The Barov family, a vast and mysterious clan of Arathor descent, possessed fiefdoms stretching from Brill in the north to Southshore in the west, from Tarren Mill in the south to Caer Darrow in the east. Reborn into such a family, Carlos was happy and content. In spring, he enjoyed the service of three thousand maids at Lakehold in Caer Darrow. Summers were spent escaping the heat in the apple orchards of Tarren Mill. Autumn brought vibrant red leaves to the maple forests of Brill. Winters were spent feasting on cod in Southshore. Whatever his needs, a simple ring of the Barov butler's bell would fulfill them. Such a life would make any trip to Azeroth worthwhile! If I hadn't played WoW, I almost would have believed it.