A new life

[Sulajin]

The Journal of Melric

Well I've done it now. I got myself signed up with Sanctuary. I think I regret it now, too. I had allways known that their methods, and goals were somewhat questionable. Seeking alliances with slavers, murderers, and monsters.

But if there is peace, then the land can recuperate and heal. There will be no more clear cutting, no more strip mining. The oceans will be unravaged, and people can once more live at ease. Is that worth it?

I know about a certain butterfly, that as a caterpillar will eat nothing but poison. It lounges hedonistically of a plant that actively tries to kill it, devouring it's tainted sap. Why does the caterpillar do such a thing? When it finally becomes a butterfly it is lovely, but no more so than any other butterfly. But its taste is repugnant from the toxins. And other creatures leave it in peace. Do the ends justify the means?

There is another one, I've noticed. This butterfly looks like the first, but does not eat the poisoned plant, or taste so foul. It sells itself as the other, and is left alone. Is that what I am?

[Sulajin]

I'm not entirely certain what to make of these folk. Sanctuary has been welcoming, and I really should go out and socialize with them more. Which I tried to do the other night.

I ran into another druid, Anthek. At least, he claimed he was a druid. What he looked like was a talking cat. Maybe you can talk if you shapeshift? I've never been able to. The mouth doesn't work, and neither does the throat. All the attempts I've made have given me the willies. Just doesn't sound right.

He was talking about talking to flowers. Which also struck me as odd. I know that all living things bear a spirit, and that if you listen you can hear them. But to speak with a tulip? Maybe he is more powerful than he seemed. Or maybe he is crazy?

I don't know which is worse.

All I know is that he vanished in the middle of the conversation. Which was a bit of a relief, after listening so much to him complaining about the flowers not talking.

[Sulajin]

I hate the orcs. I hate the goblins. And I hate the fizzy drinks they gave me.

Oh Earthmother my head hurts.

[Sulajin]

What have I gotten myself into?

I can not believe these people, sometimes. If it's not those heinous blood rituals its breasts! Of all things! A group of elves were gossiping amongst themselves over the hearthstone.

I was reluctant to join, peace with the alliance? They rape our lands, and slaughter our people even with the peace we do have. And then to seek more peace? I don't want them getting away with more than they have.

Now I'm learning that Sanctuary is a haven for rapists, from the sound of it. They talked about drugging Anala... ananna... one of the elves, and "having their way" with her while she was asleep.

Sweet Earthmother what have I gotten into? I should talk to Vilmah. But I'm so afraid to. She drinks blood, and offers it up to the Trolls! Maybe that other Tauren? Diomades, I think he was called.

Except last time I saw him I had had a little too much to drink. Oh I hope he doesn't think less of me for it...