The trials and tribulations of a Warden.

[Dalomere]

Tonight....It's midnight and I havn't a soul to talk to. Just hours ago Aliss was delivered to the Kirin Tor and I hav't a clue as to what to do with myself. The letter she left me has me in tears and I havn't felt like this in years.Her trial will be soon and I only hope it goes as smoothly as possible...we have our promises and our future to keep. *large dots of ink cover the rest of the line*

She's the reason I hadn't given up yet. Hope...hope is what gets us through is what we said these weeks leading to the trial. The hope for some semblence of a life and the promise I made to re read her poem to her when she gets out are all I have to get me through these next couple of days...I should probly leave that in here so it doesn't get lost in the move between Feralas and Dalaran..

Hope
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

Wisdom from days long gone.Keep it close and read it to me when I return to you, my love
Aliss.

I hope these days go quickly so that I may fufill this promise quickly..

[Dalomere]

What a horrible start to the day...I went to leave Feralas this morning and ran into one who looked identical to Aliss. Had I not been surrounded by Commander Feathermoons finest I may have broken down just there and then. En route to Dalaran I was stumbled upon by a druid....a rather strange druid who seems to know Aliss. Even with her in prison I cannot escape the thought of her long enough to calm myself.
The druid asked about a particular belonging of Aliss' that I had been toying with while on the overlook. I don't quite know what it was for but she was rather persistent about examining it. I allowed her to examine it and though she might not have known I saw her switch the stone with another. I will have to find her tomorrow night and manage a way to get the stone back. It will make for an interesting way to pass the time as I wait for the trial.....soon they say though I wish it were tonight, the beds in Dalran are small and uncomfortable, especially when sleeping alone. But sleep is needed so I may have my wits about me when I encounter this druid again.

[Dalomere]

What has happened? After such a long and grueling day how could this happen? I met the Captain in the Recluse earlier and all he did was ramble about how just his actions were, he gave up on her the moment he heard what had happened. Everyone has given up on her, nobody wants to believe after what she has done that Aliss is anything but an evil murderous zealot.
I managed to find the druid and after a very lengthy debate promises were made and truths had come out. I got Aliss’ stone back at the expense of needing to unleash that witch I hate most about my past, murder, assassination, death. I cannot escape what I was in the past but I can fight, fight for better than what I have done, Aliss and I are so similar in this aspect. If not for my occupation I would have been where she is now many many years ago. It bothers me to know end that I must do this but if it helps Aliss I don’t think there is any other option…
Silence, that’s all there is from her, my daily attempts to contact Aliss have gone unanswered. What is going on in that hellhole? Either they have already judged her and done something unthinkable or…..no….it can’t be. She promised to not give up, to fight until the very end to come back to me and make it through this. If she has given up what hope is there for her trail tonight? I…..don’t know what to do, I cannot find rest and there isn’t a soul around that would hear my pleas for help or entry to the hold to make certain she lives…. All there is to do is hope…..hope she hasn’t given up. Perhaps they found and took her bracelet? That’s all this is, an unfortunate event. I will hear from her soon enough. Tonight we go home and start our future. The mages judging her will know my intent by the end of the trial and they would be fools to cause her harm knowing well enough who….what I am.
If all goes as planned this will be my last entry before Aliss can be the one who answers the thoughts and question in my head and I may not need this journal for quite some time……..HOPE, that is all it will take.

[Dalomere]

Journal, I havn’t wrote anything in so long, so much has changed since I was here last.
Aliss is gone, she wanted me to have a life, a career, a future. The road she choose to take, Elune only knows what fate she has in store.
I don’t have time to write everything but, overall. Life has been fantastic, our organization is making headway in Ashenvale, taking the fight to the horde finally. I’ve been leading our assaults as our patrols in Tol Barad have stopped it Is the only organized fighting I am taking part in at the moment.
The Watchers havn’t had a mission for me since the trial….they said there was something in the works but I won’t be sure until I receive the orders myself.
Yueme…..there isn’t much I can write…things have just gone so well, everything feels so right, right in a way I havn’t felt for thousands of years…and with that I’m taking that step again…to be bound to another so long as we live. There is little else I could wish for once this and the remodeling at the house is complete…..Kinsera….she doesn’t know yet…I’ll tell her well enough beforehand but I still don’t think she will take the news kindly….she hasn’t been fond of the thought of anyone taking Kaiya’s place at my side. The two of us have a lot to talk about, a lot to fix. I miss her being around, the last of my own flesh and blood. I only hope in time she understands……I’ll write more once I’m able to come back again.

[Dalomere]

It’s been so long since I’ve wrote here again….life appears to have settled down, our fights with the horde are fewer and fewer, the destroyers forces are slowly being cleaned up, and I’ve been able to spend my days in Darnassus training recruits and doing as I please.

Aside from the training…my occasional tinkering and many…many conversations with some of the Elder of my order, the only strange occurrence was that female druid wandering by the house again. She just wanders the City….she almost seems lost, this time though, she just stood at the end of the walkway leading to the house though, so I decided to ask her to come in for tea again. I’m not sure if I startled her or if she had other business to attend to…the only response she had when I spoke to her was to squeak strangly and shift forms and scurried away.

[Dalomere]

I picked up the bunny....

[Dalomere]

So much to write about again....I reallly need to keep this mor up to date....Yueme is gone, she said she was called to go serve in the dream. That changes so much....she said to move on if I needed but *the ink dries as there was a time gap between writing.* I'm not even sure what to do. Janaelle called me to Stormwind a few days ago to visit her and Nikaa, she mentioned something about a man named Venedict and her having horrible nightmares, so I've been looking into both of those matters with little to no sucess......and then, to top things off, Yvira woke me up several days ago purring at the base of my bed....she had come to check on the rabbit she'd given me, and me as well I suppose....I'm still not quite sure what to think about her, she's smart, older, and I'm not sure if she's hiding something, or if she really is just so, so much more intelligent than any elf I've ever met.

[Dalomere]

Going to keep this up to date now...Yvira stopped by the house again, and now I finally know why. She claims to have seen my death in her dreams, and the only thing she remembers about it is that she was there when it happened. So, while it may be a silly sillly idea, she is going to be staying in the house and guarding it from whoever, or whatever has the intention of killing me. Not that I really mind her being around....the animals are good company and all, but they don't really talk back. Suppose that's really all for now, I'm sure there will be more to write later tonight.