tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180718392011-04-22T02:46:57.304+03:00Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.comBlogger671100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-12765499708836406962007-01-16T14:15:00.000+02:002007-01-16T14:21:00.006+02:00

This is it then.The Dark Portal is open and I'm standing in front of it. Masses of Alliance Heroes and hordes of Horde warriors are pouring in. And soon... so am I.This is what my dreams have been trying to tell me. This is THE adventure.Goodbye Azeroth!

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-6641874916966851992007-01-10T21:17:00.000+02:002007-01-10T21:23:48.400+02:00

The world is finally coming to and end, I fear.I was right about the calm. The calm before the storm. The thunder has struck in Blasted Lands. The demons are pouring out of The Dark Portal.The Argent Dawn tries to fight back. Even the bravest of Alliance and Horde stand in front of the gate taking the impact of the pouring felforce.But if it's truly The Burning Legion that is coming out, we

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-12987135971860308552006-12-28T15:51:00.000+02:002006-12-28T16:25:24.778+02:00

The humans live such short lives that they actually count their time in years. Maybe it's the knowledge of death looming above their heads, but they also have beautiful rituals at the turn of the year. They often reflect the year that has ended and make promises for the year to come. Promises of starting a better life. Resolutions.Not that anyone ever keeps them, I've been told. But the humans

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-57280157024998948682006-12-22T12:17:00.000+02:002006-12-22T12:19:43.328+02:00

Dear friends, old and new, wherever you are!It has truly been great honor to fight by your side this year. And not only fight, I have shared many memorable moments with you also out of battlefield. My heart does fill with pride and joy from just the sheer knowledge that I have friends and allies such as yourselves.Remember your loved ones now, tell and show them how much you care. I fear that

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-87086900708226528882006-12-12T17:32:00.000+02:002006-12-12T17:47:24.785+02:00

I am confused. Very confused. I thought I had discovered what the draenei are about. Demons in disguise. I travelled to Chillwind Camp in Plaguelands to let the blue monsters know that I am on to their little secret.I wasn't quite prepared to what happened.The blue one told me he's in Plaguelands to learn about the history of Uther. Uther Lightbringer? The hero of Alliance? The holy Knight of

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-48973946532754161702006-12-07T23:39:00.000+02:002006-12-07T23:47:26.656+02:00

I know now.I know their filthy little secret.I remeber.The nightmare. The blue demons that held me captive over a year ago.The draenei...

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-3673942190681417062006-12-07T16:09:00.000+02:002006-12-07T16:15:45.881+02:00

It seems the world didn't come to an end. Yet. But something else has happened. Something unexpected.They call themselves "the draenei". All of the sudden they have appeared in Western Plaguelands, in Ashenvale, in Swamp of Sorrows, in Hinterlands, in Darnassus and Stormwind... Everywhere it seems.They have set up residence in islands near Teldrassil. But they are quite protective about it at the

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-11928805241383971962006-12-04T13:40:00.000+02:002006-12-04T13:52:05.393+02:00

Something has been going on for awhile now. Something I can't really describe in words. Does it have to do with the news that was published in The Herald some time ago?Everything is peaceful and quiet.Too peaceful.Too quiet.Just like before the storm.

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-57102847554382867622006-11-06T15:15:00.000+02:002006-11-06T15:25:28.803+02:00

Is the end of the world upon us?I was reading an article from The Alliance Herald about a construction that's the size of a mountain travelling through netherspace. According to Sparkyle - who has been researching this netherspace anomaly for weeks - this construction is on a crash course with Azeroth.A mountain crashing to Azeroth?Next time I meet my friends from the Herald, I must enquire more

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1161958279294537492006-10-27T17:00:00.000+03:002006-10-30T14:22:35.297+02:00

After preparing the ritual of elements for most of the night, I finally got some sleep few hours ago. What woke me up was the dreams... again.I had barely fallen asleep when I heard a cry for help from far away. It was Alenjye, I know. I started running towards her. I ran over the Stonetalon mountains. I had to run faster, so I took away my robe as I run.I ran through Barrens. I ran across the

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1161768304089977402006-10-25T11:55:00.000+03:002006-10-30T14:22:35.229+02:00

I have travelled four corners of the world now in my quest for the ritual of the elements. I have been burned by the fire elementals of Burning Steppes. I have been drowned by the water elementals in the coast of Feralas. I have been pounded by heavy earth elementals of Silithus. I have suffocated and struck by lightnings of air elementals of Hillsbrad Foothills. I have looked death in the eyes

