Ishnu-Alah my friends.Today I find myself at rest in Dalaran. Ever since arriving at this beautiful city a few weeks ago, I find the peace it brings me comforting. However I am alone. So alone. I grow tired of my own thoughts.
I miss my comrades. My friends. Why did I leave? I honestly do not know. I am lost.
Whilst walking past the Inn, I was approached by one who calls himself Lightzypher. He graciously offered me a position amongst their ranks. Honored at the request, I told him that I would give it serious thought and seek him out. I am considering tracking this priest down today and offering my services. I need that feeling of inclusion again. Day after day, I wander off alone. Just Azrael and I. Yes, Azrael is a great and trusted friend but I require brotherhood with my kind, comrades at arms. If I cannot seek out fellowship. I may have to leave the glorious land of Azeroth. Forever.
In the meantime, I have kept myself occupied by gaining favor with the multitude of factions here in Northrend. Just yesterday, I was in the company of the Kalu'ak. A strange tusked people. I was offered instruction to craft a mighty pouch that holds many rounds for my firearm. This will indeed come in handy whilst on long excursions. There are many friends to be made in this land. Enemies as well. This land is rich with lore and I yearn to experience all that I can.
Well, let us hope today brings me that which I so desire. A position where I am needed.
Should any despairing party read this entry, I am Aurendar Moonstrider, and I am for hire.
~From the journals of Aurendar Moonstrider~
"Ande'thoras-ethil"
~~Aurendar
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