Driva ~ a World of Warcraft Story

2009-08-09T11:55:00.002+02:00

Due to changes in real life, I have to quit playing Driva :( She was my first World of Warcraft character and has been with me through all the delightful discoveries that can be found in the game. I'm not sure I will miss her, but it breaks my heart to leave my guild. Them I will miss profoundly.

Word is that recently a gnome was seen single handedly taking on the scourge forces outside Mord'Rethar in Icecrown. Charging straight into countless enemies she was unheroically torn to pieces, taking only one solitary ghoul with her. There were no remains to recover, but nearby a young domesticated worg was found howling continiously. An argent champion tried to retrieve it but never could coax it into coming to her, nor get close enough to grab it. It is reported that the worg still roam the hills, keeping clear of scourge and alliance alike.

Thanks for reading!

Be well,
Driva

2009-06-26T14:36:00.002+02:00

I woke up in the Salty Sailor tavern with a hardened resolve.

I will fight through this. If it means I will feel no human warmth against my skin for the rest of my life, so be it. She needs me, and I'll be brave.

2009-06-25T23:21:00.001+02:00

My life as I imagined it will never come about. My heart is broken in a way I never could foresee.

I don't know where I will go from here.

2009-05-16T12:23:00.000+02:00

Driva and Brougham killed their very first evil full size dragon! Awsome.

2009-05-14T15:42:00.002+02:00

The story behind why Driva is in a murloc costume is too long to be told.

2009-05-07T12:40:00.002+02:00

Driva has been talking for the longest time with a very beautiful person (but oh so tall!). I think we have become best friends because I told her so much, but she says she don't make friends, she listen to people like as if it was a profession. I think that's silly, you can't make a living listening (but you can make a living talking, Driva's met a lot of persons that make a living talking about dragons and queens and magical objects).

She makes me feel a lot better about myself and she says it's not my fault that my uncle and Zyr died (but I don't really believe her when it comes to Zyr because a lot of people said she in fact did die to save me and some friends), and most importantly Kiki (that's her name for short and I call her the short name because I like her and I think she likes me too) said that the evil feeling I had that I was happy my uncle died maybe wasn't so bad after all and even when I was sorry that someone who really loved me passed away maybe I wasn't so wrong in feeling relief too because some love can be oppressing and some love might not really be love at all (but I find that last statement very strange).

All in all Driva feels like she has started a new life and I don't drink anymore and I am grew tired of Azuremyst so I'm exploring the Borean Tundra where I like it very much. I run with Jimmy and miss Zyr very much so I'll go looking for her some day and hope she likes my new hair. Kiki says it's not realistic to think that I'm cursed so it made Zyr and uncle die because they said they loved me, because then it really must have been they who were cursed and not me, because they said it. It's perfect logic. And papa hasn't died even if he never actually said he loved me but I'm sure he does (he knitted me a sweater).

I'm full of life and full of love and it's all thanks to Kiki and no one can stop me now. She says we should talk some more but I don't see the point in that since I'm so happy now and don't want to talk about sad things anymore.

2009-04-27T00:42:00.004+02:00

Zyr came to me today. Stumbled with Zhalikher in tow onto me in Azure Watch if you can believe it. I thought she was hunting me down, but she wasn't; it was just coincidence. I think perhaps fate has linked us together... Or maybe that's my aching heart that's hoping.

We talked some. Not much. Zhal's wife died, and he tried to drown himself, so Zyr was following him around to make sure he was safe. He was a mess. Much like me I guess.

We went to the beach and Zyr told me something important, showed me more of herself. I told her something important too.

She said we'll be alright.

I so wish I could believe her.

2009-04-22T12:36:00.001+02:00

(( Oh, and Driva's story got tightly linked with Settle's a while ago ))

2009-04-22T12:29:00.002+02:00

There's a stupid dragonhawk here with me. It's scaly and icky, but I do admit it's convenient to have a firebreather around when it comes to setting up a fireplace. Wish it could spit beer too.

Unfortunatly it doesn't, and my stash is close to depleted so I'll have to head for the closest village today.

I so hate this place. Everything is pink and "Go with the light" and "Be kind to those less fortunate" and "Remember the lessons of the past."

But it's far away from home, and that's fine with me. Perhaps "Be kind to those less fortunate" involves giving me free alcohol.

2009-04-19T12:22:00.001+02:00

It's all my fault.

2009-04-18T11:42:00.002+02:00

Things are not going well. I'm fleeing, but not from something tangible. No pirates nor troggs.

Too many memories have come back to haunt me, things I thought I pushed away for good.

Nothing good can come from me.

2009-03-15T11:54:00.002+01:00

I ran into a night elf in Duskwood yesterday, the strangest chance encounter. He had a pet wolf with him, or as he called it: "his partner", and he jumped me the moment I entered the inn in Darkshire, enquiring me if I had any meat on me. The whole thing unsettled me some, but in Duskwood, things like these might be expected after all.

Turned out he was a friend of Zyr, a friend since way back apparently. I found this strange too, I can't remember that Zyr ever mentioned someone who went by the name of Arkiden. Well, she was gone a long time my girl, and I don't have the right to pry open all her secrets from that time, if Arkiden is one of them.

2009-03-11T10:19:00.001+01:00

2009-03-11T10:15:00.005+01:00

Driva masters the air and the tundra!

2009-02-26T16:38:00.001+01:00

(( I never could find a good way to publish the chat logs from my gaming sessions, so now I put them in one place at dfbackstage.blogspot.com. All fish jokes explained. ))

2009-02-26T16:02:00.004+01:00

Sunday was Booty Bay fishing contest. Driva got a bad start and lost with four fishes. Zyr came late when it all was over. Zhaliker got drunk, waved his fishing pole on top of a table, engaging us in a wild dragon story only to later drop unconscious at our feet.