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1157968089290130562006-09-11T12:40:00.000+03:002006-10-30T14:22:35.156+02:00

I took a short break from the ritual and attended The Nature Market other Wardens were holding in Darnassus. And against all odds I saw beloved Alenjye again. Just the sight of her makes my heart feel warm. Although, I still cannot grasp or understand what has happened to her, and why.I took Ali to meet priestess Tiili and was very concerned of what she told. Tiili, it seems, has a gift of sight

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1157201620424547132006-09-02T15:45:00.000+03:002006-10-30T14:22:35.049+02:00

Now I am ready, miss Tiili!After long meditation I now know what I must do.Three days ago Moonwarden Stormwind summoned me to the shrine. She had a task in mind for me. Something I didn't quite grasp at first. We sat and meditated at the shrine and I got a vision - from Aessina.Restoring the rituals of the old is an important task to The Wardens. Tiili touched my inner insecurities and showed me

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1156353932905858412006-08-23T20:00:00.000+03:002006-10-30T14:22:34.976+02:00

Goodbye Iani, may the gods and goddesses have more mercy on you in death than they did in life!I am not proud of what I did. But when my dagger slit through you , when the holy fire shooting from the skies burned the last of your remaining flesh, I saw you were actually happy. Your eyes smiled for a brief moment before... before the remainder of your un-life flickered away.I know you would have

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1156165266373482262006-08-21T16:00:00.000+03:002006-10-30T14:22:34.907+02:00

Dear Aessina, Elune or whatever...I'm sorry, Iani!

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1154266724078757362006-07-30T16:33:00.000+03:002006-10-30T14:22:34.843+02:00

I haven't slept this long for ages. The battle of Quill and Sword in Zul'Gurub was so fierce and intence that immediately after I got to an inn I crashed on the bed, and I'm just starting to eat breakfast ... almost 48 hours later.But it was good. And I feel good, now. I got the best leaders and companions for this trip. Can't say I feel sorry for the trolls, but in all honesty, they didn't have

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1154095959890199102006-07-28T17:03:00.000+03:002006-10-30T14:22:34.779+02:00

This I overheard in The Barracks of Quill and Sword:A bloodlord among the trolls is becoming increasingly bolder and needs to be put down or at least take enough losses to his forces to stop his advances temporarily. We have been asked to deliver that blow!Needless to say, that I enlisted for the expedition. After the jungle fever, after all that the trollkin have done to me and my family, it

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1153743491352111112006-07-24T15:12:00.000+03:002006-10-30T14:22:34.709+02:00

Who are you?I've been sitting at your shrine for days now. Meditating. Listening. During the days mostly, out of Elune's sight. At nights I get the feeling Elune's searching for me. I feel the moon staring at me. I still love you Elune, I just can't live with you anymore. Your love is eating me and my soul. I need something more. I need ... freedom.Aessina, can you give it to me? This morning I

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1152097527398053902006-07-05T14:03:00.000+03:002006-12-28T16:23:27.439+02:00

What a morning...The Scourge invasion, it seems, has been stopped before it even begun. I joined celebrations in Stormwind last night, and now my head hurts.The footsteps of people passing by sound like the fireworks last night. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!Why isn't there a cure for hangover?

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1152022856275176592006-07-04T16:47:00.000+03:002006-12-28T16:23:11.419+02:00

Like the surface of the water, or the moon, our lives seems to be constantly changing. For some time now I have kept my innermost thoughts to myself, even from you my journal. Many things have happened in such a short while.I followed my heart, and resigned from The Order. It is the hardest thing I've had to do. Probably in my whole life. I left my friends. What I'm glad of, is that leaving has

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1151495789308940372006-06-28T14:44:00.000+03:002006-12-28T16:22:54.925+02:00

I'm sitting in Auberdine, listening to the rain, my every muscle aches... I don't think I've slept in days. I have dark shadows around my eyes and I've lost some weight... I'm turning into a zombie myself.I came to the inn to rest, but I can't. Whenever I close my eyes, I hear the sound of million skeletons rattling their bones.The Scourge.We thought we had won. We all thought they've been

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1149671275613665252006-06-07T11:47:00.000+03:002006-12-28T16:22:40.175+02:00

