Slowly Getting Back on Track

Slowly Getting Back on Track

Keya and Java took a good look around when the family rejoined the World of Warcraft. Java is now the auction house guru. She has kept things nice and tidy. She can be forgiven that no new gold has flowed into the coffers since no one in the family has been doing any farming. Java did a complete inventory of goods and also reviewed the state of the Auction House. Frankly, very little has changed. From Java's perspective, this day could be any other day.

Keya is the most active. She had EIGHT completed quests waiting for her. All of the loot has been consumed to gain a new rank for her weaponry.

Chaitee was a little disconcerted when she returned, finding herself at the Stormwind Auction House. For just a moment she thought she still worked there. Not so. She hopped a ride from Krasus' Landing, taking the Eagle Taker to the Trueshot Lodge.

Her arrival was complicated by assault's from the demons. The endless battles with the demons has turned stale and Chaitee has little stomach for it. She opens a last class hall mission, knowing she will have to work for more. There are no more resources for missions. She did hold back two billion artifact power should she get more serious.

Sistaphilia is the work-a-holic of the family. Sista is already shaking her head at the lack of resources. She is making notes and plans for dungeon runs to help Java stock up.

Then there is Rakta. Something is wrong with her. She wonders where she is. Who she is. She walks out of the Merchant's bank in Dalaran and stares down at the stairs.

Tiphaine is . . .  Tiphaine. But for a short moment, she wasn't as sure. Nearby was Rakta. Tiphaine put a hand on her shoulder. Rakta shuddered and turned away, shrugging off the hand. Tiphaine could see she was a mess. Tiphaine would have to fix that.