It’s early morning. Amberpine Lodge, Grizzly Hills.
A lone Dwarven Death Knight sees Scout Captain Carter on the river’s bank. He climbs upon the back of his Gryphon and flies down…forgetting this particular bird is not acclimatized to Northrend and cannot fly there. He has mistaken a free-fall for flight.
LOL!
*snerk*
Oops.
And Ouch!
LOL! That’s so me!