Meditation is the best way to clear my mind and distance myself from emotions. That's what I truly needed.My head and heart were in chaos after seeing Alenjye. They still are. But at least now I can write about it. Writing helps to put things in perspective.But how can Alenjye's return be put in any perspective?What is the correct way to react when you see your dead sister standing in front of

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1149589170100114832006-06-06T13:18:00.000+03:002006-12-28T16:21:13.192+02:00

Dear Goddess...My head is spinning. I still haven't quite --It's just too --I keep going over and over what happened and still --I can't even write full sentences.I can't believe what I've seen.--Ali is alive!How?Why?What?Who?--It's just --

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1149513691774033742006-06-05T15:56:00.000+03:002006-12-28T16:21:26.091+02:00

The spring leaves are growing. The year is changing into summer. Every year, the green of the spring forest reminds me of you. Every year, I remember what was taken away from me.And every year I come and visit you.Or the place where I last saw you. Where I saw your crippled corpse. Where I buried you, and later our parents, too.And there I share my life and my heart with you. Hoping that you can

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1149084185869894612006-05-31T16:50:00.000+03:002006-12-28T16:21:40.563+02:00

I'm beginning to question my calling... Not the calling I have as a priest (Elune knows I question it often)... but the calling of the rose... my place in The Order.During the weeks of my "absence" The White Rose has grown into a strike force of no match. They venture into places like Molten Core and Zul'Gurub to deal justice and slay the taint. They have gathered an army of "raiders" around them

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1148985753064727492006-05-30T13:25:00.000+03:002006-12-28T16:20:56.985+02:00

What is the meaning of this? Who dares?There's someone out there - imposing as my sister. Calling herself Alenjye. Chanting the word amaranthine.Iani's wife - lady Kier - told me she had met an amnesiac adventurer in Stonetalon. This adventurer called herself Alenjye because it was the only name she remembered. She told Kier that she's looking for amaranthine. Or Amaranthine.Me?Even though I

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1148028361870741122006-05-19T11:41:00.000+03:002006-10-30T14:22:34.139+02:00

I heard someone calling my name - again. Twice. A womans voice from the distance. And this time I wasn't even asleep.I was sitting in the inn in Auberdine when I heard someone shouting my name. Seems like nobody else heard it.Am I going mad?Or have I already gone?

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1147959296834635442006-05-18T16:03:00.000+03:002006-12-28T16:20:18.903+02:00

I keep writing my dreams down, for they are very easy to forget. And I do believe it is very important not to forget them.Right now my mind is numb by the one I had last night.I was a star sitting on the right hand side of The Moon herself. I couldn't look at her, so I looked at the world instead. I heard someone calling my name from the surface. A woman. A voice I recognized. I leaned in to look

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1147354548027314992006-05-11T16:28:00.000+03:002006-12-28T16:22:03.449+02:00

The Horde scum! I am mad, angry, furious... They have the nerve. Again they attacked The Deeprun Tram. Curse upon them! Plague upon their cities!The attack Stormwind on Children's Week. Of all the dates! I cannot believe it.This is the time of the year when even the Horde should take care of their war orphans. And what do these monsters do? Attack Stormwind to create even more orphans. The

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1146837856771595332006-05-05T16:44:00.000+03:002006-12-28T16:20:35.247+02:00

"How are you?" is such a simple question.And like I've written in the past, it is easily avoided, also. Mere "fine" and the moment goes away. One could be bleeding to death, but the power of "fine" makes others believe the wounds have healed already.I met Drakahn again yesterday, and this time my answer was "Do you have the whole evening?" It was either that, or bleed to death. So wounded I felt.

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1146137755896140022006-04-27T14:03:00.000+03:002006-12-28T16:20:04.946+02:00

They called it The Deeprun Massacre. The Horde infiltrated Stormwind. Hid in the Deeprun Tramway. And killed everything. Everyone. Belen. Is gone.As soon as I heard about the massacre, I rushed to Stormwind as quickly as I could. The brothers in the chapel told me the news. They said Belen had missed me, waited... And now...Why does everything I love crumble? Why do everyone I love die? My sister

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1143823520808603492006-03-31T19:28:00.000+03:002006-12-28T16:19:46.928+02:00

I am truly sorry I had to leave the cathedral without seeing you first. But in all honesty, it has truly become time for me to go and look for my friends... The Order... They must be wondering where I have been. I worry about them, and miss them. And Iani, I must find out what has happened to him.Today it just struck me that I really cannot postpone this any further. I must go.I am truly, truly

