A WoW Knight's Tale: Go West Young Man

I woke up refreshed from my snooze at the Inn. Recalling my duty, I proceeded with all haste to the Westbrook Garrison to meet up with Deputy Rainer and found out what the status was on the gnoll situation. As I approached the tower, I noticed a sign with a rough sketch of the ugliest looking figure I had ever seen. I soon realized that it wasn't a human I was staring at, but a big fat gnoll. Above the portrait were written the words, "WANTED: Hogger". Curious about this I went up to the tower entrance and presented myself to Rainer. He explained to me that the land south and west of the garrison was overrun with gnolls and it seemed like the ones to the south were lead by a beefy gnoll they all called Hogger. Having not received much in terms of reinforcements from Stormwind the deputy resolved to ask my help in dealing with the growing threat. Excited at the prospect of testing my mettle against such vile beasts, I rushed on south across the road and confronted the first gnoll I could find, ordering him to tell me where I could find his leader. You probably know what his response was. Well, not only was it unintelligible but him coming at me swinging his scimitar was enough of an answer to me. I disposed of him immediately, and proceeded to a larger encampment, thinking I would have better luck there.
As I approached a small camp with four gnolls busying themselves around a campfire, I raised my hammer and prepared for another threatening speech. Before the first syllable hit my lips all four gnolls jumped up and came charging at me. I immediately settled into a more defensive position and went about hammering away, when a strange bolt of energy came wizzing by me and struck one of the gnolls silly. I took a brief glance backwards thinking the bolt had been meant for me and missed me by an inch, but a second bolt came flying by finishing the gnoll off. Then I realized the attacks were intended for my foes, and that the beautiful young lady in front of me was an ally of sorts. I say of sorts, because while she was a beautiful woman she had the most peculiar companion. Indeed standing next to her, dancing around in a fit of hyperactivity, was a little impish creature which I later discovered was named Ruptik. Before I could ask her name a dwarf approached and bowed low asking both of us if we had seen the villainous beast named Hogger. Ignoring the dwarf's rude interruption I bowed low to the lady, who introduced herself to me as Cildelin. I was again about to speak when the dwarf himself bowed low and spurted out, "Deciver at your service!"
I thought to myself, what kind of name is that? Dwarves surely have strange ways if they go about naming themselves in such a manner.
We soon discovered that we were all after the same bounty, and agreed that sharing in the spoils would be best than sharing in a poor fate. After clearing a few more gnoll camps and progressing deeper into the enclave we saw Hogger prancing about ordering his minions about. I waited for the opportune time (that is once he was more or less alone) and shouted out to him that his reign of terror had come to an end. This of course displeased him greatly and he was one me before I could punctuate my sentence with a challenging gesture.

Backed by my newfound companions we disposed of the beast in due time, without suffering any casualties. Victorious we each retrieved proof of our deed and I was about to suggest we return to the Lion Pride's inn for a little celebration, when both of my compatriots disappeared in a flash. Taken somewhat aback by such a prompt departure, I decided it would be just as good for me to return to Deputy Rainer and give him the good news. He informed me that the proof should be brought to Marshal Dughan and hat he would provide a proper reward. I thought, what a brilliant idea! I can deliver the news, and have some refreshments at the Inn. The marshal was overjoyed with the news, but informed me that what I had fought was only a vanguard of the gnoll invaders and that they for sure were on the verge of overrunning Westfall. Unsure of how such beast could pluck up such courage, Marshal Dughan requested I depart immediately and investigate the rumors. I mentioned to him that I had spoke to a guard in the Eastvale Logging camp who had made a reference to a man named Gryan Stoutmantle, who was looking to the defenses of Westfall. Dughan looked at me with a blank look saying he didn't know of such a man and that it must be something to do with a self appointed leader of a militant group.

I departed Goldshire soon after a quick drink and discovered as I entered Westfall a couple of farmers busying themselves trying to fix their cart. My memory flashed and I pulled out the deed I had picked off a Defias rouge's corpse. I asked the man his name and he introduced himself and his wife as Mr and Mrs Frulbrow. Overjoyed I handed the deed over and looked at the sheer delight on the man's face. He thanked me profusely and provided me with some of his choice pumpkins. I refused the reward saying I couldn't be burdened with such a heavy produce, and asked him if there was anything else I could do to help him and his wife. He mentioned having left his home in a hurry because of hooligans, and loosing his family heirloom in the process (it was a locket of some sorts). He also mentioned they had left without gathering any of the feed for poor old Blanchy (their draft horse) and that she was growing very hungry and decrepit. I said I would see what I could do, but had to first inquire of a man named Gryan Stoutmantle. Verna Furlbrow spoke up and said he could be found at a place named Sentinel Hill, and that he was the leader of the Westfall Militia that had took it upon themselves to organize the protection of the surrounding farmland. She mentioned that on the road to Sentinel Hill there was a small farm owned by Mr and Mrs Saldean and handed me a letter to give to Salma should I feel inclined to pause there for some pie.

I left the couple with thoughts of meat pie in my head and soon found myself speaking to Farmer Saldean who begged for help in getting rid of some strange mechanical abominations that were plaguing most of the farmsteads. I mentioned I was headed to Sentinel Hill and would inform Gryan Stoutmantle of their predicament. I went inside to deliver my letter and have a piece of pie and promptly proceeded to Sentinel Hill. Upon introducing myself to Gryan I offered my services knowing that little to no reinforcements from Stormwind would be forthcoming.

He informed me that he and his right arm, Captain Danuvin were suspicious of a potential alliance existing between the Defias gang and the gnoll invaders. He offered that if I wanted to make myself useful, clearing any mine or farm of the vile scum would help a lot in bringing prosperity back to Westfall. Excited at the prospect of showing my worth, I promised I would do my best to cleanse the land, and I would more than likely do this by starting west near the Furlbrow farmstead...