Mingonashoba found himself idly lounging in Thunder Totem, gazing at the rugged, snow-kissed mountain ranges surrounding the city. It certainly wasn't the green fields of Mulgore, or the harshness of the Barrens, but the Highmountain still made him feel at home. The Highmountain were good people, a little moose-y, but good people.
One of them ambled up to him, "Mingonashoba? I've got a letter for you." Mingo nodded and took the letter, thinking to himself how it was always nice hearing his name properly pronounced.
He glanced through the message with a bit of a grimace. Cleaning the lodge? Well, it can't always be high adventure and excitement.
He made his way to the flight master, and began his travel to return to Thunder Bluff.
_________________ We were around Gadgetzan, on the edge of the desert, when the drugs began to take hold.
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