January 1st

Finally, something to write my thoughts into. Its night time now and i've had a strange day. Dont really know what to write to you. Anyway, I heard something good is happening, a revolution for Westfall and its town of Moonbrook! A celebration of the Stormwind Patrol defending us and i heard there will be fireworks too! Cant wait to grow up to be a Paladin just like them all!

January 9th

Strange stuff today. No guards, no fireworks... And my hope is lost of going to the Cathedral of light. They lied to us, Abandoned us. Like all the rest. I heard the townsfolk got so annoyed they created there own Militia and had "Contacts" In stormwind. Pff, just a thing I guess.

January 23rd

My 6th Birthday today... Shame of it all... And i'll bloody tell you why. I was walking with my uncle in Elywnn. Same old. He's a warlock, one of the best curruption and alchemists Stormwind could get. Suddenly, a pod right infront of us. My uncle opened it revealing a baby alien or squid or something. It jumped out hugging my leg randomly. Suddenly, the Westfall Militia came and killed the two older squid aliens. Dont know why, So horrific... The vibrant colours... My uncle could do nothing but lead me and this thing stuck to my leg away. Finally it just came out with Krazion every 5 seconds. So i decided to name it that. We had arrived in Moonbrook when disaster struck. Some bandits had currupted our land we called home. Burned Moonbrook, Killed my father in the mine, and my mother owning the Inn. My uncle lead me away. Only time will tell our future...

(Only pages found on the scattered pages around Westfall)