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!