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1142252257787378522006-03-13T14:09:00.000+02:002006-12-28T16:19:31.047+02:00

Something is terribly wrong.Besides the fact that I've been lying in a deep hibernation for the past couple of weeks. And now I have been regaining strength inside the sturdy walls of Cathedral of Light.Besides that.It's Iani.Something has happened to him. I can sense it through through the shard of the soul we share. Or actually, I can't. And that's what's troubling me. I keep on reaching him,

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1141651163615190022006-03-06T15:00:00.000+02:002006-12-28T16:19:13.177+02:00

My gracious. I am in Stormwind. In the Catherdal of Light.A handsome young priest entered the chamber I'm in just after I had written my previous entry. He was surprised to see me awake.What he told me blew me away. Apparently I have been in a state of sleep for weeks. At least a fortnight if not more.He told me that two paladins had brought me in the temple weeks ago. The paladins had found my

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1141649064147120492006-03-06T14:37:00.000+02:002006-10-30T14:22:33.628+02:00

That is what I am. Thickheaded, self-centered ass.And why? Do I really have to ask myself why?Poor, poor Amarïs, it seems I neverever learn. I keep falling in the same traps and holes over and over again. I have these moments of clarity, when I realize that my life needs new direction or purpose, and I keep falling in the same patterns every time...Can't a night elf learn from his mistakes?

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1139322434138573652006-02-07T16:17:00.000+02:002006-12-28T16:18:54.247+02:00

The druids of Moonglade sure know how to throw a party. Just a while ago I was whining and moping about everything. And now, now I feel like a million gold coins. I so love fireworks.The spirits of the elders have risen to honor a great triumph over an ancient evil. It has proven a golden opportunity for searchers like me to visit old spirits, long gone, and share insight about the past. Lene is

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1138198130289043352006-01-25T15:55:00.000+02:002006-12-28T16:18:35.334+02:00

Quite recently I met an old friend, Drakahn Stormstrider, while I was paying a visit to Darnassus. He asked me a question that really stopped me. "How are you doing?" I of course gave him a short answer about my recent whereabouts and happenings and adventures.But I started really to think... how exactly am I doing?I've been living with the timbermaws for weeks now. I've been working hard to gain

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1136467610380217712006-01-05T11:24:00.000+02:002006-12-28T16:18:16.110+02:00

What a day I've had. The rumors of the Auction House opening in Darnassus proved to be true. I don't remember when I've seen Darnassus so lively and vibrant. What I've previously said about commercialism ruining the city... At least for now my fears have been proven wrong.Outside the Auction House I met an elf with very, very disturbing news. Now it seems, that five years after the last war, a

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1136292861710240482006-01-03T14:36:00.000+02:002006-12-28T16:17:10.847+02:00

I feel... strange. Having survived the illness and weakness I travelled to test my strength in Burning Steppes. I needed it. This. To know if I'm strong again.I did manage myself against the black dragonkin... But, there's always a but. One almost got me. And in the flash of bloodcovered pain I felt the urge. The shadows. The power. The path of discipline is not an easy one. The strength of

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1136213329207982282006-01-02T16:46:00.000+02:002006-10-30T14:22:33.309+02:00

No need to be pessimistic or philosophical, I just love fireworks so. I spent hours watching them on new year. All hail the gnomes!I made a promise to myself, too. And to you my dear journal. I won't neglect you or me the way I have done.

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1135931332605805422005-12-30T10:03:00.000+02:002006-12-28T16:17:51.941+02:00

As I've been bedbound and weak for several weeks, I've started thinking about the nature of weakness ... and power.What does absolute power feel like? To decide the lives and deaths of thousands? To march armies against each others? What did Malfurion and Tyrande think five years ago on the day in Mount Hyjal, when she ordered armies of elves against the demons? How did they feel?Goddess knows,

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1135868248268874932005-12-29T16:43:00.000+02:002006-12-28T16:17:30.976+02:00

Curse these hands. And curse my pride. And curse the powers that failed me.I have not been able to write my journal in a month due to a misfortune. Darnassus has been good for me while I've been recuperating from my injuries. My fingers still ache while I'm writing this, but at least they move.I still have very vague memories of what happened to me. All I remember is returning from a journey to

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1132831459030381802005-11-24T13:08:00.000+02:002006-12-28T16:16:49.603+02:00

