When will people learn that poisons are not toys?... Especially my poisons... Eiri got it in her head for some reason to flay open her bloody legs and then use my poison laced needles on herself... Enough to kill someone from basically... Well, you're going to be lying there a long time when you use more then one of those fucking needles... Let's see... I counted about twenty... She would ahve been lying there for a week or more and would have either been eaten, died of starvation, or bled to death, because as she was laying there as I said her legs were flayed... And go figure after I fucking get the poisons out of her system she has the nerve to call them toys. They are not toys.... I cannot stress that enough to people... Okay so they're like toys... Sometimes... Okay most the time... What the fuck am I saying, it was bloody obvious that she enjoyed herself... Fucking insane... Wait who the hell am I to judge?... I've done things like that before... Only... Well... Poisons... Don't really work on me anymore... But that's not the point! The point is I'm sure if I'd had good reason I may have done the same... Okay maybe not the exact same... All I know is some people have no idea how to fucking apply a bandage to a wound... It's distasteful... Atleast learn how to patch yourself up....

I suppose, I'm a rather sick individual for noticing an extreme flare of masochism in one's eyes... Then again, I am rather sick... Not that I care much... I mean if I wanted to list my problems... I suppose I could... Let's see...

I'm sadomasochistic.... I enjoyed killing those people... Skinning them was possibly one of my favoirte things to have done... After torturing them of course.... And I can't say I don't enjoy actually feeling pain...

I'm paranoid... In a sense atleast, when it comes to people who have gone behind my back to do things to me... But then again isn't everyone that way around people like that?

... I'll list more as I think of them...

I view what I do as right... And if killing most of Silvermoon is the only way to save the bloody city, then Gods know I'm going to do it... Does that make me psychopathic?... Is this truely moral?... I know it follows what I believe, and those who call themselves Sin'dorei these days, aren't fit to lick the boots of what the Quel'dorei stood for, yes we had the Sunwell then, yes we likely brought this upon ourselves this magical addiction, which for some reason goes right over my head, maybe it had something to do with the amount of traveling I did... That magister who helped me died during the Scourge Invasion, and I would have to, I would have gladly died then to see that this had been what became of my race when I retruned from my job in Stormwind... Forsaking the humans... Forsaking the light... We have forsaken ourselves... Our principles... Quel'dorei would meditate to solve problems, they would do so much more, then just simply suck every little bit of juice out of a fucking demon of all things... I have never tapped into the fel energies... And Gods know I never will.

It seems... That I've reached a point this year at which I cannot continue with my research at the moment, I have just been overly busy, re-uniting with a love I thought lost... Working with her, working with many others in battling the Legion, I just haven't had the bloming time of day to sit down and read more of this Mad Aclhemist's journal, or look into the libraires of Dire Maul, hoping possibly to find some scrap of information leading me closer to my final goal... The new energy source that could perhaps purify and redeem my race... I know that Cogliostro isn't overly happy at my stalled progress, he looks at me differently now... His sattitude, even if it was sarcastic and biting at times towards me has always been supportive of my actual goal, I think he wants our race on its feet before he passes away, despite no visible signs of age showing on him, if you look deep into his eyes, you'd know he's possibly one of the oldest elves alive... Who survied the Scourge invasion, likely by luck alone... He's never been one to run from a fight... He was removed from the Silver Hand because he killed his own men fro retreating without the order given, and I know that sunds ruthless but I myself think it had to of been nesscary for him to do it, a leader cannot let doubt destroy his followers, they doubted his mind, so they met their end... Our last meeting was far from happy, we brought up topics that likely hurt him and or made him very angry, not that I can blame him, I mean, it was about his now dead house and aobut the scourge, no elf wants to speak of those things... Though... Sometimes it might be better if we did, learned a way to cure and fight the plague, as much as the RAS have for alchemy, much of it is destructive, they lack the constructive elements that is needed in the balance.... But I suppose I'm ranting...

More work with her tonight... Should be alright... She always has my back in the field...

Ah, so here it is an ooc post, I don't care to yell deeply at people, I truely don't care to do much, I can deal with god modding/moding, I can deal with idiots(though many of you likely think I am one), but the ONE thing I can't deal with is Metagaming... Ah yes, this lovely little term... The character knows something that the player knows OOCly, that the character would truely have no way of knowing, now I can udnerstand if your characters do communicate in between each other, BUT, I've been having a rough time with this with some people from a certain guild in RP, one of them always refers to Ryshad as a half breed, no matter what, now she'd have NO way of knowing that no matter whom she spoke to, why? Because I changed his back story awhile back to something that is way more fun for me, call me a fool and what not, I kept my previous encounters still there just made him older and perhaps a bit less spazzy, OH MY, what the hell am I right?... He still is a halfbreed, but he hides it well, his ears looks more severed than anything, now how many elves have chopped ears?.. Anyway, I'm not going to give you all this HUGE wall of text, I'm not going to keep ranting, I'm just saying, metagaming is one of my biggest peeves!

That asides from the point, this has been an interesting year for me so far, a lot of new faces and a lot of new peronalities entering my life as friends, associates, and well, sadly, enemies, but I suppose some people just don't like to get along with others, or atleast it's human to not get along with everyone and sadly I've run into certain people in which our personalities clash.. Well atleast we can work together fine, and that's all that really matters, I don't try to start shit with them, and they with me, we avoid each other when we can, which is fine and dandy by me, I'd rather NOT get in a fight with a co-worker.