I won't talk about Old Ironjaw.

2009-02-23T12:58:00.004+01:00

Was I really this young? Look at those innocent eyes. Oh papa, Driva has come long way from home.

2009-02-22T19:47:00.002+01:00

Driva and Zyr got invited to that knights house, Zhalikher is his name. He and another fellow argued endlessly about the Lich King and about saving a friend of Blazér's (another man we met in Goldshire). I thought I'd cry in the end.

I escaped with Brougham to Lion's Pride, and look who showed up later if not the death knight and his partner in squabbling. Imagine my surprise when the death knight started dancing and challenged me to a drinking duel. The man might be worth talking to after all... A good drinker he was too. Cheers to that!

2009-02-21T12:39:00.000+01:00

Zyr brought me to the Caverns of Time. Outside there were two dragons, and I thought that was sweet. Then there was another one at the entrence, one who talked to us! And inside... Buildings in the stone, people frozen in time, a huge hourglass, night elf technology and the most beautiful moon I have ever seen. Well, perhaps second after the full moon in Dun Morogh...

When we came back to Tanaris we got hugged by a tiny blood elf, and later in Goldshire tavern a creepy but kind of nice and talkative death knight told us the Stormwind king was bad that thought we should fight blood elves. I think the death knight was right, but I didn't want any guard to hear us.

Later me and Zyr just sat silent by the lake in Goldshire, and after a while Brougham joined us.

Might have been one of the best days in my life so far.

2009-02-21T12:29:00.003+01:00

He is real! He exists! I caught him, I caught him, Driva caught him! I was fishing in Ironforge, and suddently he took my expertly chosen bait. Zyr came to celebrate and then we fished some more together.

2009-02-21T11:42:00.009+01:00

Last weekend, in the spur of a moment, I jumped onto a ship to Northrend. I explored some around the Borean Tundra and then flew to Dalaran. Driva loves Dalaran! I'm actually thinking of moving there, even when I like Ironforge as much as I do. Driva will think about this.

Arriving at Valiance Keep. The last leg of the trip went through huge polar ice sheets. The air was crispy cold and Driva did get a sense of coming home right away. Snow and Ice are part of Driva as much as heart and tummy.

Look at this! Northen Lights!

In the cave path between Dragonblight and Storm peaks I found this skeleton piece of a dragon. Can you conceive its living size?

The Gryphons flight path to Dalaran, through Storm Peaks.

I admit I forgot to take pictures of any Dalaran site except for the Toy shop. I know! But Driva is a grand master engineer...

Finally, I just have to show you this piece of art I found in the inn I slept in over the night. What is this, really? I don't know if I love it or hate it, but art is not Driva's area of expertise. Oh, and I changed my hair. Now that Driva is ambassador she thought she should look more important.

2009-02-21T10:15:00.000+01:00

Driva fights a lot for the Alliance in Alterac Valley, Warsong Gulch, Arathi Basin and Eye of the Storm. I mostly like the heat of battle, but sometimes it's nice to have a little picnic instead. Dustear agrees, she doesn't care much for fighting, she hides where she can, poor thing. Dustear is the rabbit, the night elf battle cat is Swiftypaw.

2009-02-20T22:37:00.001+01:00

Now, as far as Driva is concerned the world is put right in order: Zyr is back. Just like that, "pop" out of nowhere. Beyond Redemption had a romantic picnic scheduled for Tueseday evening, and there she was, like no time had gone by at all. Silly Driva is dizzy with all sorts of feelings, love and happiness marching at the front. I'll spare you a detailed account of that and stay with reporting about the evening, with pictures of course!

Chiryo in blue, Meelai the one in ponytail, Raptre with a new haircut. Next to her Vigorat, also new hair, and above him Zyr. Cruo is tanning beside Driva in the top middle.

There she is. If I had no pictures I might have thought I imagined things!

We heard the King of Stormwind had come back, so we went to pay him our respects... or poke him. We met Kargonsa on the way, a tight mouthed sarcastic warrior from the guild.

Looks mean.

Oh noes! Chiryo poked the king! Driva doesn't want to be thrown into the Stockades!

We fled to Deeprun Tram and Ironforge.

This king I poked. He is nice. Doesn't throw you in horrible prison.

Long story behind this picture... We went to Gnomeregon, a second time for me. Maybe I'll mention it in a later note, we will see. Now it's time for bed.

2009-02-16T11:47:00.001+01:00

Adventures in Nagrand! Driva and Brouham are busy busy these days. Killing demons, jumping on trampolines, flying dragons... No time to write!

2009-01-21T10:44:00.000+01:00

Driva is happy to announce that the Mechanostrider is now available in super size! Visit Milli Featherwhistle and get yours today!

2009-01-07T13:08:00.000+01:00

Chromie is undoubtly one of the most beautiful and polite dragons I've met.

2009-01-07T13:01:00.002+01:00

Driva gasps at Tombgobbler.
Kaladaz grins.
Kaladaz says: He's harmless really... He's quite cuddly, in fact. Only chews people's limbs off when instructed.
Driva: Truly? It wasn't he who ate the gryphon master?
Kaladaz: Heh, no.
Driva: Oh.
Driva smiles.
Driva gently pat Tomgobbler.
Driva: Feels icky.
Kaladaz: That's the rotting flesh. You get used to it.
Driva looks dismayed.
Driva: I don't want to sleep with it, it's the ugliest face I've seen.
Kaladaz: I daresay not many would... Even I make him sit outside inns. If it makes you uncomfortable...
(Tomgobbler goes away)
Driva: Thanks!
Kaladaz bows before Driva.
Driva bows before Kaladaz.
Kaladaz: I aim to please. Now, if you'll excuse me.
Driva: My lord.
Kaladaz: Farwell, gnome maiden.
Kaladaz blows Driva a kiss.
Driva: And you.

