Zasu's "Deathnell Diary ((Gardenia)) (rfps)

[Mortica]

((written in flowery script))

Monday

I am adjusting. At least I'm not screaming anymore. When I firstcame to... well, these last few days have been rough. I think theabsolute worst part of being half-dead is your hands. I can see thebones- on every finger. Almost symmetrical. And it's not like I can'tlook at them...

A couple of the people (I guess we're still called people.Zombies, maybe? ) here have been teaching me orcish. I know a fewwords:

Zug Zug = I understand

Lok'tar = Strength

Daboo = Yes

...but not much else. Most everyone speaks orcish, most of the-(The ghosts? The skeletons?) people here do. I have been trying tolisten in, but I can't make out many words. I guess it won't mattermuch, I'm really not too keen on meeting an orc anyway.</SPAN>

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Wednesday

I killed someone today

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Saturday

There really wasn't anything I could do about it. She came afterme. At first I froze. I couldn't understand why she was yellinggibberish at me. Her blades were drawn. But then I saw the talbard ofthe Scarlet Crusade...

I was warned, I guess. Bunch of fanatics- they think we arescourge. But we aren't! I've fought the scourge... they're mindless,grunting beasts. I don't understand how they could compare us tothose... things.

I screamed at her to stop, I really did. But she wouldn't, gibbering at me the entire time, running after me with her blades.

It was self defense. Only self defense.

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Tuesday

My orcish is getting better, much better. I wish I could stopstuttering when I speak to people. I guess I just haven't gotten usedto seeing a corpse speak. Or used to speaking as a corpse...

I have been trying to be productive. It's been difficult, to saythe least. I have begun studying the arcane arts- if only my Aunt couldsee me now. She would be so proud. I miss her, I do... even though Inever liked her. I miss all my family; friends. but it's best not todwell. That's all I did the first few days. Dwell. And cry. And scream.

I've picked up a few books. (remember to return the brown one)They're old, probably were found in the area. I did find the blue one,so I guess that's mine to keep.

Productive, yeah. I helped scrounge for supplies. It went well, Ifound a few boxes in the celler of an old building. Found a couplepictures, too. Best not to dwell.

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Thursday

I saw an orc today, a live one. In-the flesh. I was in a tavern,and he walked in. I though I was going to die. I hid behind a book(remember to return the brown one!). How childish of me. He smoked acigar and was huge.

It took me awhile to get up the courage to enter the Tavern. I musthave stood outside the door for at least ten minutes. How pathetic. ButI went in, and it was... overwhelming. Like all of this- overwhelming.

I pretended to read so no one would look at me. But I guess theydon't get new commers too often. I listened to a bit of theirconversation before they noticed me- they were discussing somethingcalled a Raeyth or Rayeth or something... I didn't catch much.

One of them (them? one of us. Face reality, kid!) offered me amaggot. Her name was Clys, and she was very nice to me. (Send her athank you note.)

I spoke all in orcish and did well. I am suprised how quickly Ipicked it up. I have been helping around town... I think it's time Imoved. They said there would be work for me in Brill. I should take upin the inn there, much better than where I've been sleeping.

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Friday

Sent Clys her thank you note. Moved into Brill. The inn is nice, covers are scratchy. Probably wool.

They hold captives down in the basement. An apothicary asked me todeliver a potion to a scarlet crusader they had found. I did. I hatethe scarlet crusade, zealots, all of them! I have had to kill several-but all in self defense! I'm not a murderer.

The potion hurt him- he fell down and stopped blabling. I screamed.A guard had to slap me to calm me down. It wasn't my fault- I was justcarrying out orders. I didn't know what the potion would do! And he wasscarlet crusade anyway- he would kill me onsite.

Self defense, I guess. But I wish they would just listen to me. AndI keep seeing her eyes, at night. How they were right before I killedher.

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Saturday

I spent most of the day in the inn, reading. I am getting sick of conjured muffins.(Make dinner reservations for tomorrow night)

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To Read

Herbs of Lordearon

The Arcane and You

Velocity Modifications of Basic Spells

Make it Now! Do it yourself potions for kids

Flora of Tirisfall

A History of the Third War

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Tuesday

I did something very bad, very, very bad today.

