Diary Entry, Twenty-sixth of November

I regret many things. I regret the lives I cannot save. I regret the lives I take in vain to provide a lesson to my foes that they will never learn. Worst of all though, I regret that all of my actions, all of my battles were not enough to stop Wrynn's war machine from devastating the lands and claiming horde territory as I knew it would. I regret that I have failed in my primary goal of helping to fortify the territory of our allies, that our own lands would be doubly safe.

Jazari Mechavolt wishes to turn me against my own allies. I see that now. He thinks I am unaware of what the Dark Lady does, but he is mistaken. She is using powerful forces the likes of which I could only dream of controlling. While she uses them to ill purpose, if I could learn them and turn them to my own ends I would be unstoppable, and Silvermoon would indeed be safe eternally. That then is my goal. I will look away from the acts that she commits, even if deep in my heart they do cause me some hesitation and worry. I cannot risk the lives of my people due to some concerns about civilians who were WELL aware that their village was in a war zone!

I am disappointed in Jazari. I thought that he was my friend, and that he cared for me. Instead he is in a warlike mood now, and marches to battle beside murderers and thieves. He does not even realize that he is changing, that he is becoming everything he sought to fight against. It saddens me in a way, as he was ultimately innocent inside. I fear he has lost that spark, and I've no way to tell him, to show him what is happening inside him.

I cannot even speak with him anymore, and with his loss I have lost virtually all of my friends and loved ones. I am truly alone now, and must forge my own path forward. I only hope that somewhere those who have passed before me can look upon my works and be proud one day. I hope that Kyli is out there somewhere, watching over me.

That thought is all I have to comfort me now. I am alone and it is a cold world in which I must dwell. I will not put down my sword though, not until I have ended this and stopped Wrynn's war machine once and for all. Even if every night I will relive these moments, and hear Jazari's words chiding me in my dreams.