2009-01-07T12:56:00.003+01:00

It is part of Dear Driva's job to sometimes escort people through tough neighbourhoods. Once or twice she gets to escort an extraordinary client. In Felwood, this ghost needed Driva's assistance! I brought him to safety where he regained his physical form. It was a grand day in Driva's life to make friends with such a being.

2009-01-03T13:01:00.001+01:00

I found two blood elves in this! Isn't this gnome engineering? Evil thieves! I would cut them but they were to fast for my mechanostrider.

2008-12-30T13:41:00.005+01:00

Some pictures from Zul'Farrak, from before my pirate adventure. Why Brougham (the one with the fancy pony pose) and Rabelais choose to go without clothes is unclear to me. Anyhow the place was a bit dull, so we opened another of my brewfest casks. As Sticker put it: "Nothing like a completely smashed healer to add interest to dungeon crawling."

(( The two players without clothes-bug is the strangest one I've encountered in a game ))

2008-12-29T16:31:00.003+01:00

I ran into the most sad and beautiful sight: The spirit of a blue dragon wanders Azshara. He says he has to keep watch for all eternity, but over what I could not discern.

2008-12-29T16:11:00.005+01:00

Greetings Driva!
The Gnome Appreciation Initiative has selected you today to recieve our Winter Veil Action Pack.

Merry Winter Veil

For Gnomeregan!

Enclosed

Dear Gnubette,
Gnome Appreciation Initiative

Driva is at a loss for words. I was sure that my dauntless imposing self would soon be recognized by citizens throughout Azeroth with epithets, trinkets, love mails and the like, but this official set of stunning gifts at this time was unexpected. Driva must most humbly bow her head in gracefull thanks!

It is good that my fame is finally glowing bright.

Happy Winter Veil!
Driva

Enclosed

2008-12-29T03:54:00.004+01:00

You will never believe what happened! Driva found a treasuremap, about a month ago. Being inteligent beyond meassure I quickly found out where to dig: at Land's End Beach, south Tanaris. I came there, finding the sands crowded with all kinds of bones - troll, human, elf, orc. Of course that doesn't scare Determined Driva.

I got my landmarks and started digging — only to be jumped by twenty fierce pirates! Driva fought valiantly, but was outnumbered by one or two, and when I ~~screa~~ told them about my fame and rich loved ones, they bound me down and held me for ransom.

A whole month they held me, and fed me nothing but turtle and salt water. Their leader, Cuergo, was all smug and thought he was better than Driva, but one night I proved him wrong. I escaped my bounds and ~~stabbed him in the bac~~ challenged him to a duel. We fought for a good hour before Driva the Decimator put a brutal but valiant end to Cuergo.

Long story short, I took his treasure and swam with it on my back half a league to the main land.

Oh it was good to see friendly faces again! Thank heavens I'm home. I'll never eat another turtle in my life.

2008-11-12T11:10:00.000+01:00

2008-11-12T11:09:00.001+01:00

Party in Ironforge! That place is wicked.

2008-11-12T10:56:00.004+01:00

I went to Exodar and got to ride an Elekk. I want me one of these! I shall persuade those high and holy draenei to sell me one.

2008-11-12T10:53:00.000+01:00

Brougham sends salutations from Tanaris!

2008-11-12T10:49:00.001+01:00

Driva was talking to this kind man in Auberdine when a bear appeared and started dancing. I tossed it a gold coin, it danced some more and fell asleep. Azeroth is the strangest place.

2008-11-12T10:44:00.002+01:00

It has been hard, hard work, but finally Driva built a Mithril Mechanical Dragonling. It's a cute creature with fiery skills, and it sells well to other engineers. Driva will keep hers. Maybe I some day will learn how to make Milli Featherwhistle's Mechanostrider! Madeleine from the Trailblazers asked when it will be availible in supersize. That will be a nice thing to work out for the future.

2008-11-12T10:36:00.002+01:00

I've been fishing a lot and lately Driva has felt that she needs to develop her skills. In this purpose she went to Nat Pagle in Dustwallow Marsh. Mr Pagle is known throughout Azeroth for his skills with a fishing pole. Another kind man, Mimer from the order of Northern Lights, arrived soon to partake of the lessons.

By accident I later that day ran into Mimer in Ferelas, where he tried to catch a Ferelas Ahi. Driva had better skill and hauled in hers in her first throw. For all I know poor Mimer may still be there, trying to catch his.

2008-11-12T10:29:00.001+01:00

Who uncovered this ghastly story? What monster did this? It's on top of the Stormwind barbershop!

2008-10-31T13:50:00.005+01:00

Here are som images from the Hallow's End costume party.

[20:13:40] [Raptre]: i don't want your coal, Santa.
[20:14:01] Raptre blows a raspberry at Thatzan.
[20:14:03] [Thaztan]: All naughty people have to have coal
[20:14:05] [Thaztan]: It's the law
[20:15:20] [Driva]: I got a cat, not coal.
[20:15:23] You are proud of yourself.
[20:15:35] [Thaztan]: Pride is bad
[20:15:37] [Driva]: Oh.
[20:15:43] Driva looks disappointed.
[20:15:44] [Thaztan]: Enjoy the coal.

