Swimming

Daari came to me today, informing me that she had a message to deliver to someone in Lakeshire, a town in the Redridge Mountains. To the best of her knowledge, the mountains were to the east, past the lumber mill I'd been given a tour of a few weeks prior.

After she delivered her message (and recieved a new one, which I agreed to help with as well), we spent most of the afternoon swimming in the town's eponymous lake, searching for things underwater, and hunting murlocs.

Swimming all day made me tired, but a good kind of tired. I'll sleep well tonight.