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Journal Entry 1 - Arrival

Junipo - January 10, 2006

A lot has happened in the past month or so. It's been so long
since I last went to the grounds where my village once stood.
It's been so long... I can't even remember where it is or what it
was called. I haven't written in this journal since I was
younger; I figured that it'd be best to restart now.

As I now approach the 48th season I reflect on all of my past
encounters. I have established a new family with the members of
The Grim a few seasons ago, and they too have stories to share.
Of disease, death, hatred. All the things that a Druid like
myself should purge himself from. But I can't. The Earthmother's
strength in me is fading. Sometimes I find myself in places that
I did not intend to go. Sometimes my mind wanders as fellow Horde
die around me. "Who am I?" "What is my purpose?" I can't stop
thinking about the past.

I have, however, found comfort among a few friends. Emmons,
Taurs, Snowfeather... they are all very welcoming and friendly.
At first after joining The Grim, I wasn't sure I would like it.
Being with a strange group of people that might hold me back from
finding who I am. You know. I wasn't sure about a lot of things.
I wasn't the Tauren that I am today, and I wouldn't be so without
The Grim. Let's see... umm...

I have also found out that my true passion is leatherworking. I
have been training it so much that I am but a small distance from
becoming a master. It's hard to find materials out in the wild,
so sometimes I tend to buy my own when I have the gold. I've also
gotten a new friend! His name is Rehu and he is my Kodo pet! I
was able to scrape some extra gold together to buy him, along
with the license to ride him, and now I feel that he understands
me the most.

I've also been fighting the Alliance. A lot. So much that Thrall
has given me the rank of Senior Sergeant. I've come so far; I'm
nearly an officer. A few times I've been in command of the Horde
forces in places like Arathi Basin, and I can pull through with
my men. Maybe I'll ascend higher into the ranks and really be
known!

I think I should go sleep now. I'm sitting in the Inn in Thunder
Bluff and I like the atmosphere, but it's making me tired. Time
to curl up on these rope beds and sleep. Till next time, Friend.

-Junipo

Journal Entry 2 - Despair

Junipo - January 13, 2006

There are lots of pains in the world. It's getting harder and
harder to become stronger. I spent nearly the entire day in
Tanaris and Searing Gorge, only to find nothing useful, though I
picked up a LOT of Mageweave Cloth. I have, however, found good
items, even an epic gun, and I hope to profit very much from it.
My financial situation is looking grim. I also desire to obtain
the rank of Master Elemental Leatherworker, for I only need to
make six more difficult items to gain it. However, it's
expensive.

*This section appears blurred with dried tears* I heard yesterday
about Snowfeather. She was a dear friend to me--the very first
Grim that I spoke to about joining the band of Horde. I can't
believe that she's really gone. Hah, she and I looked exactly
alike when we assaulted Alcaz Island the first time. Same
clothing, same shirts, you know. But after seeing her death
through the hearthstone, I felt powerless. I wish I could bring
her back, but I can't. I'm not a powerful shaman; I'm a weaker
druid. Perhaps she will be reborn, just as all of the
Earthmother's children are, into a new person, and perhaps we
will cross paths someday. However, I'll never know.

I have been very concerned with my rank recently. Thrall has
entitled me a Senior Sergeant, and I'm proud of it, but I still
want more power. I want to get to the very top. Once you obtain
Lieutenant-General, you have access to very nice equipment, not
to mention a War Kodo. Ah well, I'll get there soon enough. Time
to get off my lazy bum and get to work!