19 October

Naked. I feel naked. Yet I'm more clothed than I've been on many occasions. Perhaps it's the weight of the plate I miss. But the weapons! Whether I use a blade or stave, I swing it quickly and effortlessly. I suppose I'm jus more comfortable in plate. I'm usually one to stick my armor in my bags when I'm not out fightin. Yet, last night, I forgot I even had all that armor on. How can I not realize I have plate armor on? Strange indeed.

But back to the issue at hand. I do enjoy feelin the magic course through me an I like my those gnolls and wolves being half dead before they ever get to me. But boy, if they see me before I see them, I'm more often than not visitin the spirit healer. Squishy is definitely a different feelin!

It seems I'll be goin to Zul'Gurub this evenin. I do hope I know a little more what to do this time than the last. Thankfully, I know everyone on this trip. Some better than others. But I can talk to Em an Taina an Rita about what we're each gonna be healin an cleansin. I'm excited. I've never been on a trip where everyone was completely sane. That I look forward to more than anythin. Well almost more than anythin.

Oh! It's all Hallow's eve. Not that it means that much to me. I'll talk to the occasional inn keeper an see if I can get a little masque or somethin, as different parties are comin up. But I had my plate in Storwind last night. I went to pick it up an couldn't get through all the people! Drove me batty, gettin pushed around. Everytime I'd get up, someone would knock me down. I gave up several times. But I knew I had things I had to get done.

Ale's havin a party tomorrow night. I jus dunno about it. I'm afraid with the Horde an Alliance there, drinkin an carryin on, that trouble's gonna be stirrin. But I'm interested, an I'll go. I ain't dancin though! The drinkin--yes. Dancin--nope.

02 October

His pup woke me from a fitful sleep. I was stayin the night at Ben's. Somethin I hadn't done in ages. Ben was not who I missed tonight. I scurried about and threw on a robe. The pup excitedly barked and growled to alert me. Lookin through the windows, I surmised it musta been a stray wonderin through the streets. As far as I could see, I saw nothin but the empty streets an canals of Stormwind.

After softly scoldin the pup, I laid back down, missin his touch even more. Still not used to bein alone at night. Would I ever get used to it? Perhaps I should start stayin at the Inn again. How comfortin his arms are, wrapped around me as I sleep. I thought the lager & mead I shared with a friend at the pub would be enough to help me engage sleep. If it hadn't been for all the conversations of the evenin--hellos, goodbyes, doors openin, and doors closin--it perhaps would have been enough. My mind raced, early to rise in the mornin. A long day ahead. Oh, sleep please take me over! An again, I thought how easily I could sleep if I were in his arms.

I didn't enjoy stayin at Bens. How could I? Conversations with Malleyna, Rena, Trisseyl, Lendys all floated around in my head. A fitful sleep indeed. I called the pup over and dropped my hand. She laid down an I finally drifted off to sleep, absently rubbin her coat. Takin comfort in her presence.