Through my travels I've met many a fine souls. I ain't gonna name 'em fer I'll miss somebody. One day, I was runnin through Elwynn, returnin' home from Lakeshire an I met a fella on a mount. He was actually the first person I had e'er talke to that rode a horse. Oh, it was a pretty horse and was covered in some sort of armor. I had ne'er seen anything like it. His name was Brugarian an' he was tryin to develop a army to go an take back our homeland, Lor'Aeron. Well, I ain't ne'er been much on that war. Ifn e'erbody would just leave e'erbody else alone, we'd be all good. But, I had been adventuring and travelin for a while and hadn't yet met anyone I liked. He invited me ta join him. I rose some in tha ranks rather quickly and foun' another friend Praam. We would go out and complete tasks together when it was convenient fer us. Soon Praam disappeared an' Brugarian was around less an less. So, again, I was all alone. This was not ta last!