I understand that my old name was causing some concern within the guild. Well, the name is no longer Irishpub. I have changed it to something a little more RP friendly. New name is Mellumin, after a Blood Elf Mage I had on another realm. Father-figure, long lost twins, who knows. OoOoOoOo, mysterious.. lol

Tonight was my first encounter with many of Sin'dorei. It was a little overwhelming at first. I have spent most of my later life away from large groups studying the spirits. It had been quite some time since I had journeyed with so many. Made me feel youthful again. Though my knees didn't feel the same way. We had some lower seasoned with us so even the higher seasoned decent to run.

Though not many of them seemed to talk much, everyone seemed very drive. I especially like a lowest seasoned of the group Ulandala. He seems to have a gift of the axe. I respect anyone who is skilled with an axe.

It seems I've been in this desert wasteland for years, but only a few weeks of time have passed. I long for the day when I return to the fruits of our empire. I miss the small things. The food of Orgimmar, the peace of Thunderbluff, and even the stench of the Undercity. I have heard rumors that I will be asked to assist in a place called the Swamp of Sorrows soon. It seems there is no sign of the Prince here anymore so it will be good to move on.

Hopefully there I'll find more to help for our cause, and other Sin Dorei members to help in this constant battle to defeat the Alliance. Until then I can only keep up my training.

That reminds me. I've recently been trained on how to fight with mail. This is a big change for me. I spent all my time training as a Shaman in leather armor. It takes a lot longer to dawn in the mornings, but just with the few pieces the chest piece, and shoulder pads I have found, I've become a lot tougher in combat.

I've rested long enough. I need to return these elemental braclets to Kargath and retire for the night