[21:08:14] [Thaztan]: Brawl!
[21:08:33] With arms flapping, you strut around Thaztan. Cluck, Cluck, Chicken!
[21:08:35] [Thaztan]: Put that staff away
[21:08:41] [Wizbit]: you bully
[21:08:42] [Driva]: Ooh..
[21:09:02] [Driva]: Hitting people with shticks..
[21:09:21] [Thaztan]: Must defeat you!
[21:09:43] [Driva]: Ouch!
[21:09:48] [Driva]: Ow!
[21:10:31] [Driva]: No!
[21:10:39] [Wizbit]: he fell in the fire
[21:10:45] [Thaztan]: Oh my God, you killed Santa!
[21:11:30] [Thaztan]: How are yo going to break it to all the poor children?
[21:11:56] [Driva]: Santa fell down the stove.
[21:12:01] [Driva]: Burned to death. ...hic!
[21:12:05] [Thaztan]: You pushed him in it
[21:12:15] [Wizbit]: yeah u bully
[21:12:16] [Driva]: A tiny shove!
[21:12:20] [Wizbit]: Coal for u!

2008-10-26T16:38:00.002+01:00

At last, Settle is out of my sight forever if fate is kind. Not a single thanks for all the metals I sent her, and nothing in return. She needs someone to put her eyes out for her. Left the guild and joined an order rumor says.

(( and writes about it too of course ))

2008-10-26T11:25:00.004+01:00

Candy! Mady, Wiz, Broom and Driva trick and treatet through all Eastern Kingdoms and got candy in every inn. All the way to Light's Hope Chapel in Eastern Plaguelands!

2008-10-22T11:25:00.006+02:00

Driva is the savior of Kharanos beer! I was visting relatives when the Thunderbrew Distillery suddently caught fire! It was pure luck Driva was in the outhouse and smelled smoke. I imidiatly took action and organized a water bucket chain. The roof fires caught fast in the wind, and at one point it seemed the whole distillery would go down!

Imagine Driva's surprise when the fires went out and The Headless Horseman dove down from the skies! A ghost from childhood scare tales! It was HE that set Kharanos on fire! As soon as he set hoof to the ground Driva cut him down! Well, with a little help from the locals. And some distillery guests.

Yay! The Horseman dead and the thunderbrew safe!

2008-10-19T18:40:00.003+02:00

Driva has got the bestest undercover costume ever! I went to Mulgore totally incognito, and even made friends with a tauren in Booty Bay!

No one could tell the difference!

2008-10-19T02:56:00.000+02:00

Hello from the About to be Crashed Forsaken Wickerman Festival!

2008-10-19T02:51:00.003+02:00

You know, sometimes I don't think you realize that being short isn't always fun. I usually show you pictures with me in them, never from my own perspective.

It's because you don't see much at all from my perspective. It is no wonder that Driva loves a good mountaintop beneath her feet.

If I don't bend my head 'till my neck breaks I'd be talking to his calves!

2008-09-20T12:20:00.032+02:00

Ahoy me hearties! There be ay pirate festival 'n Booty Bay yesteday evenin'! Yer Driva be there fur sure, drinkin an' dancin like there be no Fiddler's Green. Me guild maties be joining me, 'n our allied lasses be there to boot.

Yaarrr can join Captain DeMeza's crew fer a day 'n get yer own piraty outfit, with no dirty deck swabbin 'quierd. Captain be tharr lass and no tha squiffy brute with thar piece.

Yer be no shooting at ther furner, it be only fer fun.

Ain't she a beauty, me lordly lavish Booty Bay?

There be pirates from space shakin ther booty.

Ther be no place for the lily-livered 'n Booty Bay! The swashbucklin' be on 'for the sun set.

Thar be me heartie Klodas, yer be aye candy if me e'er saw it.

No rum 'n no bra'lin' makes me 'n me matey a dull arrr ay.

Driva be guardin' yarr cherry grog!

The Salty Sailor be full o' scoundrel's.

Thar lass in red be Madeleine wi' her burnin' parrot.

[Madeleine]: Perhaps ye wan ta hear de story o' me piraty sel.
[Driva]: Yer piraty sel?
[Madeleine]: Aye de pirate parrot tale.
[Driva]: Arrh.
[Madeleine]: Ye see it all started when ah rescued dis feller from cpativatin.
Madeleine points at Hawk Owl.
[Madeleine]: An then ah come ta join de pirate federatin and dey say:
[Madeleine]: Dat be no parrot.
[Madeleine]: Sos ah when out and found dis un,
Madeleine points at Green Wing Macaw.
[Madeleine]: an when ah brought dis un back
[Madeleine]: dey say yes dat be a parrot but it no be rare enough, we see dozens oh dem.
[Madeleine]: Sos off ah trot again.
[Driva]: Arrh.
[Madeleine]: An ah fine dis one in de dead woods.
[Madeleine]: When ah finally return wi it dey say yes dat be a fine parrot.
Driva cheers at Madeleine.
[Madeleine]: BUT... ye when an rescied it,
[Madeleine]: ye aint cruel enough ta be a pirate!
Driva looks blank.
[Madeleine]: so wha ah did was a when an set fire ta it!
[Driva]: Oooooh!
Driva cheers at Phoenix Hatchling.
[Driva]: That be a fine parrot!
[Madeleine]: De be no complainin afterward!
[Driva]: Yaaarrr!

'n jungle expedition be ending a fine day o' jolly revel! Yaarrr!

2008-09-18T17:56:00.006+02:00

Klockmort Spannerspan sent me to Menethil to pick Iron Coral for him. A total waste of time. But I took the opportunity and shot a nice picture of my diving helmet, designed and crafted by Driva herself!

