30 March

My brother is to marry tomorrow. I wonder if they’ll go through with it. I have a dress, but I’m not too sure it’s me…I’ll probably look around for something else. He’s found this nice little place in the Wetlands. I never even knew it existed. It’s delightful. The perfect place for a weddin. They seem good for each other. She’s a nice girl. Has a problem with a gnome, though. I’m not sure how that’ll work out. I reckon they’ll go through with it. They both seem happy an eager. But have put it off several times. Heh, I ain’t never been in a weddin before. I don’t know what to do.

I’ve been kinda takin it easy. My weekend was pretty busy with goin places. I really like goin places. But other times, I like to kinda take it easy an chat a bit. Which I’ve also done some. I’m tryin to help Dora out a little by collectin some motes. She seemed tickled last night when I handed her what she needed to make her first primal mooncloth. We still don’t talk like we used to. Fel, we don’t really talk at all. Thank goodness I’ve got someone else I can talk to. But, we’re tryin to help each other out a bit.

Well, I hope we venture back to the Shadow Labyrinth tonight an that I get to do some more fun stuff this weekend. I’d also like to sit back an chat some. We’ll see. Every time, I think there’s more good folk out there, I’m reminded of how hateful an cruel folks can be. I hope no hateful, cruel folk cross me any time soon.

Heh, it seems I give some looks an other indications that I don't like folk I meet. Unapproachable. Interestin.

16 March

A fairly relaxin week. In a way, it's been nice. In other ways, I yearn for excitin adventure.

I've been adventurous. On Tuesday, several of us went into the Upper Spire to take on the General. On Wednesday, Me, Fel, an Taina went into Dire Maul an collected ogre beads off them smelly things. We all three got all the beads we needed, an now need to collect a few more things. A nice way to finish off the night was dinner an conversation. The food was good, the company was good, I enjoyed myself. Wednesday was a good day.

13 March

I've decided. It's time. I've gotta get away. I'm lookin forward to it. I find nice little spots here an there, but..this weekend..this weekend, I'm goin far away. I don't plan to pick up my stones at all. Last year, me an Dora went to a nice out of the way place. I'm doin the same this year. The sun, sand, an water calls for me. I hope the weather is agreeable. Hopefully, I'll be able to rest an get over this naggin, exhausted feelin.

Tonight, Taina has organized a trip to the Upper Spire. I can't even remember what pieces of Lightforge/Soulforge I need. At least the breastplate and helm...I think. I've already decided that since Mogs only needs the breastplate an she's almost done with her quest for the complete soulforge set, that I'm gonna defer my roll to her, if we get lucky. I still have plenty of time. I sure do hope someone in there walks out with their chestpiece tonight...

12 March

I'm sendin all my cloth an silk to Dora. As an act of good will. I know everything. Well, almost everything. I've known for several days, a week I guess. I'm not sure I like knowin what I know. My meetin with Dora didn't end as I'd have expected it to.

When we first talked last week, we were cordial. Contactin her was one of the hardest things I've ever done. I had no desires to re-hash things goin on, but I had to know what she was up to. We just talked. Both of us were fairly cool, but pleasant. She made no accusations, an I asked no questions. She said she's been doin some sewin an enchantin, an I told her I'd send my extra supplies. She seemed grateful. Even though she abandoned me, left without talkin to me, I'm still sendin her my extras.

09 March

I made my first trip into the Steamvault last night. Naga, elementals...ugh. It was rather rocky, but over all, I think we succeeded in what folks wanted to get accomplished. When we were done, all I could do was rush home and fall into a bed.

I've taken it easy since completin trainin. I've mined an worked on my smithin. I still need to work more, but I finally feel like I'm makin some headway.

I haven't talked to her. I'm wonderin if I ever will. I suppose I shoulda kept quiet an maintained some sort of civility we'd shared in those couple of days. At least then, I might know what she was up to...an what he was up to.

4 March

The water seemed so invitin as I flew over the first time. I didn't dare stop then, because I knew I'd be drawn to stay and I wanted to see so much more. I noted the location and continued on with the sight seein. I can't stay away for long. Soon, I find myself there. The water exhibits the tranquility I must be lookin for.

I've always enjoyed findin sorta hidden spots. Peaceful places I can sit an reflect. Most often, these places have water. Like my spot in Darnassus. I've never seen another soul there, unless I invited em. People used to wonder what I was doin in Darnassus for so long. Sometimes I sit an chat with people. Most often, I just look for peace.

Peace, quiet, cool refreshemnt. Those things drew me back today. Many things were invadin the peace I sought. Clearin my head proves more difficult. Swimmin, sinkin, swimmin. I hold my breath, lettin the clear water cleanse me. How I wish I could simply rinse the thoughts going through my head. I could imagine them flowin down the waterfall, tumblin carelessly to the pool at the bottom. I've struggled to stay busy, my mind on various tasks. Collectin warbeads, slayin demons an undead.

Today, I leave my stones on the warm rock, nestled among my clothes. I dive in, immediately awakened by the cold water. I swim laps along the length of the pool. Finally, I sink. I sink to the bottom, tryin to free my mind. I reach up, gaspin for air when I break the surface. I crawl up on the rock and lay down, warmed both by the rock an the sun shinin on down on me. I've given up on clearin my mind, I reflect on yesterday’s events.

I learned how to call forth my very own gryphon yesterday. What a glorious feelin it was to be able to fly through the air, controllin where I'm goin. Up...down...swoopin through the air. My happy thoughts don't linger for long.

What's he done? He doesn't realize. I fear for her safety, as well as my brothers. Should I? Am I bein paranoid? No, I'm not, I decide. My worries are not so much about their physical well-bein as much as emotionally and mentally. I do hope neither of them is destroyed.

I decide, I must seek her out, an warn him. This is not somethin I can ignore. I'm afraid I can't stop him. He's promised, but ignored me when I spoke of his...friends.

I set about to pickin up my armor. It seems heavier. I pick up my stones, noticin one has gone dim, fallen silent. I sigh heavily, oddly irked by this.