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To Thy Own Heart, Be True
The sensoriums had conjured Shattrath for Nehaalista. High on the Aldor plateau, she watched people she used to know go on about their daily lives. She knew Mendorn and his sexy eyepatch would be down below in the city, waiting to chide her for not keeping her accounts balanced. Members of both the Horde and the Alliance flew overhead, safe in the ( Read more... ) -
RE: Molten Core
Hot! Confusing! Never again!
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OOC: "Five More Minutes"
Nightsong Woods had the unfortunate side effect of rendering a traveler completely unaware of what time it actually was. Nehaalista was sure that this was fine for the Night Elves that populated the region, but as she fought to awaken herself in the early morning, decided then and there that these woods were not for her ( Read more... ) -
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Today, I went to the battlefields. This was after saving a gryphon and spending a good part of my afternoon as an amphibian.
If I never look at another frog again, it will be too soon.
Ribbit, ribbit indeed!
Yet another Elder asked if I had someone I was... close to. I don't, and I don't really see the problem with this for the moment. I'm ( Read more... ) -
(Untitled)
I really need to remember that I have a journal for my private thoughts and a journal to speak to other people with. Unfortunately, both ended up soaked today. It isn't that I am terribly worried (drying them by the fire will help, but I really just need to get new ones), but it's still inconvenient. Parchment is expensive, and the resilient kind ( Read more... ) -
Dated March 16th
Today, I was furiously attacked by a group of five undead. Before you say anything, I did nothing! I was merely fishing minding my own business in the Hillsbrad Foothills, and not even going around and ruining the days of all unholy creatures everywhere ( Read more... ) -
OOC! Disclaimer
This is an RP journal for the character "Nehaalista" on the World of Warcraft server, "Moon Guard". She is not real, has never been real, and never will be real.