I got a new non-combat pet!
I was so excited that D.E.H.T.A. Gave me a mammoth cub of my very own, that I stopped for an extended photo session (luckily my son didn’t see it, or I would be spending all of my WOW time parading the elephant around).
I was so caught up in the moment that I forgot there was a reason for my acquisition of the elephant. Apparently I was meant to be returning him to his mother.
While I was contemplating the likelihood of me porting back to Ironforge or talking to a stablemaster to store my new friend, the poor think keeled over. Dead!
I feel a bit guilty now.
How am I going to return to D.E.H.T.A. the savior of this poor beast and confess that in my vanity and greed I let the poor thing die?
Naughty, naughty Nome!
Gnomer and Out!