Defender of the Light

I’m reminded why I don’t often drink.  I have a moderately-sized gap in my memory tonight, spanning roughly a couple of hours.  I–hesitate to want to know what I did during that time.  I was enjoying some time with my friends at the Blue Recluse, a nice tavern in the Mage Quarter, and rather over-indulged.  I hope I didn’t do anything too unseemly.

However, the situation called for such an evening spent, I think.  General Drimmer came back to us, but more than just physically.  He seemed like his old self again–tough when necessary, yes, but also kind, also humorous.  Even boisterous.  I hadn’t realized how much I missed that until I saw it again.

I seem to remember meeting a new recruit, though her name escapes me at the moment.  That was around when I lost count of how many drinks I’d had, and I never have really learned to stop when I lose count.  I do, though, remember something about a naked Kel’dorei dancing on a table outside, then Arthy and I left to go to the Trade District to pick out some clothes for him.  He’s gone around solely in his armor long enough, I think.

Oh–and he joined the Legion.  That was interesting, to say the least.  I also feel a certain sense of responsibility for him.  He has a good, kind soul, but it’s also an innocent soul.  He wants to genuinely help people, truly help them, and I think he’ll be an asset to the Legion.  Time will tell, of course.

This morning, while I’m thinking on it, I was told about another new recruit, by the name of Hani Tav, a Kel’dorei woman who lost her memory and had to re-learn nearly everything from scratch.  Specialist Devid and Colonel Carter both are helping her, though I was asked to help with certain things she would need to know as a woman.  Some things she readily picked up on.  For example, she read some Engineering books and caught the basics right off the bat, but I still had a hard time explaining the concept of a supping plate to her while we were at the Blue Recluse.

I think this will be a short entry today.  I’ve been fighting a headache ever since my memory returned, around the time Arthy and I headed to the Trade District.

Oh, one other thing–I met a Draenei friend of his by the name of Kilanna.  She seemed very nice, and though Arthy had previously said she was “taken”, she seemed interested in him.  There was talk of a tour, so I ushered the two of them off.  I hope to see him tomorrow so I can talk to him and hear what happened.

Yes, I definitely think this will be a short entry today.  Once again, I have to wonder why I don’t quit when I lose track of how many drinks I’ve had.  Maybe one day I’ll learn.