I was always fond of the dwarves- I remember a couple I met when I was a kid. Funny little fellows. Short. Not that I was tall.

I killed one.

I gathered spider parts for a potion. The Royal Apothicary Representative made it up- he wanted me to test it.

What have I done? It's not like I could say no...

The dwarf was a mountaineer, dressed in green. Looked like linen-probably from Loch Modain or Loch Modaan or something. Too cool to befrom Dun Murough.There were guards there. Just like last time I sopketo them, told them who had sent me. I swear I thought the potion wasfor another scarlet crusader.

Why didn't he listen to me? I told him not to drink it- I pleaded.Not loud enough for the guards to hear, but plain and clear. He justblabled at me. Gibberish. Why couldn't he speak common? All dwarvescan! Why couldn't he just listen to me? Why?

I have killed eleven people, in self defense. And one dwarf.

I do not think I should accept any jobs from the Royal Apothocary Society anymore.

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Wednesday

I am a coward.

I told myself there really wasn't anything I could do. These wereexperienced soldiers- not anything I could do but run in there and getmyself killed. Suicide by stupidity.

But really, I am just a coward.

There was the largest cat I had ever seen there. White, with blackstripes. Huge mouth, almost taller than I. The rider was tall... Icouldn't see much else.

There were others. They slaughtered the guards. Shadow PriestAllister called for reinforcements, but they killed them, too. I juststood there and yelled. First a warning, then I called them names. ButI'm a coward. I did nothing else. I am a disgrace.

Oh, but they... they were... cockroaches. Less than cockroaches.Outlaws, traitors of the alliance. To kill as they did. This humankilled a guard in front of me, I could see the life leave her eyes. Andthen he danced. The scum danced.

I cried. And then spit on him. But it was not enough. I did not do enough.

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I spoke with a nice man, Gratharas I believe his name was. Istuttered badly, but he did not seem to mind. He was a soldier... buthe did not look like a deathguard. He helped me kill bears. I waslooking for their hearts, but most of the hearts were un-usable. Hehelped me for quite awhile before he had to go. I was relieved when hedid- I felt so bad having his help. (Send him a thank you note.)

Return the brown book

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Thursday

I am never going to make any friends if I cannot speak to them.Everyone in the tavern must think I'm an idiot- stuttering up a stormlike that. I just get so flustered.

At least I stayed there longer tonight. And I was able to meet somenice people. I wish I had gotten the name of that girl who gave me tea.I really should get her a thank you note.

And she thought I fancied that other person! ("person" stilldoesn't seem right for us...) I was mortified- and right after he madefun of my stuttering. Ugh! I have GOT to work on my speaking. My orcishis okay, I only didn't understand one word... but my speakingvocabulary is limited and I stutter too much. Well, I stutter incommon, too. I wonder what he ment about having trouble with my newvoice?

I wrote back to Jaeus. I wasn't going to, but after speaking withVisararath about the Dark Lady and the RAS- I need his expertise. Andhe seems nice enough.

I still find it hard to look at myself. I made myself stare at myhands for 15 minutes today. So, that's progress I guess. I can't keepflinching at the sight of myself. I still haven't looked in a mirrorsince- well, since the first day. I'm just not ready for that, yet. AndI can barely look at the faces of others...

I wish I wasn't so socially inept. And when Visararath was upset- I can't beleive I just left. I am such a coward sometimes.


To Do List

Transplant the Briarthorn into the orange container

Collect more skittering blood

Attempt to make minor healing potions again

Cont. hand therapy

Practice conjuration



((scribbled, looks hurried))

Damnit, I lost my earing, gold from the crate of supplies I found a while back. Checked tavern, checked inn.

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Friday

Ogrimmar is Huge! And Duratar- so desolate. The red clay floors. I don't know how anyone could live there. Grathras took me (Send thank you note). I was glad for the company.

The Barrens were large. I'm glad I had a guide- but talking of the past was uncomfortable. He remembers being a scourge- I tried to remember but I couldn't. That's better, I suppose. I wouldn't want to scream again.

I've gotten a bit used to how my hands look- perhaps I'll try a mirror tomorrow.

I watched him skin- quite disgusting, but useful I suppose. And the Zepplins- that was new. Fun, though. They're supposed to be reliable...

