Kilaa is recovering, thank the light for that. She still be in pain and her movement is as awkward to watch as a tauren in tights, but I be sure that stiffness will wear off. She had been sleeping for quite awhile now. Sielic and I have done our best to keep her entertained, but we can't distract her from her missing wife. She worried about her constantly, and she even be speaking about dreams where she be saying 'goodbye'. I dunno what it means. Hallucinations, or predictions? As I was… Continue

It has been awhile since I inked your pages, hasn't it been? As much as I told meself I would be staying in Gilneas, it be a looking like life wanted me elsewhere. I believe last I be writing, I was getting ready for me date with Sielic. A quiet night in an empty forest in Stonetalon Mountains that be far from all troubles and woes.



Well, or so I be thinking. 



The Date started off well but things spiraled downhill faster then an obese yeti on a snowy cliff. Sielic revealed to… Continue

A busy few days... Something evil be lurking in Fort Talon. I am not sure what. An enemy of Monroes, one of whom I want no part of. It be his problem, no longer mine.

 

A beautiful ball... a relaxing night. I hate to sound selifh or egotistical, but I think I deserved it if i do say so meself. I dunno what compelled me to kiss Sielic. Or did he kiss me? I dunno. I trust him and believe him when ye told me aboot the scythe of elune, the cure thing them Gilneas made, but a part…

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My had no sleep. I am scared to close me eyes and wake up to another day of unwanted surprises.

I wanted to go to the Fort and just forgive it all, accept situations, and continue on with this familiar life. But I am so exhausted... My hand shakes as I write, and me eyes won't stop stinging. I haven't cried in a long time, not since I found me love and best friend naked in the arms of another woman in their peaceful slumber. I had thought me eyes had grown dry from such, but here…

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1. Lily Emberfall
2. Sirithil Nightstone
3. Joe West
4. Remia Blyde
5. The Voice

Such different viewpoints... Such different methods. I'll have to watch these five closely. What cause are they recruiting for?



Me trip to Gilneas was silent and serene. For days I pondered what I want achieved, then backtracked to find methods for reaching them. So many problems be taking place, only a few I be understanding. I realize what be the…

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I be utterly exhausted. Training has been tiresome, but it be worth it. Lets see.... what have ye missed, my dear journal?

Two weeks ago I took Janderius as my student in the art of Magic, under the thumb of two rules: Stay platonic, and never ask me to repeat meself. I will teach him how to use magic, like a painter would a brush and a palette of colours. For magical theories, he'll have to go to Zacheus. I just teach tactics and gestures.



Few Days ago I met with a…

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I have made so much progress. I feel like I be able to pain magic with me palms, mix its colours with a swirled motion of me finger, and create a violent image of rapid energy towards me opponent. Magic is beautiful. It be art.



I am so bloody tired though... me hands be raw from spell casting, my back aches for a massage, and me feet be aching from all of my wanderings in Scholazar. After I collect the three items Pishtun desires, he said he would pay for me to visit a Spa in… Continue

I'm not sure why people are so interested in me love life (or lack thereof) but I be starting to get a tad paranoid with the playful antics of me friends. At first it was just Mirth, but now Sielic, Alleryn, Kilaara, - even Therigard - joined in! If having me own men isn't embarrassing enough, I got the guards participating in this. It makes sense I guess. It only be natural to goat your superiors, which light knows the Legion loves to do. Looks like the guards and us are more similar then I… Continue

'd like to think we are a military, but at the same time, we are also expected to live and breath our jobs 24/7. I guess this goes hand-in-hand with the rant I wrote previously. Do you remember Book? About how some people are on duty and others are off duty? How what we are is more of a lifestyle then a job, unlike a guard? Maybe that is where our flaw lies; That we make this role too personal. That we need to remind people its a job, and let them live and make mistakes as they please on their… Continue

I write to ye at my favorite place; The little dock at the Stormwind harbour curtained by nightfall. Sometimes when I pray to the light in thanks of another day of life, I goto the Cathedral. But most days... I come 'ere and say my silent prayers in-front of a gorgeous ocean view, sparkled by moonlight on the dark waters. here, I feel grateful to be alone, and I realize just how small I be compared to everything else. That beneath its waves, millions of other lives are present. That no matter… Continue

A Tragic day.... Davak, one of our own, was murdered.



I was in the middle of.. er.. something when I heard the communicator Buzz. Heard the scream, heard the thud. I got there as quickly as I could but Salixa, Jandy, and Sielic beat me to it. The body was decapitated and stabbed multiple times, I assume with a small blade of sorts. A handprint was upon his back with white paint that resembled the Shattered Hand of Draenor, but I am doubtful it was the clan. We might think ourselves… Continue