Baulam

((Last night Yoradash suffered two extremely powerful blows to the head. After this he started suffering from a rather severe case of amnesia and now thinks he's 59 years old and has been kidnapped 137 years into the future so the draenei can eat his organs.))

Baulam reeled suddenly. A simple stroll to observe people reacting to the fireworks had somehow been cut short by what felt like him getting punched in the back of the head. It was dizzying and somewhat terrifying. He was unaccustomed to feeling pain, or really anything anymore and this was a rude reintroduction to the concept.

And then again! Another painful, dizzying whallop. What was going on? Was it a counterattack from the Postman? That damned dwarf had found a way to strike back at him? Would it matter?

 ((The first page of this, "Corruption" was accidentally filed as a story, not a book. That is making this quite annoying to me >_> ))

((These edits should be mostly properly done for now, at least until I fix the interstitial stuff. Sorry about the mess.))

((Yora is showing this picture to everyone he sees. In the major cities, small towns, even to people who pass him on the road, so much as they don't attack him.))

I dinnae need tae know if ye think I'm crazy're if ye dinnae care, jest tell me if ye saw this anywhere. I ain't an artist so it ain't pretty, but it should get tha point across. Tha sword glows, if'n it 'elps ye any. Tha back bits are forest, tae, but well, I drew maps all my life, nothin' like this.

The old dwarf thrusts the parchment in your face as if it were the most important thing in the world.

So tell me, ye e'er seen anythin' like this?