Breakfast in the Woods

After my scouts narrated the harrowing tale of the destruction of the Dalaran’s defenses I became worried about the whole mission to save the princess. Then suddenly word arrived, the princess of Dalaran had sought my refuge. She was carried in a litter, the most richly decorated I have ever seen. As far as I was concerned, I was on my just eating a rough meal of boiled eggs, thawed meat in garlic paste and butter, with cheese and bread. This was the best meal my soldiers could afford at this moment.