I've wrote about this so many times before, but this city gives me a headache. I cannot possibly understand how people volutarily live inside this lava-filled dungeon. Dwarves are an exeptional race for being able to live here, yet I can't undestand why so many elves have decided to move to Ironforge.Where there should be sky there's just mountain of rock. Where there should be trees there are

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1132584160493906732005-11-21T16:26:00.000+02:002006-12-28T16:16:30.613+02:00

It felt good to see the people of White Rose again. It was like coming home.Our most noble and esteemed leader Dippledop had called The Order to meet in Twilight Grove for a special meeting. It seems that more and more people have heard The Call and are now willing and eager to find the answer of the rose. Twilight Grove is a place where we have held many of our meetings and tournaments. That

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1132326750700606842005-11-18T17:10:00.000+02:002006-12-28T16:16:15.048+02:00

There is one good thing about spending time here in the temple. I have forgotten how calming the presence of The Goddess is. And strengthening.

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1132304174602801862005-11-18T10:53:00.000+02:002006-10-30T14:22:32.885+02:00

I do wish Nelmeena was here. I've been talking with a dozen of priests and I've read hundreds of old writings... yet I still have found out nothing about the ritual Nelmeena mentioned.I do pray that the girl is safe.

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I am quite exhausted from all the travelling I have done yet again. I got an urgent message from my friend Nelmeena yesterday. She wanted me to meet her in a tavern in Old Town of Stormwind. She gave no explanation whatsoever, yet I understood from the tone of her message that it was important.Old Town, it's not my favourite part of Stormwind, but when a friend calls... And I was in the city

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1132066818564602962005-11-15T16:57:00.000+02:002006-10-30T14:22:32.752+02:00

Never drink Dwarven Stout again... Ush...

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Travelling to face a certain death in Molten Core, has made me think about my life... my achievements. Most importantly of all, it has made me think about love.Even now, when I'm sitting in a dark corner of an inn in Stormwind, I see romancing people around me. I see scarred adventurers, men-of-arms, who after a hard day of orc-slaying - or whatever - have come home and their loved ones are

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1131919143258916532005-11-13T23:45:00.000+02:002006-12-28T16:15:14.444+02:00

Ever since returning from my ... dream exile ... to the real world, I've been travelling like crazy. Only last week did I travel from Gadgetzan to Darnassus and Ironforge to Scholomance. All around the world it seems. I keep going at a fast pace. Am I in such a hurry to get myself killed?My strangest journey thus far took me deep into the core of the very earth itself. The members of White Rose,

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After my ventures in the Sunken Temple, I travelled to Gadgetzan, the goblin capital in Tanaris desert. Not that I like the dry air and sand in my hair, but I had to come, since I had a meeting with a troll Yeh'kinya near here. We had to discuss about the Avatar of Hakkar, and the essence of the foul god I captured in the temple. Not that I remember what we talked... It's a bit too painful to

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1131307018675129782005-11-06T21:37:00.000+02:002006-12-28T16:14:34.006+02:00

Lately I have been far more succesful in my adventures in the world of commerce than before. I do think my father would be proud to see my tailoring business thriving as it is.Yesterday as I was in Auction House doing my usual business of selling mooncloth, I was approached by a gettogether band of adventurers. These brave people were on their way to a place called Sunken Temple, The temple of

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1130851999076835902005-11-01T15:06:00.000+02:002006-12-28T16:13:43.810+02:00

I'm trying to make honest living as a tailor, but like I've written before, my trials have not been successfull as of yet. I have this somewhat unique pattern of a cloak, which I thought might be worth something to someone. The difficult part is that I lack some of the ingredients needed to make one.So... I travelled to Un'Goro crater, the volcano here is swarming with fire elementals. It feels

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My first trial as mooncloth vendor did not go well. Apparently 12 gold coins is too much for four days work.Silly.It seems that in the Auction House there are always people who are willing to just get their stuff sold first, no matter the cost. It's a buyers market, not sellers. I wonder how the others do it?