Driva is an artisan engineer now, and can make all sorts of stuff from mechanical battle chickens to gnomish mind control caps, rocket boots, parachute cloaks and more.

2008-09-18T17:56:00.002+02:00

As a warrior hero, you've got to prove your mettle once in a while. I heard this is done frequently at Fray Island, so I went to flex my muscles. I fought them all on the island, including renowned Big Will. Driva is feisty!

2008-09-18T12:23:00.004+02:00

Gnomeregan. Last time I was there I was bumping around in mama's belly while she was running from poisonous fumes and crazy kinsmen. It was with dread I entered yesterday, with a thirst for revenge and a longing to see my beginnings.

It was far more horrendous than I could have imagined. Dark iron dwarves, leper gnomes, oozes, troggs, elementals, gnome technology gone bad...

Arrogant Driva thought she could do something to change things, where her entire race failed. I don't think I will see the world with the same eyes anymore.

Now Driva knows her origins.

What we would have done without Xéniá Driva can't say.

Brave warriors held out in the Clean Zone, where we all could rest a while and purge some of our gear from radioactive fallout.

2008-09-16T14:16:00.000+02:00

Will of Driva Warmtwinkle Loggerdaughter.
This 16 September, Year 202 after the founding of Gnomeregan, at Ironforge, Dun Morogh. This is my Testament, or act of my last will.

I have always had reason to be pleased with my companion, William D. Brougham Esq. I retain for him, to my last moment, the most faithful sentiments. It is my wish that in case of my untimely and utterly tragic death, dear Brougham will recive any loot that should have been Driva's.

In return, Driva has three humble tasks that Brougham need to fulfill.

1. I beseech him to watch, in order to preserve, my rabbit Dustear from the snares of life and hunters.

2. He will never, ever make Driva's maiden name known to the world. Instead, for all time that is to come, the world will know that Driva the Dauntless was a hero without equal.

3. He will build a statue larger than Uther Lightbringer's.

(( Signed Driva ))

2008-09-15T14:27:00.003+02:00

Brougham couldn't join us on our pilgrimage this weekend, so we went together later only me and him. Surely I am a good enough body guard for my weak, but oh so sweet, friend. When we were but minutes from Uther's grave, we ran into this real handsome Corporal, Gorginave. She asked us where we were heading, and we told her we was going to pay our respects to the Lightbringer.

"Ah, I had better escort you, you can not be too careful in these trouble times," she told us, and then she cut us a path through undead evilies to the tomb. I am confident that I could have done as much myself, but after the long travel Driva is quite glad she didn't have to.

Brougham put a hammer on Uther's grave, but his ghost didn't appear this time.

2008-09-15T14:20:00.002+02:00

I needed a cuddle, so I wrote a letter to Kitty. I was going to buy her a fish from the fishmarket in Stormwind, but it had closed, so I had to fish myself. I wanted to give her a real nice looking fish, but it was dark and I was drunk, so well...

I hope she doesn't smell the fish and eat the letter.

2008-09-15T00:24:00.007+02:00

Me and some friends went to Uther Lightbringer's tomb yesterday. It was nice, walking there to put a token on his grave. During our journey Aerthaden told us about Uthor, and paladins, and the Lich King, and something more I think, but the Darkmoon Faire brew made it all fuzzy to me.

We got a horrible start in Dun Morogh where we found this poor fellow. Aerthaden tried to revive the gnome, but nothing could be done for him.

You know, Wizbit looks a little evil after all.

We never talk much, Wiz and Driva, but I asked him if he was from Dun Morogh, and he was. Said he was glad to be gone from there since it was too cold, among other things. Driva thought that the cold wouldn't be a problem when Wiz had a burning horse, and he says: "Yeah i stick him in the fireplace to keep the room warm."

There was me, Xéniá, Aerthaden and Wizbit on this pilgrimage, but along the way the guy to the left joined us. He never said a word, so Driva assumes he took a vow of silence.

At the Lightbringer at last!

When we arrived, Aerthaden goes: "Last time I was here, the ghost of Uther appeared."
"What!?" goes Driva, "Scary!"
"More surreal than scary"
Wizbit cuts in, "Here ghosty ghosty!" whereupon Driva giggles and Xéniá laughs out loud.
"Don't think he'll come just because you ask him to," says Aerthaden.
"Worth a try."

At this point in the conversation, High Priest Thel'danis announces: "Be welcome, friends!" and behold, right in front of our eyes, the ghost of Uther appears! I bet he doesn't for every pilgrim. Look, he's hovering in the air in front of his statue!

Driva is going to have a statue when she's gone, only ten times as big as the Lightbringer's.

Ghost!

2008-09-12T00:19:00.003+02:00

We were in the Stockades tonight, cleaning up some riot mess. Boring place. Got out with a couple of extra heads.

2008-09-12T00:16:00.000+02:00

Fire! Fire! *cackle*

2008-09-09T15:24:00.002+02:00

Catastrophy! Tonight's the night we're having a farwell party for absent Zyr, and I took a hippogryph from Southshore this morning. Then the poor thing sprained its wing over the Wetlands and now we're both stuck in the swamps. Driva's dragging the girl on a stretcher towards Menethil Harbour, but I have no hopes of reaching the town before nightfall. Ooh, no dancing at the Darkmoon Faire tonight, only hard labour in darkness. Damn Driva's luck!

2008-09-06T12:52:00.003+02:00

Driva & Brougham finally decided that walking and running sucks, so we went to a really talented engineer named Milli Featherwhistle in Dun Morogh. She invented this thing she calls a "mechanostrider" and she sells them for a bargain price. I'm not sure it won't explode beneath me, but if it does Driva will die very cool!

