Figments of the past haunt me. These flashes of a life so long ago. Perhaps they aren’t even my memories. The things I do remember chill me to the core. His voice always guiding me back to those thoughts. No matter how much I fight he will always be with me. More so now; now that I have returned to his home. To find him and bring myself salvation. Perhaps within that I will regain all that has been lost to me. Perhaps then I will find the meaning behind this locket.

-Ilianah
Argmar’s Hammer, Dragonblight

That visit from Jonathon has shaken me more than I’d care to admit. I thought I could run from my past and that if I ran far enough it would not find me. I guess I was wrong. So now I must continue on my journey knowing they are trying to find me. I can not go back until I find the answers and as much as it pains me to hide from Nori it just must be done. I know she will be fine without me just a bit longer and I wish I could say the same about Alyania. I just can’t worry about them both right now. For once I just need to worry about myself.

It seems like forever since I’ve picked up my blades. It was careless of me to believe I could just get by on smoke and mirrors. I am finding myself again even if it is with great difficulty. The spirit healer has become somewhat of a new friend in recent days. While she does not say much when I find myself upon her I know that my mistakes have brought me to her. There is a warmth about her even in the coolness of death, if one can even call it death. I have seen death and on a great many instances caused death but I’m not sure this is it.

Either way it is time for me to find the shaman. I know he is out here in Kalimdor somewhere. I guess the best place to start is Orgrimmar.

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