Lady Ravasha Witchhawk

Artifacts and Unlikely Allies

Dear Diary,

How are you? Do you even care about what I write in your pages? Would you feel it if I burned you a little? Ah-ha so much fun to tease.

While I support receiving powerful weapons to fight the Legion I wonder if we are turning our backs on magics, on regular soldiers, turning our backs on healers of the medicinal variety... and if several Artifact Weapons are sentient do we even have need to train soldiers anymore?

Technically I am a hypocrite since I stole a staff off of an eredar lord when my friends and I from House Witchhawk were done finishing it off. Too bad about those Void portals it opens to try to... escape back home maybe? As I lie on my bed writing this I wanna know: Is the fighting Ever going to stop? I heard that Jaina Proudmoore just about negotiated peace with Thrall and then things fell apart.

Now that I live on the Alliance side I have to go out in silence, hide the fel green in my eyes with glasses or contacts and remember: Do Not speak Thalassian to a Night Elf they *giggles breathy like* h-hate it. So there you have it: one way to stop an enemy from harming you is to charm and disarm.

My mom was gonna get worried and start sending Arcane Guardians to find me so I waved goodbye, gave a small hug and kiss and then I was off to Theramore Isle. I had heard that Miss Proudmoore didn't like the Horde right now yet she was strong with magic and I needed a strong ally so I hoped to convince her. Once I got there I approached the stronghold and was informed Miss Proudmoore was not available to chat. Yet she could instead?

The woman nodded silently as I detailed my story of how I conducted 'blasphemous experiments' without permission. I smiled happily for a moment with just my lips. My eyelids grew heavier and heavier. I felt my head like swimming and my entire body was weak. She was probably a priestess scanning my mind with Mind Control to detect lies or maybe I was just tired from the flight to Theramore?

Back to the original subject of discussion: Powerful weapons. Only the healing weapons are really useful in my opinion. If I had chosen the path of the nun maybe I'd find myself with a pretty pretty staff or whatever. Some of those weapons look aesthetically pleasing to me though.

I didn't notice the Priestess coming up behind me and grabbing my arms, twisting them and my hands behind my back. Completely immobilized up top I tried stomping on her feet, which just made a big mess and almost hurt her. She roughly escorted me inside the building to an empty mess hall and ordered me to eat the food she had brought in. She assured me that if it tasted funny then she could cook it up again or whatevs.

Was I in a hospital? Was it a dream? Am I even still alive or is this what happens when 'the Holy Light' claims your soul?

I knew my mommy gave them orders to poison my food and was trying to make me too scared to get close to Quel'thalas again so I feel it's better if I care about her from a distance.

Sincerely,

Ravasha Witchhawk *It's got a small lipstick kiss on the bottom of the page with no words.*