I wish I could remember- it's better that I don't. It is. Isn't it?


((There is a scetch of a Zherva here))

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Revised To Read

Herbs of Lordearon

The Arcane and You

Velocity Modifications of Basic Spells

Make it Now! Do it yourself potions for kids

Flora of Tirisfall

A History of the Third War

Rayeth's Book


To Do

Send thank you note to gatharas ((crossed out))

Look in mirror

Return ring ((crossed out))

return brown book ((crossed out))

Water briarthorn


Saturday

Dream- I'm in the chasm under Ogrimmar, clearing out some Troggs. I'm with a Tauren (warrior? used a sword), Troll, Orc (pigtails), and other forsaken. We're all dancing. There's corpses everywhere- troggs, orcs, snakes. And yet we dance. My bag gets heavy, I pull out a large book- two large books. Runes across the covers. The books merge into one- It's Rayeth's book. I open it- Clys and her slaves pop out. (except I don't know what her slaves look like, just from what I've heard of them- I just knew they where her slaves). And they start killing everyone- shouting in common. And I know it's common, but I can't understand it for some reason. And then I have a dagger in my side and an arrow in my thigh and I'm bleeding-so much, and there is Gratharas, offering help. But he doesn't help. And the book begins to sing. And I wake up.

Can't sleep. Should respond to Jaeus- dinner would be nice.

((Several blank spaces, below is in different colored ink))

Still can't sleep. Keep having the same dream- (ask someone about this) Also- check out info on Teldrassil. Rumoured location, if anyone's seen it, etc.

Clys asked me if I liked killing.

No, I don't think I do.

Self defense, only.

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Research Notes on Teldrassil

Books consulted: A Complete Guide to Kalimdor; Atlas of the New World

- large tree rumored to be N. of Kalimdor

- accesible by ship (need confirmation!)

- planted in the image of the World Tree (New research point: World Tree)

- supposedly corrupted, cause unknown

- enhabited by elves (possibly related to high elves? research) prob. feral in nature, nocturnal, good hunters- some reports of stealth-like abilities

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Wednesday

The scourge are back. And when I saw those symbols, those purple things on the ground- it's like I was lost. Staring at them- I would never, ever admit it- but my eyes went out of focus. And, well, there was the drool, and the humming- that sweet, sickly sweet song I couldn't get out of my head.

Something pulled me out of it- I think a hit of the scourge. If anyone would have asked- well, my excuse would be simple. Investigating the symbols.

They weren't there wehn I left the Undercity, nor when I set out from the Crossroads. They must have started their invasion sometime thereafter.

Trip to Thunderbluff went well. View was overshadowed by the site of the Ziggarat in the sky. And those purple symbols...

Spoke with a human girl. (30 maybe? Blonde) Worked for the Argent Dawn. She sent me after them. I think she was practicing her Orc-ish. It gave me great practice, but I had wished she would have dropped it and reverted back to Common. The few times I tried she just looked at me strangely- as if I offended her.

I must have just been tired. There wasn't anything with those symbols...

Didn't go well in the inn- I didn't have the courage to ask for the book. Saw Clys and the Tea-lady (Find out her name to send thank you note), but no one talked much. Clys hummed the same song...

It was nothing, the symbols were nothing. I was fine.

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Sunday

I left my room today, so that's progress.

I returned two books I had found in Ogrimaar- I couldn't believe itwhen they said to take them to Varimathras himself. He was- large.Huge. I was shaking so badly I could hardly say a word. Well, not thatI'm a great communicator in the first place.

I even went to the Tavern in Tirisfal. Progress, yes. There wasthis troll there- Zus-somthing or another. He kept flip-flopping whathe said- none of it nice towards us. Called us villans! He was changinghis words so much I thought he didn't speak Orcish well- I know Idon't. He seemed offended at my suggestion to practice it.

I still here the song, and find myself humming it. But I left my room today. I made progress.

There was this person there- more like a zombie I should say. He-ugh, when he ate that limb, right infront of everyone. As I watched himI could hear the music louder.

But at least I left my room. Progress.

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Monday

((hastily scrawled))

Reply to Jaeus about dinner, make plant fertalizer, practice making minor mana potions, hem pants.