Oh dear.

  Is it safe to come out yet?

  I've been hiding in Silvermoon for... oh dear, it has been a while. There were Scourge! Everywhere! Not the Scourge you get down the Dead Scar, not Scourge like Knucklerot and Luzran, not even Scourge like Dar'Khan Drahir. Infectious Scourge!

  One of them hit me. I got away, long enough for some of the Silvermoon Guards to kill it, and I was able to cleanse the infection from my blood-- er, ichor-- but before I managed to cast the spell I heard something... whispering to me. And I think I remembered things. Things from before I woke up Forsaken. If those memories were real, I was Scourge. For a little while, at least.  If those memories were real... I truly did not want to go back to that.

  So I stayed in Silvermoon, and cleansed the new Scourge Plague from everyone I could, until it got stronger and my spells wouldn't affect it any more, and then I hid.

  (Did you know there's a basement underneath the tailor shop in Silvermoon City? The leper gnome workers are slightly creepy, but the succubus in charge is really very sweet.)

  Now the Scourge seem to be all gone, but there are strange new sort-of undead around, from every race, and their voices are awfully disturbing. They remind me of the whispers. They seem to be accepted, but hopefully they won't mind if I don't get too close to any of them just yet.

  ...Oh dear.

  I may have hidden too long.

  I can't find Calindrava!