Jurnal 3:  Wood is WOULD, and cood is COULD, and shud is SHOULD.  WHY???????????????????????  [It is underscored several times.] I WOULD like to kill whoever invinted this sistem.  Way is WEI when it is my pan […]

Jurnal 2: Why are things not spelled like they are spoken? It makes no sens. Silek is not Silek, he is SiElIC.  I talked to him.[scratchout]I volinteered to gard him from people who would hurt him. It was my […]

JURNAL 1:  The Justicar told me to keep a jurnal from now on. I am [scratchout] not good with words. Spelling is hard. Reeding is hard. But she sez is it importint. So I will do it.  My name is Cael. I am a w […]

Seething shadows clawed at the group in front of the fallen tree, fighting as viciously as the Templars who blocked their path to the other party while they confronted Sielic for a final time. Above, watching […]

[A note is tied around a bottle of something alcoholic, dark, and smelling strong enough to knock over a vrykul, next to a little cloth bag filled with something hard and granular, sitting in front of Jorinak’s […]

[A letter sits, folded and wedged in the doorjamb of Zaanthe’s room, written on a spare half-sheet of parchment in a slow, crude hand that bespoke lack of practice but also care, each word written painstakingly in […]

Cael gingerly, very gingerly, took the new sword in her hand.  It was nothing special, just another replacement for her old one. Her armor was still being worked on, but the sword was ready.  Good thing one of u […]

Koryander took Cael to her room, instead of the barracks. Cael did not resist. She was barely capable of putting one foot in front of the other. The paladin gently helped her get her gore-encrusted armor off, and […]

The stables were quiet, private, and happily, indoors.  For these reasons, she chose them to use as a place to work out when the cold and wind and snow was too much to be outside.  Icy howls through knotholes c […]

Trucebreakers.  Racists. Liars.  Murderers. Never, not in what short life she could properly remember, had Cael thought those words would apply to the Templars of the Rose.  Yet here she stood, chest heaving ra […]

Cael hissed a bit as she gingerly unbuckled the steel forged pauldrons. They THUNKed heavily to the wooden floor there in the barracks. Gauntlets followed; then boots and the rest of it. Each hit the wood with a […]

A book on chess lay atop frozen ground and a neatly folded cloak, page marked four in with a leaf. Beyond it, a mass of muscle and red fur moved to excise her restlessness. Reading was hard, much more so for her […]

“Mrrrph-” grunting “-son of a- motherless-” grunt, breathless curse “-Lightforsaken-” the Westguard dwarf swore, then, as the half-burned timber, still smoking in the chilly arctic air, fell from her fingers. It […]

WARNINGS: Abuse, torture, starvation, mindfuckery, conditioning, graphic gore and violence, cannibalism, slavery, wanting to die, dehumanization, mentions of PTSD.

The hour was late as Cael padded softly up […]

She visited the night elves, in Darnassus, alone. It was something she felt had to be done by herself, though the death knight’s offer was kind indeed. Under the great sprawling boughs of a tree bigger than she […]

The bath houses of Westguard were both a luxury and a necessity. Fighting the vrykul and undead that roamed the area -and more recently, demons and their masters- left a certain odor behind, and for the sanity of […]

Test”…W-What a mess,” Cael muttered with a sigh as she looked at the wreck of her armor. The rescue mission she’d volunteered for turned out to be a bit of a doozy, evidenced by her steel gear, now laid on a […]

“Take it back! T-Take it back!” shouted the red haired six year old, pummeling the older, larger child with her tiny fists. “You take- you take it back right now or I’ll beat you into the dirt!” Another boy, […]

Cael exited the keep and turned, seeking the dark corner with the bench she saw earlier. There it was. Concentrating on keeping her human form, she sat, and closed her eyes to listen, breathing deeply until her […]