Blackrock mountain!

So, without Zandramas around to chaper- er, keep me company - I decided to ride to the most dangerous place I could think of!

Blackrock Mountain! Yeah! That's yours truly in front of the gates. But it'd be boring to just hang out outside.

Yeah, uh, don't look down.

So there I went down the chain. Man, that is one BIG CHAIN! But it was easier to walk on than I had supposed.

When I got to the middle, I saw this altar there. I had heard that if you were a ghost, you would see a ghost on the altar! So I hellfired myself into oblivion and came back, and sure enough!

I can't remember his name. That's OK, he didn't want to talk to me anyway. So I went back to my body. And he was GONE!

But a funny story before I go on. You know who I saw there? CRAKE! I ran into her while I was jogging gfrom the graveyard. I guess she had looked at Vaelestrasz the wrong way or something. Anyway, she suggested I try to sneak into the Molten Core as a ghost. I tried that, but I got sent back to the graveyard. Oh, those sneaky Dark Iron dwarves.

Since I couldn't get into the Molten Core as a ghost, I ran down to talk to this elf  guy.

I hoped to persuade him to sneak me in, maybe masqurading as a corehound's ear or something. He didn't buy it. At least I got to see his floaty crystal, though.

At that point, I got kind of bored with Blackrock Mountain, so I left, and summoned Snookums again. I had thought I went out the same side I came in. But instead of finding myself in the Searing Gorge, I was in the BURNING STEPPES!

Yeah, lots of those big black dragon guys. All over. And nasty ogres. And other meanies. Fortunately, I made it through unscathed to Morgan's Vigil!

Not sure who this gal is, but she's a gnome, with green hair, and the same staff as me, so I decided she had to be the leader. She was at least the coolest person in the camp.

So those were my travels! I've got my eye on Un'Goro crater and Silithus next! In the meantime, here's me in my Christmas dress.

'Til next time, everybody!