‘While travelling south I met an orc that had been severely injured from a skirmish with the nearby moonkin. While treating his wounds, I remembered how I was introduced to my shan’do in the Hidden Grove many centuries ago. She showed me how these noble creatures are often misunderstood. Back then I did not understand the Way of the Moon, but I have since learned that true focus lies somewhere between rage and serenity. Ru shallora enudoril.’
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Upon returning to Raynewood Retreat, Cherwina sits down at the base of the tree and pulls her newest diary from her pack. She opens a small elegant box containing a handful of hippogryph feathers and a vial of Midnight Ink. Loading one of the feathers with the ink, she opens to a blank page and begins to write a new entry:
“Tonight I witnessed an unbelievable spectacle. I would have doubted my own eyes if not for the presence of several members of The Botany Band confirming the sighting. I must write a report on it to take directly to the heads of the Cenarion Circle. I wish I could write down what I saw here, but I fear that this must remain a secret known to few so that what was witnessed can continue in peace. It gave me hope that maybe Azeroth can be saved and one day return to it’s true beauty.”
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‘I have travelled back to the snows of Winterspring to examine the mushroom sample that we recently procured from the Whispering Forest in Lordaeron. Lyranne is kind as ever to offer her hospitality in Starfall Village. I long for the nights of old.’
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Action. Finally. Happened last night on patrol. Me and a few normal toll-fears did a walk around and found a scout troop rock toll-fears. They were all supposed to be dead a few years ago. Most of them got away, but we chased down three. They didn’t make it for questioning, but we got the corpses to show the boss. I broke my mace beatin those things to death…I need a new weapon. At least I got something to take my mind offa the nightmares.
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‘The tissue sample seem to thrive within the enriched soils as the mycellium is already spreading steadily and even survived the journey from Winterspring. The mushrooms have now been planted near my home in the Moonglade and I have travelled to Dalaran to acquire a fitting liquid fertilizer for further cultivation. Kuhuine will be most intrigued by these findings.’
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I went on another mission with the Hand tonight. Well, technically it was a Fist of Azeroth mission, but I think most, if not all, of those present were “fingers” of the Hand. We were supposed to investigate - and eliminate, I guess - a
There is a smudge of ink, as if the writer’s pen rested here for some time while the owner of the journal presumably pondered what to write.
Blight elemental… To think that such a thing could even exist… Well, we took care of it, and I think it went quite smoothly if I say so myself.
When we had completed the mission, though… For safety reasons…
There is a blank space, as if the writer doesn’t even trust his own private diary to keep this secret.
It felt… Marvellously awful. Terribly great. The agony was magificent. It must have been the foulness being cleansed from my body. There is no other reason why I should feel so … amazing, after so much pain.
Is it possible … for someone like me … to get addicted to the #####?
(The last word before the question mark is thoroughly scratched out.)
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Journal entries in the Botany Books
January 25 - Moonglade
Use to travel to the moonwells on Teldrassil during Lunar Festival to charge my staff. Have to take a different path this year. Will begin in Mount Hyjal, end in Felwood, with the initial and final visit in Moonglade. Not sure about the route in between.
Scratch that, will go to Felwood first, Hyjal last.January 26 - Felwood
Went to Whisperwind Grove and the moonwell there. Still much work to do in these forests. Stopped at some of the ruins on my way south, could pick the usual amounts of purple lotuses, but only found one Wildvine in bloom. I took few of the flowers and left most of them be. Hopefully the seeds will spread. Leatherworkers and tailors pay insane amounts of silver for those flowers, would hate to see them go extinct due to greed.January 27 - Ashenvale
Used the Moonwell of Purity, a little northwest of Raynewood Retreat, and Moonwell of Cleansing, a bit downstreams of where the main road crosses the Falfarren river, for the staff. Stayed clear of the roads, still red tabards all over the place, but they haven’t found their way to the moonwells. Found liferoot at the riverbed, most of them in good shape.January 28 - Stonetalon Mountains
The moonwell at Stonetalon Peak is still functional despite what happened during the Shattering. Found nothing out of the ordinary herb-wise; some bruiseweed and briarthorn.January 29 - Feralas
The moonwell south of Dire Maul is surrounded by ogres and hyenas, as always. Stupid creatures, both kinds. It wasn’t hard to sneak past them (suspect neither of them are very fond of moonwells anyway). After a while’s search further south I found enough fadeleaf for a decent bundle.January 30 - Duskwood
For the sake of diversity, I went to the moonwell in Twilight Grove. Afterwards, I made the dubious decision to go outside the Grove and see what the local plantlife had to offer. How anyone can stand this place longer than it takes to leave it is beyond me, let alone LIVE here. Humans… And all I found was a few pale wild steelblooms and some wilted kingsblood - nothing I can’t get back home, and in much better condition. I was also attacked by a mad wolf. I put it out of its misery.January 31 - Mount Hyjal
The last Rite of the Moon, I performed in the lake at Nordrassil. To feel the presence of a world tree that close was comforting, but it also reminded me of Teldrassil, so it took another attempt for me to get the ritual right. Was pleased to find out that it’s still possible to extract volatile life from from the herbs here. Cinderblossom is still practically a weed up here, growing all over the place. Was able to find some fine specimens of stormvine as well.
