‘Banana cocktails, banana infused rum and soft banana bread. I dearly hope to depart from Booty Bay as soon as possible! Several nights have been spent waiting for Baron Revilgaz to accept a meeting regarding our loan. As it happens, one of the locals told me that a tribe of murlocs managed to steal a very precious gem during the Cataclysm and that the Steamwheedle Cartel has been searching for it ever since. Assumingly the baron is willing to negotiate. I am gonna make him an offer he cannot refuse.’ 
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The flood waters receded, and I saw what be goin on. Somehow, between the rain and the night ridin, I ended up stuck over what used to be some kind of a battle site. I dunno who it was, but I saw them - the people who died. Humans and orcs, most of them, stuck in the mud and tryin to claw their way out.
My boar just screamed and clung to the tree, so I had to end it myself. Most of the zombies hadn’t climbed outta the mud more than halfway, so it was just time consuming. I went around with the heavy branches I’d taken and crushed them one by one. I can still hear the sounds they made, like sinews straining under a heavy load.
I can almost see my home region over the horizon. I don’t think I’m gonna be able to sleep until I be all the way home.
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Am not sure if am jus getn old, grumpy n borin, or if the Evenin At The Forge has… changed.
Last night, there was sum hot-headedness, and talk of deliberately blamin someone for sumthin they didn’ do…
Maybe it’s me paladin trainin kickin in, but I disagree with such things. Thor would be proud o’ me!
…Finna not so much, since I forgot to bring food I could share. All I had, was peculiar seafood, n some predator meat. And spice bread.
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I been back at the village for a few days now. I just keep thinking about what I saw…ogre zombies. Old human and orc corpses from some battlefield. Our mummies being washed out. Too much undead activity for a short period of time. I thought the world was over this crap after Uldum and the Fail of Eternal Bosoms, but it never ends. I feel like there be something coming.
At least my lady cooked these rat skewers for me. The little buggers tried to sneak into the kitchen and play with utensils and junk. Rats be more annoying than oranges; the only place they belong is on a pointy stick.
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What a night. The very first thing I did when I sat down at the Moonrise, was insult a human paladin. I hope I did not ruin her evening with my poor attempt at “funny banter”. I have heard soldiers talk to each other like that, and they seem to find it very amusing, but this human paladin definitely did not. Perhaps it only works in an already established, and close, relationship…
There were many from the Horde this time, and some of my Allies seemed not to like that. The night elf, I can understand, considering the burning of Teldrassil, but he actually seemed sincere when he said he did not mean to sound threatening. It might be that he simply is not much of a people-person. I am not very much that either, but I suppose there are varying degrees of such things.
I was quite surprised to hear Helgi so hostile, though. I remember him as more constructive and openminded than he was tonight.
Haidene the ghost reappeared, but disappeared abruptly, as I hear she did on another occasion. I wonder if that is related to the “unrest” I hear about in the spirit world…
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Benari put me up to this. Something about preserving history. I do not have a lot to say.
I joined the Hand of the Titans to keep an eye on the child fox. Dexaris, my captain, deemed it necessary - I agreed. I am surprised by their strength, and willingness to welcome me into their ranks. I have not felt welcomed before by a group in such a manner.
Upon hearing I was the only Bloodtotem, I proclaimed I would prove my loyalty. The matter was dismissed by the Commander, who told me there was no need. She is strong. I sparred her. I respect that.
I journeyed with them to the Grizzly Hills to face a pocket of Loyalists. In my days as a hunter, I came to expect all Loyalists to run and fight - but these did not. I respect them for that, but find no trust until they prove they are not the Banshee’s creatures. I will keep an eye on them.
So far I am impressed by the Hand. Time will tell if this will last.
~ Ohru
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I decided I needed more practice fighting the undead, after the… incident the other night.
I am a little concerned about the… blood pact thing, too.
…Does it mean he can force me to do things for him?
Or maybe he just says, “Do this, or else,” and… if I don’t do it, I… die?
I should find out more about… blood pacts, or whatever this is. But I have no idea where to find such information…
Damn it! It seemed like a fine idea at the time.
Bra’tan had made a similar “deal” in the past, and that turned out… Oh, Light on a stick! I hope he does not ask me to do that… Or, if he does, I hope there is some way for me to refuse.
Oh, and the fact that I made this blood pact with the boss’ absolute nemesis, who seems quite evil, and definitely ruthless.
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(The entry begins with a poorly drawn sketch of a remote part of Dustwallow Marsh off the beaten path.)
I been out here waiting for the sun to set for an hour now and just thinking. Thinking about a lotta things, thinking about the world. Every so often I keep hearin the sounds of zombies stuck in the mud tryin to climb out, but it just be my imagination.
Every time I used to sit watching the sun rise or set for hours, it was just before another crisis happened. This be the kinda superstitious rubbish the villagers would believe in, but whatever was comin before, it be here now. Change be afoot.
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I have visited skilled engineers, acquired a few new schematics, and practiced making various bombs. Hopefully this will be useful in our endeavors.
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I attended the Fishball gathering tonight.
It was fantastic!
I was quite horrible at it - as expected - but it was incredibly exhilarating, and surprisingly fun even when losing.
On another note, Maradan seems to act a little … strangely, around the Horde, or at least orcs… And fel elves.
I know all Draenei who lived on Draenor have bad memories of orcs and their Horde, but Maradan’s issue seems … deeper, or fresher, somehow.
I should ask him about it sometime.
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Yes! I was finally able to aid The Botany Band in procuring much needed funds to settle some of their debt.
Well, I mainly feel happy about it… But we did have to fight a very big and angry fungus monster.
