kreios
03-09-2010, 12:07 AM
Entry number 1:
I am a High elf
not, ablood elf
My name is Kreios
Kreios Dawnblade
My Brother is Kelel Dawnblade
Okay, my quill works.
I don't know much to write so i will just write how i came upon this book. This tome was given to me by my brother Kelel, who as of today is a certified mage going on his first assignment for the Kirin Tor. It is a simple task, just a small demon problem in orgrimmar, the warlocks in the cleft of shadows let lose something my brother said were felhunters. I dont much like demons, i have only had one experience with one, when i was only 35 i got separated from my family while in the bazaar in silvermoon, i wondered to murder row and got scared, so when i saw people i ran toward them. As it turns out warlocks dont like children running and crying anywhere near them, so he sent something after me.
Thats all i remembered, i saw some horrid figure, leap at me, then it went black.
I woke up in my brothers arms. He told that warlocks were cowardly and hid behind their demons, that the true path if you wanted to use magic was to study hard and practice.
So I did, I followed him the next day to watch him train to be a mage, it intrigued me, so I tried to mimic him, and i did it. It wasnt much but a tiny spark flew from my hand. I loved it. It was like nothing i ever felt before, I felt weakened but at the same time immensely powerful. From then on I trained everyday.
I am a High elf
not, ablood elf
My name is Kreios
Kreios Dawnblade
My Brother is Kelel Dawnblade
Okay, my quill works.
I don't know much to write so i will just write how i came upon this book. This tome was given to me by my brother Kelel, who as of today is a certified mage going on his first assignment for the Kirin Tor. It is a simple task, just a small demon problem in orgrimmar, the warlocks in the cleft of shadows let lose something my brother said were felhunters. I dont much like demons, i have only had one experience with one, when i was only 35 i got separated from my family while in the bazaar in silvermoon, i wondered to murder row and got scared, so when i saw people i ran toward them. As it turns out warlocks dont like children running and crying anywhere near them, so he sent something after me.
Thats all i remembered, i saw some horrid figure, leap at me, then it went black.
I woke up in my brothers arms. He told that warlocks were cowardly and hid behind their demons, that the true path if you wanted to use magic was to study hard and practice.
So I did, I followed him the next day to watch him train to be a mage, it intrigued me, so I tried to mimic him, and i did it. It wasnt much but a tiny spark flew from my hand. I loved it. It was like nothing i ever felt before, I felt weakened but at the same time immensely powerful. From then on I trained everyday.