Doctors Geargrind and Moonflower Bathowitz
Naga Breeding Research Station
Cape of Stranglethorn
Dear Mom and Pops,
Well, you’ll be pleased to know that your little girl has landed on her feet once again. Sadly the Bathowitz Traveling Emporium is no more– I had a run-in with some pig-men out in Durotar who took my goods off me. I tried to tell them that they really ought to be peacefully sniffing for truffles, but they didn’t seem to believe me. Well, with that dream in the dust (though, Mom, to tell the truth, the bank statements weren’t looking too good in any case – don’t tell Pops) I reckoned I ought to find some work – lodgings and food cost money after all, and the roast pork wasn’t going to last forever.
So I finally get myself to Orgrimmar (big city, smells vaguely of feet) and am perusing the Help Wanted ads. What do I see but an ad looking for an “Attractive, Strong-willed Goblin Girl, Not Opposed to Having to Watch Idiocy”! You know that describes your beloved baby girl to a T! Well, I was a bit concerned it might be sex work, but I figured I’d give it a try. I show up at the interview at a rather fancy joint, and wouldn’t you know it but the damn place was FULL of girls interviewing for the position. I set a few of them on fire though, and the rest ran off quick enough! (I know, Mom, you’d call that “cheating” but I just call it “trying harder”.) Interview was with a classy goblin chap named Don Corvino (all his guards just called him “The Don” though) and what do you know, he gave me the job! Turns out he needs someone to keep a watchful eye on his meathead son. The pay is good, as for the work – I’ll let you know once I get started.
I hope everything is well at the research station and that the naga haven’t managed to break through the compound defenses yet (I still say giving them a few stiff drinks would do more for your research than all those recorders you keep setting up).
Hugs and Kisses,
Your loving daughter, Bunni