We were in Wetlands when we decided to call upon miss Featherwhistle, so we came home rather late. Driva apologizes for the dark picture!

2008-09-06T00:27:00.004+02:00

I told you we were in Duskwood, right? Well, eastern Duskwood was haunted for a long time by the evil Mor'ladim. He was a noble knight once upon a time, and went to war and killed lots of orcs, but when he returned all Duskwood was nasty, as it is today. His wife was dead and he went mad and killed everything on sight including himself.

So, that's what he'd been doing for quite some time now — killing everything on sight, and people hate him lots and lots. Now, Driva the Demon Disposer wouldn't stand for that, and Brougham wasn't all too pleased either. So we killed him (again).

He was very happy for it and gave me his sword. Thank you, evil ghoul-undead-thingy.

2008-09-05T17:36:00.005+02:00

Last night Driva and Brougham padded around Duskwood and killed meanies. It was so much fun! In the center of Duskwood there's a huge, round mountain range, and after some murderous gnome rampage in the graveyards Brougham goes: "Hey, what's in there?"

So, we sneaked up the mountainside, only to find this beautiful elven landscape with lamps and all. It felt almost like Teldrassil itself! Happy in our exploring we continued down the path, oblivious to all but the surrounding beauty.

Then Broom tugged at Driva's sleeve and I looked up and my heart almost stopped dead in my chest! A Dragon! A Dragon! My very first sight of a real life Dragon! Oh, such a beautiful, terrifying creature! The tail, the wings, the pointy nose!

I wanted to hug it but Broom thought we should leave.

There was a magical portal behind the dragon... Now, what's in there, Driva wonders?

Brougham is hiding behind a bush so I'm alone in the picture.

2008-09-03T14:05:00.004+02:00

Oh no! My heart! Devasted Driva can't stand the sorrow! She is gone!

Zyr is gone, maybe never to return. Oh, the pain in my heart; will I live? Zyr, I miss you so much! No one was so close to me as you.

I will never forget you and you will be deeply missed.

All my love,
Driva

2008-08-21T12:44:00.005+02:00

Dear Brougham,
It has been far too long since we last met. Driva has spent her time refining her skills as an engineer and building a fortune as gnomes are wont to do. However I have grown weary of the quiet existence and long for a Warrior's life of strife and glory.

I do wish you would join me on my forthcoming quest for fame, and I send you these tokens of power so you can be worthy of travelling by my fabled side.

My warmest regards,
Driva

P.S. The kitten has a strange penchant for toes.

2008-08-13T23:39:00.000+02:00

I want one of these!!!

2008-08-09T23:08:00.001+02:00

Wh00t!? Look who I found in Ironforge? Do I have relatives papa never told me about? This lady refused to say a thing to me!

2008-08-09T15:36:00.002+02:00

Zyr recruited me for some business about blowing something up, but I got lost in the confusion and never got to use my dynamite. Apperantly, the whole operation was a big embarrassing failure. I didn't mind since it was beyond nice to cuddle with Tokagoosa again!

2008-08-09T15:17:00.012+02:00

Guild BBQ! I don't have the energy to write a lot about it, since I've been having a rather angry conversation with Settle regarding me supplying and her not delivering. I have some pictures from the event, I'll just show them to you.

Everything started in chaos as usual. Zyr's making a fire while Tokuto is cooking his head as the first dish. Nobody's impressed. Vigorat has his silly costume on, Raptre's all in sexy red. A typical guild event is about to begin!

Ok, so Vigorat is telling us this story about... well, nobody knows since he never gets past "Once upon a time."

Zyr's pressing Vig on some inconsistencies in his story while the rest of the audience acts hard critics.

Beyond Redemption should be renamed Brawls & Booze.

She is cute, isn't she? *blush*

This is Wizgig. He says he's been to Coldrige a long time ago, delivering some ale if he remembered correctly.

We found a dead troll! Or, at first we couldn't tell, since trolls are blue and smelly even when they're alive, but Drantil confirmed her present state as non-living. Poor thing. Or evil bitch, I don't know. Cute haircut in any case.

2008-08-04T10:28:00.003+02:00

Driva is a good person and a fearsome warrior. I protect people who need my help. Services include, but are not limited to, escorting and body guarding. Let Driva's name travel the world!

2008-08-02T09:27:00.008+02:00

Remember that nice draenei I was talking about; Settle? Well, I went to Darnassus to deliver some ore to her myself, and that was a journey longer than the one to Raven Hill, if not as dangerous. There was some trouble in the Wetlands, but Driva know more about how to defend herself nowadays.

Fen moss creeper I belive these are called. Most annoying creatures. Hides in pallid water.
This one was friendly and required some help.

Auberdine is a large port and important junction for travel in the west of Azeroth.

Darnassus has some immensely tall guardians. They were large even compared to Settle!

Unfortunately, she wasn't ready with any jewelry for me, so I have to return home and wait for her to ship it instead.

Posing pics, me and Settle.

2008-08-02T09:20:00.006+02:00

You may now call me Legioneer Driva. Yes! You may! Driva has been promoted in Beyond Redemption. This happened on last guild meeting. There was a crazy afterparty, more crazy than the last mostly because of more attending members. They were pulling at Driva like hungry dogs over a bone! *snicker* Me is attractive after all, no matter that I'm short. Time to buy new dresses!

Cute kitty Toka! Zyr's always cute.

Naked draenei! Yey!

Drantil is tall. T, a, l, l, tall.

2008-07-31T17:09:00.002+02:00

I've met this really nice person, Settle. She's a draenei, and you know about those poor people; crashed their space ship on Azeroth. We've got a lot in common we gnomes and draenei. We both have a knack for technical stuff, and we're both hot.

