My mentor told me writing one of these would help me calm myself during moment of struggle, so here I am. I'm writing this from within the Silver Hand barracks... quite a nice place if I do say so myself. I have a bed... my mace... and a whole footlocker! Incredible!

I've been assigned to go to Darnassus in order to broaden my horizons, and then lend my mace in the fight against the Horde in Ashenvale. While I adore any reason to go and fight, the journey to Darnassus is a bit intimidating. I mean, they say it's a massive tree. The elves I meet are so kind, I hope that they're all like that. Regardless, I should ride for Menethil Harbor as soon as the dawn breaks. I'm going to miss Stormwind.



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