Year One

Day Eleven

It has been days since I last wrote, I know, especially in the last spate of writing when I had so much to write about.

So far I have learned exactly nothing of my family other than my Uncle Siuil, and that my name is in fact Krixtian La Rune. The La Runes were of Moonbrook, but no one in the town has seen a La Rune in years. The last "La Rune" relocated, with his family, to Lakeshire, maybe, but no one is sure. There is a possibility that they moved to Stormwind, but beyond that no one knows where they came from before that.

If my Uncle was telling the truth I do not like where I will have to head next and I get the feeling that it will take much longer than the journey I have already taken. I cannot afford it.

I am working as a barmaid in Moonbrook, but there is rumors on the wind. The Masons that live and work around here have come back and they aren't too pleased with the results of where ever they came back from.

A friend of my employer is a Mason by the name of Edwin Van Cleef, and Mr. Van Cleef has been talking to people around town. Some are bending an ear, others seem like they are getting ready to leave. I don't know what I will do. He hasn't talked to me yet but then again I guess I don't exactly count as a local even if my family had settled near here before. I find myself intrigued about what he might have to say, even while I think I will save what little I have and go back as far as Goldshire before saving up to return to Ironforge and back to Thelsamar.

Mother and father have been writing regularly, and I have been answering as much as possible. Edenni is evidently doing very well and has been transfered from Anvilmar to Ironforge, also she says she spends more time in and around the town not to far from there. She's even been to visit the gnomes in Gnomeregan!

I think I will retire for the night. Even though there is not much to talk about my day has been busy and very tiring.