Settle's no engineer, but a jewelcrafter and we've talked about me supplying her with metals for her work. Driva has not seen anything made by Settle yet, but I am sure my donations will result in something good.

2008-07-19T23:28:00.025+02:00

I've been to a ball! My very first ball! At Stormwind Keep. A masked ball it was, and Driva came as the famous beauty Klemtwiss Whimwinkle, known amongst all (decently educated) gnomes for her courage and compassion. I don't think anyone else got the reference though, and that's a shame.

We had a bit of a pre-party, waiting for everyone to show up.
You know how awkward those are.

The guild paid for the booze, and even though it soon became evident no more would attend the party, no one present became overmuch depressed now with all the extra ale around.

Things are a bit hazy, but I think there was a conga train through the Trade District and someone had the bright idea to take a dip in the canals, and well...

We who surfaced continued the ball under the bridges.

Zyr's the one who arranged all this. I think that's Touch jumping in the water...
I also think it's Touch I embarrased myself in front of the other day.

Fireworks! Lots of them! Driva'd been making fireworks all day yesterday and it turned out that Zyr already bought somewhere else, so there were firepower in abundance.
That's me mechanical squirrel in front.

Conga train went to a nearby village.
We found a kitty there.

This stupid man challenged Driva to a duel! He got what was coming for him he did!

We went to a combined murloc hunt and diving outing and found that murlocs have great trampolines!

Cathing our breaths after bath.

Post party! Wohoo! Even kitty knows how to boogie!

A few brave souls held out in a pub in the Dwarven District.

All in all one of the best evenings in Driva's life!

2008-07-18T11:14:00.003+02:00

Yesterday Driva went to her first guild meeting with Beyond Redemption. People seemed very nice. Guild leader Annaia guided us new recruits through the different rules and regulations and then Zyr informed us about upcoming events. There will be a masked ball att Stormwind Keep this very Saturday! I absolutely have to get myself a costume. Maybe they will let me do a fireworks display! Driva must speak with Zyr in private.

Annaia introduces us newcomers to the guild

Afterwards there was a party in the Mage Quarter, at a nice pub which name I don't remember. It was so much fun! And I got to understand why the guild is named as it is; it was mere moments before people started dancing at tables... naked! The members are clearly both silly and crazy beyond redemption.

Alas, Drunken Driva drank too much and made a complete fool out of herself. Firstly she passed out and a big stupid elf used her as a cushion. The humiliation! That's not the worst part though, the last thing I remember was slapping another elf's naked buttocks. Driva cannot recall name nor face of the man. Needles to say I fled the party, and this morning I woke up with a furious headache and clad only in my guild tabard in an alley Mage Quarter.

The man dancing on the lamp is the one who sat on me. Stupid, evil elf.

I danced with kitty!

2008-07-14T20:35:00.001+02:00

Time for a new poser pic, don't you think? Oh, and look at the tabard! Driva is now a proud member of the guild Beyond Redemption.

2008-07-14T15:04:00.002+02:00

Driven by said home sickness Dear Driva returned to Tinker Town. I do begin to miss the field of battle, and Ironforge is my place to get supplies for days in the mountains. I have no specific plans for the moment, so I will make my way to Lakeshire in Redridge Mountains and see if my warrior services are required there.

Oh, I almost forgot! Driva now has a fellow companion to give her warmth on those lonely, cold nights. Dustear is the name she goes by.

2008-07-13T19:25:00.003+02:00

Driva is currently lingering in Stormwind, with just a bitty tang of home sickness. The people here are not only tall as demons, but mostly loud and seemingly arrogant, stumbling into me at every oportunity obviously oblivious to the presence of a warrior destined to be mentioned in the legends.

The cheery company of fellow gnomes is missed!

2008-07-09T20:41:00.001+02:00

I'm not moving around much these days, just basking in past glories. I'll keep in touch when anything changes!

2008-06-27T17:52:00.000+02:00

Mining by Moonlight: Dun Morogh is so beautiful!

2008-06-27T17:49:00.002+02:00

Expert engineer Driva proudly presents a new line of products; Come and buy your Exploding Sheep from me! Driva also provides your summer party with fireworks and can make numerous other gadgets, including two different types of goggles. Meet Driva in Ironforge on Darkmoon Faire or send her mail with enquiries!

2008-06-27T04:19:00.007+02:00

At long last, I am home safe and sound. From now on I will settle with some peaceful fishing in the Loch.

Phew!

Imagine the terror in Dithering Driva when she swooped under the legs of this horror!

There was tin to be found in Tarren Mill allright, but the cost! Oh the cost was too dear to Driva.

Sweet, sweet Loch Modan!

2008-06-26T15:08:00.004+02:00

Iiie! Iiie! Tarren Mill is full of wraiths!

2008-06-26T14:48:00.004+02:00

I made it to Soutshore in one piece. I can take a gryphon from here back to Ironforge when I will. To travel this far and not have one single go at mining that precious ore though... Driva has to have another go! I will travel north towards Tarren Mill today, and hope for the best.

2008-06-26T14:28:00.002+02:00

I'm in Arathi Higlands and Driva is very, very scared. I feel smaller than when I was a little pup! Evil things prowls the grass, huge monsters and magical creatures that can wipe out poor little me with a single blow. Scared so scared! The ways are patrolled by armoured guards on horses, but they don't help poor Driva when she asks, they laugh at her. Laugh at me!

Oh, what am I to do? Itty-bitty Driva can't stand the horror! I move as fast as I dare towards Hillsbrad Foothills and hope to find shelter.

