Camp Narache, a quaint little village in Mulgore, Land of The Tauren. A stout tauren makes his way towards The Mesa, with his Wooden Staff in hand. He sees one! Lifting his arms, palms toward his target, his powers at his peak. He chants a spell and the sky forms over the target's head and sends a ray of light down on the helpless beast. He carries The Plainstrider on his back and takes it home, to gain his honor, to bring balance...or so he thought.