. I quickly tried to clean myself up and my surroundings as I opened the door; it was the woman from the keep.
"Sorry to disturb you, Dalstan, but the king wanted to know if there was anything you needed to get your land back in order and also to report to the Grand Marshal in the morning about a position in the royal guard." I looked around the land outside my door, I wasn't sure I could even begin to start again. It all seemed so daunting with just me to tend to it.
"Thank you for stopping by to let me know but I won t need anything for the land that I don't already have. I will report to the Grand Marshal as soon as I can in the morning." She gave me a nod and a slight bow and walked back towards the main city center. I couldn't help but watch her go, there was something so serene and graceful about her gait, it captivated me. I tried to get a hold of my more base emotions, wondering what the people would think if they saw me, a war mongering undead leering at one of the most powerful women in the king's army, and then it occurred to me, I didn't even know this woman's name.
I closed the door and got back to cleaning, it wasn't an arduous task but one I wanted to do well. As I moved around with the broom, a part of me almost missed the battlefields of the scourge, fighting alongside Naxxramas' finest, now my sworn enemies. I didn t know what to make of it, I didn't want to be that monster anymore, killing innocent people for the fun of it but I knew a part of me forever would be. I would need to learn to channel that energy for good and not give in to the blood lust that my blade ached for.