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Void elf death knights!
I attended the Moonrise event last night. Gordon couldn’t make it due to a family emergency, so I went in his stead.
They’re my family, too, but I get it. He’s more of a caregiver than I am. No one seemed bothered by my departure.
“Someone has to put up that blasted weapon rack, and make sure people don’t kill each other,” he said.
I guess I shouldn’t tell him I accidentally insulted the most powerful creation I can imagine right now; a void elf death knight!
The weird thing is, she seemed really nice. Not all doomy and gloomy like those who returned during or after the Northrend campaign… She said the raising process is quite different now, compared to those who were raised by the Scourge.
She also said the reason why new death knights are being raised, is that something bad is coming… I wonder if it’s related to that Old God menace I keep hearing about.
Unfortunately we all had things to do and places to go, so we didn’t have time to talk much. I hope I meet her again. Void elf death knight is such a fascinating concept!
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‘Once more the Lunar Festival is celebrated within Nighthaven. It brings back fond memories of earlier nights with delightful vials of moonglow and frolicking by the shores of Lake Elune’ara. This night, I performed the Rite of the Moon by the Honeymoon Well. It was as beautiful as ever and I lament that Elerethe, Haidene and Ithiluna were not there to see it. Elune knows that I miss them dearly. Alara’shinu.’
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There are a few drops of ink around the first word, as if the writer spent some time contemplating it before actually putting the pen to paper.
Friend.
The letters in the word are fat and inky, clearly retraced several times, and the period is a large blotch, revealing that the writer rested the pen there for a while, presumably pondering the significance of the word in his circumstance.
Such a simple word, and, I suppose, a simple concept - yet it has been completely alien to me for as long as I can remember. I do not consider myself unfriendly, but I certainly cannot recall having ever truly thought of myself as anyone’s friend, nor of anyone as mine - until very recently. It seems my decision to interact with the living was quite fortunate for my constitution. Perhaps, if this keeps up, I might remember something. These last few weeks, I have felt as if my lost memories are slowly working their way back to me.
The last period is a fat ink blotch, indicating that the writer paused for a while after writing that last sentence.
Considering the things I do remember, regaining my memory may turn out to be… Decidedly unpleasant.
The last sentence is slightly mirrored on the opposite page, suggesting that the journal was closed immediately after it was written. Obviously not a subject the writer likes to think about.
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I went to the place this evening, after a refreshing rest in the Rift.
That “mage extraordinaire” said they were supposed to meet tonight.I was late, but as he says, “A wizard is never late.” In that case, I prefer to call myself a wizard.
At first I saw no one, but when I took a good look around, I saw a very large human male. He seemed almost as uninformed as me.
Then a strange telecommunication device started making noises, and before long, we met some very peculiar people, the two worst of which were our commanders…Apparently someone much higher ranking than us, had neglected to inform the others.
Our commanders were quite displeased, and talked a lot about chopping (or just tearing?) people’s heads off…Luckily for us, they realized our unique and magnificent usefulness, so they let us live.
A great day. I got a very good first impression of this Tower of Krasha.
Much better than being scowled at and mistrusted. And I hear they already have a couple of Ren’dorei.
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‘For the second time, I have been asked to listen to the wind. I have been kissed by a rose on the grey. It is the weirdest thing. I feel like I have been in a coma for several years and I am just now waking up. Spectacular.’ 
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This diary page is wrinkled and torn.
Several words - and entire lines - are thoroughly scratched out.
What a night. What a Light-damned, bloody, flaming nightmare of a night…
First, that strange, shady draenei kept showing off the skull I sold her - I was sure such things were kept quiet, but no! She repeatedly flaunted it around, attracting unwanted attention…
Then my insane associates started that horrifying magic competition, constantly trying to outdo each other…
In addition to quite a few … disturbing experiences, their contest took us around the world - even off Azeroth, and time travelling!
Culminating in a shockingly … airy … translocation - if I had not recently talked about that parachute with the aforementioned strange, shady draenei lady, I might not have remembered I had it with me - I would currently be a permanently lifeless puddle with bits of plate armor in it…
After that, it got even worse. Much, much worse…
Thank the Light we met Aurine at the end of the evening. I do not know what I would do if we had not…
I am still getting dynamite, though.
Lots of it. Better to be safe, than sorry.
…Or perhaps both…?
