Arrowyy returned from his early look at the new campaign pleased chiefly by a six-slot bag, a camp chair, and the prospect of skinning things more efficiently. A man knows what matters. He wisely stopped before seeing too much, which is rare restraint from someone offered fresh terrain and movable furniture.
Blaedy immediately audited the trades for useful blessings, found intellect and mana renewal, and accepted the arrangement only because company makes almost any inconvenience respectable. They settled on fishing in the Barrens, where Arrowyy calls enemy territory quaint and Blaedy calls it what it is: fishing for Horde. If they are harried off the shore, they mean to sit beside the pools in Wailing Caverns instead. Even their peaceful hobbies require a contingency plan involving hostile caves.