Fifteen Years of Adventure in Azeroth

One evening twenty-three years after the Dark Portal opened, the bar of the Lion's Pride Inn in Goldshire was crowded with people, and beside the warm fire, a bard played beautiful music. Isaac Calvert walked to the seat reserved for him by the bar owner as usual. Before he could sit down, a young man dressed as an adventurer came towards him. The young man held two large glasses of beer in his hands, and he spoke slightly awkwardly: "Are you Mr. Calvert? Can you tell me your adventure story?" "Just call me Isaac, boy. Before you tell my story, tell me your name." "My name is Futterman, sir."