Once upon a time, a Forsaken warlock and her rogue companion traveled from Tirisfal Glades into the dark forests of Silverpine. The rogue had told the warlock tales of Shadowfang Keep and the treasures she might find there. He also warned her about the creatures prowling Pyrewood Village. "And watch out for Sons of Arugal," he told her. "They patrol Silverpine, and they will kill us!"
The warlock heeded this warning and was very careful as she moved through the forests. She kept to the road as much as possible and always looked around before stopping to pick an herb. She was becoming quite the herbalist and had recently learned to identify Mageroyal. Seeing it for the first time in the wild excited her so much that she dashed over to pluck a sample from the weeds around it -- and forgot to look around first!
"How did I die from picking Mageroyal?" she cried out in anguish.
"Son of Arugal got you!" the rogue replied with a devilish chuckle.
I was afraid of Silverpine after that. Even at level 80, I was looking out for Son of Arugal when I went through there. Hogger has never killed me, but Son of Arugal put the fear of worgen in me! Still, I was sad to take my first steps in Silverpine after Cataclysm hit and realize I would never bend down to pick Mageroyal just as Son of Arugal burst from the shadows again. Silverpine felt too safe.
I ran into Lost Son of Arugal a few nights ago. I /cheered at him before killing him and felt a warm glow in my heart. I'll still have to watch my back in Silverpine! He might still get me!
What have you found that brings back fond memories of pre-Cataclysm Azeroth?