Finally got settled into this new place, took us long enough, honestly I didn't think we'd ever get all the stuff moved in and set up, well it might of had something to dow ith how lazy I've been, sitting on my computer the second I got my internet up, wow, I feel like such a loser. 

WoW, speaking of WoW I finallly got Ryshad to 70 this year as well, and got a guild started to boot, named after a VnV Nation song, Endless Skies has been doing just fine, it's still mainly me and Q's alts, but hey, we have fun with it, we have about 21 members, and though at the moment it's still a vanity guild I'm considering turning it into an RP/raiding guild or just one or the other, I mean we'd have a tank and everything, all we'd need to do is get DPS, get some healers and hell, we could be on our way... Atleast through Kara, but I don't think Kara would be enough for any of us once we got the taste of raiding in our mouths, we'd want more and more, as dumb as that sounds, I'm a hardcore PvPer not a raider, I don't know the first thigna bout raiding, but I do manage to pull leading half assed raids pretty easily... Hmm... Maybe I'll give it a try and adjust the guild ranks...

Anyway, I've been working on my warlock Duce, who happens to be one of my oldest alts, he's level 35 and speced destro and I never knew that I could have so much fun as a warlock, considering most specs for it is, sned pet in or... Dot dot dot dot, run around and flail your arms... I've been leveling him with Delnor's mage alt, who I managed to convince to join my little guild, if we get these toons to seventy, well then a mage would be a great help for raiding, even if he is frost methinks.

Got reported the other day for "Piccolo abuse" I didn't know people could report ya for using that piccolo of the flaming fire, go figure, some people just have no sense of humor!

But anyway asides from WoW I've been talking to a lot of old friends who I got out of touch with, who oddly enough I run into at the oddest of locations, go figure I meet up with my old friend James at a freaking Teriyaki Bowl, but hey, they got good food there, so I walked over and sat down and we talked for awhile, felt good honestly, haven't had many face-to-face interactions with people these days... Which makes me just a tad bit sad, it shouldn't be that way, I shouldn't be constantly working or on my computer... I'm thinking it might be time for a WoW break... Maybe... Just a little.

Anyway, that's all I can think to add for now... Oh yeah, work sucks... But it pays the bills!

... Well... These books are certainly pointing me in the direction that more then one person is going to be required for something such as this... It may requires dozens, or more, maybe less, I'm not sure, but even witha  century of alchemical work and study under my belt I am no where near prepared for creating this... I need help... And I only know of one other person who could even think upon the same plane of thought that I do... And that won't nearly be enough, unless there is some sort of loophole to this bloody recipe, The components are obvious but very, very, hard to get one's hands on, I don't believe that they sell them anywhere so it looks like I'm going to need help gathering them... I know a few people I can call on for that...

Regardless, I have found out a few things, not many mind you, these books, are other's research notes, and many, written in riddles by what I would call a "Mad" alchemist, truely he was mad, but a genius... His writings are hard to understand, and progress has been overly slow on his books for my tastes but, there are still the other books, the original sunwell being created by magic and stolen sacred water, I've been looking over every  book I can get my hands on about that... Regardless this alchemist... Whom shall remain nameless, never tried nor thought of something like my own project but his research... Was absolutely fascinating... I wonder, if perhaps he still lives somewhere or how, the Forsaken came across such a book, it shall not leave my sight again..

Of course, I've kept myself holed up in my... "Room." Not much time for anything but research, perhaps if the Kodo is open tonight I'll go and see if Geranguas is there, perhaps play a few pranks on people and yell out what seems to annoy everyone, praising the muffins....

There are time though, that I wonder, if anyone would even care If I did suceed, have they fallen so far into the fel taint that it is the only energy that they will consume? Has my race fallen so far from grace, that they forsake the light and everything that it stands for?... Pah.... I certainly am one to talk, fighting in the shadows... But.. I must do this, for those who still believe in the light if no one else... Here's my list... Of things to do today...

1. Research further into the alchemist's journal and the creation of the Sunwell.
2. Go to the Kodo and see who's there.

... Quite a long list if you ask me...

Enveloped in a sentiment,
a sound that rushes over me.
Engage an impulse to pretend
I have a faith as pure.
Not forgetting what it means to dream.
Indulging everything.
Entertaining thoughts that I've the strength
of those I yearn to be.
Cheers and tribute greet the saviours.
Reckless thoughts survive.
Anachronistic and impulsive.

And what will happen?
Will I dream?
I am too scared to close my eyes.
For a second please hold me.
None can change in me these things that I believe.
But I don't know what happens now.
I am too scared to close my eyes.

Check out the song Legion if you haven't yet :P

VNV Nation is Win... Bet y'all missed me, only not :P

Been awhile... Again... Hmm... Busy busy... No idea what's been up, just feel like killing more arrogant pricks, slowly...

*a mix of ink and drool drips over the next few lines*

Torture, quite a wonderous subject there, I mean honestly nothing quite as wonderful as the act of killing someone slowly as they scream and beg for their own life... It's wonderous, honestly.... So many things to do... So little time.

This'll be fun.....

I need a break from all this bloody killing!!!!!!

I'm to old for this shit.... They better start paying me... Or I'll start to work only when I want, anyway, never thought I'd actually say or write that down... I'm thinking... Winterspring.... Yuuup.