"A Bear and his Gnome"
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"Mr. Bear?"
"Yes, Mindy?"
"Where are we going?"
An especially tiny gnome and a very large bear, carrying the gnome on his back, lumbered down a winding forest path deep in the heart of Ashenvale. With each elven outpost they passed they attracted more and more curious stares.
The bear, whose name was really Virumont and not Mr. Bear, snuffled and continued moving ahead. "We are going to an elven ruin."
"Oh!" Millindy exclaimed. "Why?"
Virumont chuckled at the inquisitive gnome and simply said, "I'm looking for an artifact."
"Oh! Okay." Millindy dangled her feet off of the bear's shoulders, grasping his thick fur with her tiny fingers. "Are we there yet?"
Virumont sighed, keeping a steady pace. "Soon, Mindy."
It didn't take long for the travelers to find the Blackfathom Deeps, far below the surface of the shore. Millindy marveled at the masses of tangled roots, slowly trundling along behind Virumont as he forged ahead.
"Mr. Bear?"
"Yes, Mindy?" Virumont slammed an attacking naga against the wall of the cavern, crushing its skull with a powerful blow with his paw. Millindy didn't seem to notice the trail of defeated monsters behind them.
"What is that?" She pointed at a tiny light that circled one of the tangled roots.
Virumont paused to look up at it. "That is a wisp."
"What's a wisp?"
Virumont wiped his paws clean and continued moving ahead. "It's a spirit, Mindy. It lives here."
"Oh! Okay." She smiled and paused to wave at the wisp, then sprinted to catch up to Virumont as fast as her tiny legs would take her.
The pair continued on. As Virumont dispatched the monsters in the cave, Millindy stopped every few seconds to examine a rock, a plant, a shell, or any number of other things. This was why he normally carried her on his shoulders - if he didn't, they'd never make it anywhere in a timely fashion. Soon they had reached the deepest level of the cave, littered with bones of all shapes and sizes.
"Mr. Bear?"
"Yes, Mindy?"
"Where do you think all these bones came from?" Millindy poked her finger into the eye socket of a skull as large as she was tall. To tell the truth, it wasn't that big - Millindy was just small. But to such a tiny gnome, everything is big.
Virumont paused over the broken body of a satyr, deep claw marks drawn across its chest. He scanned the bones idly, then turned to Millindy. "Animals. Monsters. Adventurers."
Millindy gasped. She drew her hand away from the skull and ran over to hug Virumont's leg tightly. "Mr. Bear, they don't eat gnomes here, do they?" She looked up at him with wide eyes. Virumont picked Millindy up with a single sweep of his paw, bringing her up to the level of his shoulder. She climbed up to sit between his shoulder blades and hugged him, burying her cheek in his fur.
"I won't let anyone eat you, Mindy."
Millindy smiled brightly.
As Virumont moved along further into the cave, Millindy marveled at the delicately sculpted stone walls and fountains. At last they reached two massive doors of stone. Virumont placed Millindy on the ground, shifting into his Worgen form and tracing a claw along a single glyph etched into the door. The doors opened into a dark room filled with water.
An angry roar echoed through the cave.
Edited by Millindy on 4/16/2012 1:28 PM PDT