Sorry I missed posting on the weekend – went and did Telethon bingo on Saturday (we won a little bit of money, yay!) and on Sunday we had house cleaning and general running around. 🙂 Here’s more Katalyna though!
“Did you get your next assignment yet?” Truckherder asked, sitting down next to Katalyna and raising the tankard of ale to his lips.
“They’re sending me through the Dark Portal finally. You?” she asked, casually swiping one of her claws against the foam of his tankard and sucking gently. “Bah, they should add some peacebloom. This ale is too bitter.”
“Snob.” He chuckled. “Me too. What company?”
“You know it. Pandaren brewers are renowned for a reason.” She paused a moment and thought. “7th Legion, not as a main fighter but support in Hellfire. You?”
“Same.” He smiled at the Pandaren woman and shrugged. “Looks like we’re still going to make a good team.”
Katalyna chuckled and nodded. “Indeed. Here’s to more adventures… and better ale than this swill.” She giggled as Truckherder sculled the rest of his ale and let out a loud belch.
“Your treat then!” He exclaimed. The two comrades in arms left the Blue Recluse, where they had been sitting, to find better ale and more stories of their adventures.
“Welcome to Honor Hold.” Katalyna bowed, and Truckherder nodded his head. The duo had finally made their way through the Dark Portal and were looking at the rocky and barren landscape. The bright red rocks and dirt of the aptly named Hellfire Peninsula echoed their heat back at them. “You two will barrack in the quarters here. We’ll have a mission for you shortly.” Marshal Isildor muttered, pacing back and forth in front of some newly trained infantry troops. “Dismissed.”
Katalyna and Truckherder nodded and moved towards the barracks of Honor Hold. “You’re lucky your fur doesn’t show how hot you are.” Truckherder griped. Katalyna could see the rivulets of sweat as they ran down his face in his heavy platemail armor, his shield strapped to his back and glinting in the sun of Outland.
“Hah. In this heat, I wish I could sweat.” She muttered back. They entered the brick building and immediately made their way up the stairs to introduce themselves to Lord Danath Trollbane, the master of the company at Honor Hold.
“Katalyna and Truckherder, welcome. I’ve heard good stories about what you did at Karazhan.” Danath shook both their hands and nodded. He pointed at a rough map sitting in front of him, at a large structure that had been visible from the hold itself. “This is Hellfire Citadel. We need the two of you to lead a strike team through the halls of the citadel and clear out the Fel Horde that have taken up residence in there. While you’re in there, we’ll need you to investigate claims that the Fel Horde and Illidan Stormrage have taken Magtheridon hostage and are using his blood.”
“Yes sir!” Truckherder saluted. Frowning slightly, Katalyna eyed off the map.
“I thought we were being brought in to bivouac here, sir.” She murmured.
Danath Trollbane chuckled. “That’s the official story. I heard about your exploits in Karazhan and I requested you for our detail. You two made quite a name for yourselves and everyone is begging to get your assistance around Outland. Once I’m done with you, the Draenai of Zangarmarsh have laid their claim. Get used to Outland, you two, as I think you’ll be here a long time.”
Katalyna raised an eyebrow and looked at Truckherder and he shrugged at her.
“Better get started then.” He muttured.