*Biara lef her
diary open and sitting on her writing table. She had written in it quickly before having her wounds tended to.*
What can I write here except that this evening was a complete and utter disaster? This time no one can blame ME for it either. I was fortunate enough to listen to some raving manianc preach about some upcoming death and destruction for over two hours. The Lady Sur'adar continues to reject any requests for assistance against the alliance since she is afraid of the Brotherhood of Dusk. She is all but useless to our cause. Perhaps she should retire for real? In addition, a forsaken keeps accosting me and accusing me of treachery in the most base and false way possible.
Would that these things had been all I experienced, I would have been more than fine as I write in this diary. Unfortunately, after three hours of such treatment in all, I was visited by none other than Malakori, whom I expected to have a pleasant conversation with. Not only is she still angry about what I believed to be a minor disagreement several days before, but it is almost as if something is wrong with her very mind. She renounced her loyalty to House Runesong and declared her desire to coexist peacefully with the Alliance! My shock could not have been greater when she spoke these words, and yet that was not the worst to come!
She stormed off, and returned some hours later after I had been in battle to accuse me of warmongering. She implied that I am to blame for the tensions between the horde and alliance! Preposterous! Finally, after exchanging words with her, the obviously insane trolless BEAT me! My eyes are blackened and my lip is split. My blood covered the paving stones of the Royal Exchange. I have never seen such unwarranted behavior before.
Perhaps my original thoughts, and those echoed by Chalce are correct. Perhaps such creatures should never be trusted or allowed within our city. I know that my aching head wishes that they had never been at this point. And to think I helped Malakori through so many things, including the horrible change she had to undergo! It is nothing short of base treachery!
Of course, I doubt anyone will care about this. I'm quite sure that Lord Runesong will bring her back into his embrace just as soon as he sits her down to talk. I'm sure that my sister won't even think to check on me after she's finished drinking her victory celebrations this evening. Only Hauk even saw my injuries, and he went off to battle before we could discuss the matter in depth.
I will attempt to rest now. My ability to meditate is utterly shattered by the ache in my head and the anger I hold in my heart.
What can I write here except that this evening was a complete and utter disaster? This time no one can blame ME for it either. I was fortunate enough to listen to some raving manianc preach about some upcoming death and destruction for over two hours. The Lady Sur'adar continues to reject any requests for assistance against the alliance since she is afraid of the Brotherhood of Dusk. She is all but useless to our cause. Perhaps she should retire for real? In addition, a forsaken keeps accosting me and accusing me of treachery in the most base and false way possible.
Would that these things had been all I experienced, I would have been more than fine as I write in this diary. Unfortunately, after three hours of such treatment in all, I was visited by none other than Malakori, whom I expected to have a pleasant conversation with. Not only is she still angry about what I believed to be a minor disagreement several days before, but it is almost as if something is wrong with her very mind. She renounced her loyalty to House Runesong and declared her desire to coexist peacefully with the Alliance! My shock could not have been greater when she spoke these words, and yet that was not the worst to come!
She stormed off, and returned some hours later after I had been in battle to accuse me of warmongering. She implied that I am to blame for the tensions between the horde and alliance! Preposterous! Finally, after exchanging words with her, the obviously insane trolless BEAT me! My eyes are blackened and my lip is split. My blood covered the paving stones of the Royal Exchange. I have never seen such unwarranted behavior before.
Perhaps my original thoughts, and those echoed by Chalce are correct. Perhaps such creatures should never be trusted or allowed within our city. I know that my aching head wishes that they had never been at this point. And to think I helped Malakori through so many things, including the horrible change she had to undergo! It is nothing short of base treachery!
Of course, I doubt anyone will care about this. I'm quite sure that Lord Runesong will bring her back into his embrace just as soon as he sits her down to talk. I'm sure that my sister won't even think to check on me after she's finished drinking her victory celebrations this evening. Only Hauk even saw my injuries, and he went off to battle before we could discuss the matter in depth.
I will attempt to rest now. My ability to meditate is utterly shattered by the ache in my head and the anger I hold in my heart.
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