2008-06-25T14:20:00.001+02:00

Driva is setting out on a journey vast and epic! The dwarfes of Ironforge tell tales of lands far far away that are brimming with silver, iron and tin! Rich mineral veins can be seen with the naked eye everywhere and anyone brave enough to face the evil creatures of the plains there will be rich in no time!

Driva will seek her fortune in the north! Stories of riches and success will be written soon!

Driva is traveling from the dot to the cross!

2008-06-23T22:36:00.002+02:00

I have come to find myself at home with the exile gnomes in Ironforge, and to them and Tinker Town is where I return from my journeys. The sight of High Tinker Gelbin Mekkatorq is not as novel as it once was, but I never forget to pay my respects to the dear man.

2008-06-23T22:11:00.006+02:00

A fortune in gold Dedicated Driva has made from copper. I have invested in my engineering training and made myself some pretty awesome googles! And the gold was enough to buy me a full body armour, so terrifying Driva is more Demoralizing to troggies than ever!

Me in the Valley of Kings

See how those puny troggies run from mighty warrior me!

No enemy is too large for Driva!

One must not forget where one comes from when fame and fortune has befallen them, and Driva understands this. A visit to Coldridge was payed and papa was proud as any gnome can be! It was good to be home with ale and dine, and the look on peoples faces when I told them about how I single-handedly took the head from terrifying Chok'sul!

Coldridge is cozy-dozy and sweet, but I don't think I will see more of home anytime soon.

Coldridge

2008-06-22T22:40:00.002+02:00

There is an exhibition in Ironforge where you can learn history and see strange things. Can you imagine a monster as big as this? Dear distressed Driva could fit through its eye!

2008-06-22T22:17:00.003+02:00

Devoted Driva has been busy indeed! I have become the trogg bane I set out to be. I went to Valley of Kings and spoke to Mountaineer Cobbleflint and Captain Rugelfuss, and they both gave me the honourable quest to kill stinky troggs by the dozen. Together with my friend Duntze I made my name one to be feared amongst those yukkies!

Driva's reputation reached the ears of Senator Mehr Stonehallow who requested Dutiful Driva scourge all smelly troggs from Gol'Bolar quarry too. I surely did well!

I also met a new friend and travelled to new places, but that is a tale for another night.

A trogg is slayed by Brougham and Driva in Westfall

2008-06-13T09:25:00.005+02:00

An artsy-craftsy little gnome Dear Driva is. I learned how to mine minerals the other day, and that's what Driva's been up to. I've been roaming the mountains in Dun Morogh and around Stormwind and retrieved quite a catch of copper ore.

The weather was warm in Eastern Kingdoms this day.

Since talented Driva has a knack for lovely machinery she put the ore to good use! The forge in Ironforge is mighty indeed, and honoured me got leave to use it for smelting and engineering. A kind gnome in Tinker Town taught me some tricks and later that day Driva deviced a nice boomstick with bullets and a handfull of boom-boom dynamite. With this Daunting Driva will hunt rabbit, bear and trogg!

Driva poses at the great forge.

Driva uses the forge!

2008-06-11T14:45:00.015+02:00

I promissed to tell you about my recent travels with Duntze. It was one marvel after another! Driva has never been to dwarf capital Ironforge. That's where most of us gnome exiles live, and that's where Duntze took Driva! The entrance to Ironforge was both intimidating and glorious. The size of it! Driva couldn't stop gawking.

Gateway to Ironforge

The city was huge, and Driva would be lost in an instant if it wasn't for Duntze, the reliable silly dwarf. He took me to Tinker Town where most of us gnome exiles live, and I got to meet Gelbin Mekkatorque, leader of all gnomes! We haven't got a proper king or queen for hundreds of years, but we have appointed the office of High Tinker to Mekkatorque. All this, Duntze told me, and I of course payed my respect to my leader.

From there we went to Deeprun tram. Now that's a marvel poor Dopey Driva can't describe. An underground construction like a steel wagon stuck on rails, moving fast as anything! It took us from Ironforge to the human capital, Stormwind.

Deeprun tram even went under water!

Stormwind was as huge as Ironforge, but not as beautiful. It was full of unbelievable tall people the like I've never seen! The entrance to the city was as faburaculous as the one to the dwarven city.

Stormwind city with all it's statues, neither one a gnome.

From Stormwind we payed for gryphon flight back to Dun Morogh. It seems impossible to travel so far and see so much in just one day! The world is much bigger and much smaller than I thought it was.

Driva feels like a simpleminded peasant after all these experiences. Now I know dear old Coldridge can hold me no more. Deftly Driva still wants to beat up troggs, but from this day hence she also wants to travel the world!

2008-06-10T23:10:00.001+02:00

Hello there! I'm a spunky-nifty gnome from Coldridge valley, and this is my journal. I'm not very well educated, but papa told me the letters when I was an itty-bitty gnomeling, and I've never come to regret the time spent studying those of course.

Obviously I'm no scholar; Driva is feisty warrior! I dress in mail and beat up evil troggs. Or would like to anyway, those nasty-nasty things who destroyed our birthplace are no good. Papa told me that too, but the story about Gnomeregan is well known in Coldridge naturally. That's why Driva learned to fight, to give those troggs what's coming to them!

Recently Driva has become restless and is travelling the great big woodly-woodle world! I'm nearly thirty and have to make a name for myself soon me thinks. Driva Troggslayer! Hehe.

I met a nice person, a dwarf named Duntze with a beautiful white braid. He's been showing me a lot of Dun Morogh, but I will write about that another night.

Nice to make your acquaintance! You will hear from Driva again soon.

Here's a picture of me at home.