How do I begin this? I heard that writing one's thoughts and feelings down can help process them, well here goes...
G'day my Designation is WX-4445 but my chosen name is Warden, a name I took after my new life began once I met my Mentor and friend Azhug. Azhug was, as far as I could quantify a good person, Analysis suggests he was of strong build, formidable in close range combat... Sorry, a force of habit, he was a friend, the first true friend perhaps I had, Yes my Audarian squadmates treated me with a modicum of respect but not like the connection I had with Azhug, we were equalled not man and machine.
Anyway, this beating around the bush was to avoid confronting the truth of it all, my friend is dead. I can't put it any more straightforward than that, I saw him felled by a large copper Dragon of all creatures...
this feeling of loss is... new to me, sure I've lost plenty of comrades in arms along the way but back then, they were numbers like I was just a number, even the name I was given was a number.
Each felled soldier a slide on the abacus, especially for Warforged. But this man, he taught me to appreciate it all Life, every insect, every leaf they sit upon, the branches connected to those, to the roots in the earth to the very core of Ebberon herself, its all connected, all required to keep this world functioning all must be protected. I appreciated him as a living being and now his light has been snubbed permanently, I will miss him dearly. Not sure I ever want to feel this again Journal, this pain, it hangs in my chest but I am relatively undamaged. Injury without physical damage, the mind is fascinating ain't it?
Its been a day of losing, all in all, First Gatekeeper we meet in months dies right before my visuals and then the gate of Bull Hollow falls within the grasp of the Delkyr.
However, I have a mission, I will continue your legacy mentor, for the Gatekeepers, For Ebberon, this battle is over but it is by no means the end to this new war I find myself in, hope I'm ready.
I'm not alone thankfully, I have you, of course, Journal, and my travel companion Glen, well I asked them their prefered name and they said "Rider of Valleys, Consumer of Hay and Rye" But I found this to be a bit of a mouthful so Glen it is, they don't seem to mind as long as I find them fresh feed and they can't go home, their home is gone.
I should make it to a stream that will lead my out of the Eldeen Reaches for the first time in a decade and then I must seek another Gatekeeper Seal to tell them of what transpired here.
I'll allow Glen to take rest, and I should shut off of a spell too, g'night Journal, till next time...
Signed
Unit 4445 - Warden
Aryth 17th , 997 YK.