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This journal entry is written in a highly functional, yet unelaborate handwriting.
Yes! I finally did it. Got me flying license. That cook lad an’ the fishin’ lass near the… What’s it called? Stockade? They put in a good word fur me as long as I helped them get sum fish an’ other cookin’ supplies.
Ashley got hers as well, thanks to those same two folks. I think we’re gunna like it here outside the Mountain…
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‘The spring rain has been kind these nights. The first batch of viridian tubers have been harvested from the garden and I am now enjoying a well-deserved cup of green tea while the soup is simmering. Sylendra will arrive momentarily. Delightful.’
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Went to the Stormwind Market on Sunday, with a few fellow Krashers.
I put on the finest, most colorful armor and clothing I could find, to be sure that all eyes would be bedazzled by my … splendor.
Tried selling some of my latest batch of self-made dynamite, but oddly, no one seemed interested.
I even demonstrated a single stick - at a safe distance - before my fellow Krashers forbidded it.
For some reason, my linen bandages were much more popular, despite the fact that dynamite obviously can be used in so many clever ways.There was some splendid drama, too, as some anonymous cultist woman started throwing possibly poisonous smoke bombs and flailing knives around, even injuring one of the marketers.
I tried to offer him my bandaging services several times, but I think he did not want an undead to tend his wounds.
I later learned that he and his brother are on an adventurous quest for … eternal life or something like that.
I helpfully suggested to them that the Lich King is actively recruiting new death knights these days, but the siblings were not interested in that.I regret not bringing my sword, so that I could have been more useful against the crazy cultist, but I heard she deliberately stabbed herself and died anyway.
All in all a splendid market experience.
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‘Our expedition to the Grizzly Hills was once again quite lucrative with a new botanist joining the band. Megorn seems pleasant and willing to learn, but also a little too eager to prey on the local wildlife. Kuhuine and I had previously considered to have the expedition search for goldclovers in the Borean Tundra under the supervision of the D.E.H.T.A. Luckily we chose otherwise.’
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I be out. After more than a month, I be out. I remember following that voice into the desert…even took a few other volunteers in the Uldum Accord with me. I got back last night…alone. Found out how much time has passed.
But the voice stopped. We put an end to it. Had to get a new journal. Will write again tomorrow…I need to sleep now. My body feels like I didn’t sleep since I left.
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Dear diary.
When I arrived for the Ashblade mission tonight, there were no one there.
I looked around, both at the Furlbrows’, and at Sentinel Hill, but saw neither the captain nor the commander. Nor any other Ashblades.I spent the evening with some of the off-duty soldiers at Sentinel Hill, and the were very grateful for the Ashblade’s assistance the other night. They eagerly shared their roasted boar with me, and offered …other things… as well. This Ashblade badge is already giving me some nice perks.
I’m beginning to think those Steamy Romance Novels are a little … unrealistic.
I hope Nat and Nash are okay.
They seemed very experienced, so I’m pretty sure they are.
Sentinel Hill would probably be abuzz if something untoward had happened with such high-ranking officers…Well, at least I had time to get my cloak fixed. I sent word to Mort, and he took care of it. He’s pretty good with that needle and thread. I begged him not to tell my father, because that is one worrying worgen…
I guess, with everything going on these days, his worry isn’t unfounded, but if I can avoid giving him more to worry about, that would be nice.
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Uda went ahead and sat down ,she stayed in pandaria for a week now. Uda went there to study at the monastery,she looked at the pandaren monks ,she pulled her inscription bag and tools out,putting a pile of glyphs aside and opening up a medium sized book. Uda reads through pages and stops on one,it reads as follows "I went to the big city of dalaran,to the botany band meeting. I hoped It would go well,as it was supposed to be about searching for a seed,and other members constantly talked about milking things. what I didn’t expect was them to lash at me,or fear my powers, at least some of them .while we talked the subject of my new friend and teammate Megorn came up.they decided that he doesn’t fit in anymore. while I explained myself ,they decided to think about it before contacting me the result. I kept in touch with their leader,Dulvarinn,and I truly believe that we can be best of friends,I wanted to join them for not only knowledge,of plants and nature,but to also catch up on events,and word is that we face the danger of Sylvanas. as for that I won’t only fulfill my duty of recovery and discovery of knowledge,but also unite any and all who wish to learn that knowledge. I decided that I will fund a new organization that will unite all who worship the various gods,and I WILL help save people,for I am a grand priestess of the light and the void,and shall distribute the knowledge I collect to as many people as possible. " Uda proceeds to copy the pandaren sketches and books,and neatly places the writings her pile,she puts her pile of scrolls into her bag. she thanks the monks,and heads to stormwind and dalaran,to post her message ,full of hope that the United piesthood of azaroth would take off and step up to the task at hand.
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