Current location:	Stormwind, Mage's District
Current mood:	worried

On Fathers...
Gakin still refuses to see me. I don't know what more I can offer him in exchange for his assistance--or rather, I do, but am unwilling to offer it. Perhaps three or four months ago, I'd have thought nothing of it, a bargainning chip that I've always had available to me, but even that belongs to another now.

Gilder has become even more important to me than this quest to save my parents. Does that make me a horrible daughter? I think Gilder would please my father. I would like for them to meet, one day, if it ever becomes possible.

I think that Father is proud of me, even if I have almost abandoned him to the nethers. Though with him, it was always difficult to tell. From him, a lack of insult is as good as the highest praise from another...

Is it strange that I would miss such a man? He was never so cold to myself or mum as he was to others, but he was never particularly warm, either. Yet, there's not a day that goes by that I do not miss him: his biting wit, his sarcasm, his ability to lacerate people with his tongue more effectively than any sword has ever done.

The older I get, the more like him I become, and the more I want to ask him what I am to do with these...abilities that came to me with his blood.

What happens, when I go too far?

((This goes hand-in-hand with the storyline intro "The Ties that Bind" on the Farstriders Guild Website.))