Grim Views

From the diary of Isabol di Navarre...

I have been with the Grim now for a little over a month. I have come to realize that these are the battle-hardened soldiers that frighten even the strongest warriors in Stormwind and Ironforge and I am proud to wear their sigil.

However, I have realized something. I am not yet strong enough to wear the Grim tabard, I need to test myself in the fires of combat and the Outlands before I can stand before them and petition to join their ranks. The tests that I must overcome have already been bested by the majority of the soldiers here, and I do not want to ask them to retread for what to them is conquered ground.

I need to literally go rogue for a time, and sign on with mercenaries who still need to face the same challenges that I must face. I must accept reality, and set down the sigil of the Grim until such time as I am strong enough to fight the most seasoned fighters that the Alliance has to offer, then stand before the ranks of the hardened Grim as one of the few worthy of membership.

I will be tendering my resignation for the above reasons, and I stand ready to assist any Grim that require assistance, they need but call.

Isabol di Navarre

by Skumm

Skumm finds the diary resting on a table in Grim hall. Thinkin he's stumbled onto more of Tainted One's writing, he smirks and starts flipping through the pages.

After reading the final entry, he shakes his head and lays the book down.

"Don't get yerself slaughtered, little elf," He says to the room.

by Amaurn

*notices Skumms remark, walks over to pick up the discarded book and reads through*

"Hmmmm, I wonder if she is aware of the Blood Moon, they could be a fine training ground for her."

*Drops the boook back on the table and leaves*

by Qabian

*after hearing Isabol's farewells on the hearthstone, Qabian mutters to himself*

"Hm, I was with the Grim from a time of considerably less training than she has. Staying amongst the Grim for the duration of those studies has allowed me to get to know its constituents all the better. Look where I am now. I would not have received half my current acclaim if I had abandoned my compatriots halfway through my studies simply because they were 'battle-hardened soldiers'.

"She is a fool for leaving. If she dares to return, I will not be one to welcome her back with open arms."