1. The Will

     I imagine only one in one thousand men have the will for the path I have chosen.  Indeed, the most important question a rogue can reflect upon for his or her self is the question, "Do I have the will to succeed?"  Those who do may live a life of adventure, intrigue, and infamy.  Those who fall short, finding that they lack the…

A crackling fire burns in a small ring lined with stones.  The fire casts flickering, orange shadows across the nearby area, a small clearing within the tangles of thick jungle.  One stump on the edge of the clearing has become the resting spot of a tall and rather lanky figure.  The second stump is much closer to the fire.  A leather bound journal with a crimson hue rests upon this stump. Inscribed on the surface of the journal are the words "A Traveler's Guide to the Shadows:…

((Written on the back of a paper bearing the logo of the inn in Goldshire))

I have to get all the names down before they become hazy - although who am I kidding? There's no way I'll forget what happened today. This is one of those days that will be remembered with such detail that I'll be able to recount it in full in fifty years, should I happen to make it that long.

Suddenly, that part is more of a question than it was before.

My supposed…

The sun had not yet risen and the whole of Silvermoon seemed to be sleeping. I had cast my glance upward catching sight of lit window in a tower just above me. The window was cracked upon and the soft sound of slumber drifted downward towards my ears. I was delivering a message to one of the Blood Knight Generals, a message of grave importance. It had seemed that more and more lately..bad news came…

Once more in Shattrath, this time on orders from Jenafeine, Sin'Solaria basked in the light and song of A'dal.  The Light-born essence that the Naaru exuded fell over the paladin, reinvigorating her.  The innate ability of all Blood Elves to leech magic from their environment drew the Light energy to her,…

This child is as light as a basket full of flowers but has the lung strength of a harpy.  It’s rather funny.  He’s sleeping now in his basinet so peacefully.  It’s almost amazing to believe that here sleeps the future hero of the next generation.  Even though his body seems weak, his strength grows day by day.  He squeezes his finger tighter day by day.

I wish I could say the same of his mother.  Carmila’s state has me very concerned.  She seems to be getting weaker as time…

((Jotted on the back of a napkin))

Far too many things I didn't understand or know the full story. Byron and June Langley - Shame works for them, but they've been gone for ages. Seemed harmless. Doubt they are.

What's Meris' game? She sold my secret out to a worgen hunter, sold Shame's tryst out to the same man. Too much trading in secrets.

Havyn, didn't catch her last name. She made Meris nervous, but not Asherrean. Ask?

Vigo…

(( Sent to several heroes of the Alliance from Azhandris Summerwind. I hope you like text... *))

Heroes of the Coalition,



I humbly seek your reconsideration concerning the plan to move against the Twilight's Hammer of Stormwind City. I fear that with the current proposal that the situation in Stormwind will not be resolved and we will find ourselves back at the beginning of this…

My life seems to be running in circular paths as of late, oft bringing me to places I have already visited or to circumstances on which I have dwelt upon before.

I happened up Miss Shame the other afternoon, in the company of Meris and some being referred to as the "Hanged Man."  They are were in a need of a porter to assist in them in a task for the Hanged Man.  Typically, I would reject such a mundane task, especially regarding my brief history with regards to Shame and her…

They say, what is light without darkness. And though, this may be true... is it not our jobs to extinguish the shadows that we do find lingering about? Yet, I sense that many of us simply decide to ignore the darkness around us... more importantly the darkness that is found in us.

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