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I've never truly understood the basics of economy. Maybe that's why I'm a better priest than a tailor. I wish I would have listened to the teachings of my parents. I have very little possessions so I decided to venture into the world's commercial capital, Ironforge, and try my luck at the Auction House, selling my products there. Mainly mooncloth I'm selling. As I've heard one can make good money

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1130633394536696052005-10-30T03:31:00.000+02:002006-12-28T16:13:23.041+02:00

No time to rest on my heels, it seems. I'm still confused about what has happened to me, yet I did manage to get myself into helping two adventurers. All of the sudden I was in Felwood, then in Azshara, and then Felwood again. Bizarre how things go. And fast. Luckily I have been battling demons before, because the one we faced today was a bastard. When the demon attacked, I did get an eerie

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1130495485974535892005-10-28T12:50:00.000+03:002006-12-28T16:13:05.068+02:00

Darnassus! At last! I cannot believe I am resting in an inn in my beloved home. And how strange was the way I got here. I feel like crying out of happiness.Yesterday I was pondering the course of my life in a strange desert in an unknown part of the world. The sun was burning my brains and I lied down in a shade of a tree. I must have fallen asleep, because I saw a familiar sight in front of me.

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1130402314138526912005-10-27T11:14:00.000+03:002006-12-28T16:12:40.271+02:00

Yesterday I couldn't get sleep. And I still can't. At first, I thought that I'd go after the gnome that bumped into me. I thought, I'd find her and ask if she'd take me home. Then I started thinking about the wierd dreams and encounters that I've had these past few days.I was apparently brought here for a reason. I am not mad nor hallucinating. The thought of searching the mage had a familiar

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1130327091436458992005-10-26T14:41:00.000+03:002006-10-30T14:22:31.903+02:00

The most horrible thought struck me! How long have I been in captivity, how long have I been away? It could easily be a year... a decade... a century... Are the people I know, still alive? Is The Order still holding together? Maybe the memories I met in my dream were spirits of my dead friends.What a frightening thought.

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1130323194403631902005-10-26T13:32:00.000+03:002006-12-28T16:12:15.574+02:00

This morning, as I was ready to go to sleep, I met someone. At least I think I did.My camp was approached by a tiny stranger dressed in travelling robes. She was very much in her thoughts because she literally bumped into me as she was walking. At first I thought she was a crawler of some sort because of the way she moved. She moved as if she was searching for something that had fallen on the

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1130244533554740532005-10-25T15:47:00.000+03:002006-10-30T14:22:31.711+02:00

I must be loosing my mind...I swear I saw someone in a distance. I tried to shout and wave, but the figure disappeared.Am I hallucinating?

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1130228854702223202005-10-25T10:54:00.000+03:002006-12-28T16:11:45.789+02:00

There is something mystical in this place... How it affects me - especially my dreams.Maybe writing down my dreams will help me to understand what's happening to me. It is either that or talk to myself (which I have found out that I'm doing).I saw a field of white roses and a circle of people sitting in the field. While I approached them, I recognized the figures Celethan, Logiar, Reyn, Drumelix,

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1130141427426284632005-10-24T11:08:00.000+03:002006-12-28T16:11:19.795+02:00

Elune! No! I have travelled for two day and nights and now... Goddess, why have you forsaken me? I am exactly in the same spot where I started. I feel like crying. I am tired and I am hungry...I will die here in this desert. I am sure of that.

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1129902257312745482005-10-21T16:35:00.000+03:002006-10-30T14:22:31.477+02:00

A most bizarre thing happened. I left my camp to scout around. I needed to find out where I am. I was gone not more than an hour. But as I came back, I saw that someone had visited my camp and left me food and water for three days worth. I tried to find tracks, but I saw none. The sand around the campfire has only my bootprints. I shouted thanks, but no one answered. Strange indeed. I ate for the

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1129880890898624542005-10-21T09:21:00.000+03:002006-12-07T23:45:22.172+02:00

Elune, I feel like I've slept for days. My every inch hurts like being beaten. I had the most horrible nightmare, though I do not believe it can be only a dream. It was way too lifelike. I have to write it down, the parts I remember at least. It may be important if I try to recall what has happened to me... or how I ended up in this vile place.In my dream there were pillars of fire and blue

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1129804877004130332005-10-20T13:37:00.000+03:002006-10-30T14:22:31.325+02:00

When was the last time I had food? When was the last time I had water? Think Amarïs, think. How long was I captive? And where am I now? My every possession was stolen. What happened? I wish I could remember...I am too tired. Elune bless me and keep me safe till I find my way to civilization.

Amarïshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17736466508692119129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071839.post-1129794389452549102005-10-20T10:40:00.000+03:002006-10-30T14:22:31.156+02:00

What has happened to me? How long has it been since I last saw the moon? The sky? How long has it been since I last smelled the grass or hear the trees breathin? I must clear my head before I write more. Elune have mercy for what I have done...

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