It stomped me. Twice! And spat acid on me! Acid! Again!
My tailoring skill is not good enough that I can fix my gear myself, so it’s gonna cost me…
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(The handwriting in the journal is even poorer than usual, as if Rush were rushed.)
Mummy attack. Mummies everywhere. All over the village, maybe some of them be our own family; I didn’t stop to check. Got woken up after midnight to screams. I killed a few zombies in my own hut with silverware after I woke up. I grabbed a chair and bashed the head of anything without a pulse in the street outside.
A recruiter already came in this morning. We were lucky…Durotar got hit the hardest. I already signed up and polished my gear, and a boat will be takin us north in a few hours.
I knew my lady would understand, but I didn’t expect my parents to. For thirty years, they just been convincing me to stay home and get a normal job. But finally, they see…they see how my brothers and sisters handle the farm, and the village don’t need me here. For the first time, my parents didn’t try to stop me. And whatever be starting up in Durotar only be the beginning.
Finally…
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The journal of Deezle Geargreaser is something of a oddity. The early entries are neat with small and precise handwriting, but later pages are rather different. The lettering is far larger and there are several ink stains that sometimes obscure entire words. The entries themselves seem the same, though…
I think something big is about to happen. I’ve got that weird itch in my ears again, like when the Legion invaded or Azerite started popping up. I asked Xordus If he knew anything, but the [smudge] Observer just sniggered. No idea if he actually knows anything, or if he’s just being a [inkblot]!
Better keep my ears open as there might be new opportunities in the offing. Might have to fight again, though. Hope not. The whole profit versus risk ratio of the last few years has been abysmal!
Maybe I should start making some new non-demonic “friends” who can stand between me and whatever tries to rip my face off. Lots of gullible bleeding hearts out there willing to help those less capable, so I might as well use my poor vision to my advantage for a change!
I wonder… It’d be hilarious if there’s a “Bleeding Hearts” orc clan out there! If there is, they’d probably not be the helpful kind though.
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getting hit by an axe is bad.
getting hit by an axe, going to a night elf dinner, and seeing what is probably an immense danger from the north is even worse. no need to say I have told Dieven,but we cannot do much as the refuge, so while I have plans with them, I have to come up with an Idea of my own.
a few days later, megorn adds another note to his dusty diary. it reads as follows:
I did it! I found a solution! not an easy one, but it could work! when I was a young hunter, I heard of a legendary group called "the longbow hunters ". the longbow group has dissapeared years ago, but I will put the name for a good cause. I shall recruit the best of warriors and trackers, and face this unknown challenge!
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The whole world be affected. Everything. Yesterday when we were sailin north from Dustwallow, we thought we saw a sub explode underwater or something, but the truth was worse. Two whale sharks fought near the surface, big ones. Our boat was in the shallows so we were safe, but one of the two things shocked us.
One of the two whale sharks looked undead. Its skin was discolored, bones were exposed, too much bloodless meat was missin from its body for it to be alive. They dove down before we could see how it ended, and the wave almost tipped the boat. One of the noobs from my village, some teenager who’s never seen battle before, had a panic attack. We calmed him down, but now I’m wondering how deep down this stuff goes. Mummies in my village were just a blip on the map…what be waiting for us in Durotar?
(The entry ends with a two badly drawn fish sketches in addition to saltwater stains on the pages.)
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‘Entangling rootbeer has been replaced with the root of all evil. Sometimes it almost feels as if the dark clouds of my mind were absorbed by the night sky itself. Though I have regained my focus from gentler nights, we still reel from the eerie echo after the dark abductions. Alunaria, Sylendra and I have currently joined a group of our brethren that has been dispatched by the Cenarion Circle to the High Priestess with her investigations. Shanna melor’ne adala fal.’
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I attended the Moonrise tonight. It was good. Peaceful, respectful, and friendly members of both the Horde and the Alliance.
The ghost, Haidene, appeared again.
But this time, she seemed to know she was dead.
She said she was trapped in “The Maw”…
As the humans say, if you put two and two together…
I fear Haidene’s unfortunate situation is related whatever madness is going on in Northrend.
I have only read and heard other people’s descriptions, but ‘madness’ seems quite right…
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Too many risen at Razor Hill. We didn’t lose that many, but maybe half the cemetery crawled outta the ground to attack the people. We lost a few good men…plus my rat fink of a CO. We did good work, but without him, there be no record of my service. Whatever. I been AWOL enough times that I don’t wanna record anyway.
(There’s a few scribbled horizontal lines between the above entry and the one below though they were recorded on the same day.)
Urgent Crusade people came from Org sayin crazy stuff bout Icecrown. Durotar be safe, but this stuff just be gettin started. Why do I not be surprised?
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The dark lightning that struck me has left a scar. It spreads from my chest down my stomach, hiding under my fur. Benari looked shocked to see it when she was tending to my wounds after the mission. She scolded me. I ignored her.
Benari is too gentle. I do not fear for her, but her capabilities as a warrior are much to be desired. She has a little gun that has an axe’s blade on it, and a little hammer, for weapons. I voiced my disapproval. She scolded me again.
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‘For the past few nights I have been staying in Lorlathil, tending to Sylendra who is bedridden with scarlet fever. Our young brethren from Gilneas have mentioned that the disease most commonly affects children, but I suppose all kaldorei are young in this regard. When we sacrificed our immortality during the Battle of Mount Hyjal, we quickly learned that mortality leads to aging, illness and death. Sylendra knows sorrow as I do and has been adjuvantly supportive during my recent inner turmoil, so naturally I shall stay by her side until duty calls me elsewhere. I must remain vigilant. Something is amiss.’
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