I seriously doubted my decision in enlisting into the actual military of Stormwind when we boarded the ship and sailed to Stormheim. Everything happened so quickly, I didn't get much of an orientation, but I will learn the rigmarole in time. Everyone has been exceptionally patient with me thus far, which I'm forever grateful for. I know it likely won't last but I will learn all I can while they're still very willing to assist me. I am auxiliary so I am certain I won't have quite as many duties as the others or the same responsibilities, but I'll learn in time, hopefully not the hard way.
We arrived in Stormheim ahead of our supplies, I look forward to going to work and checking everything in, but they won't be here for another day or so. Until then, I'll try to learn as much as I can from everyone willing to instruct me.
If I could remember names, I have talked with a few people in a bit more length since I've joined the Regiment. Everyone must have quite a unique story and life. Everything outside of Gilneas is fascinating to me and I look forward to continuing to learn about my neighbors of the south. Even if I've met many in Stormwind, these ones I'll grow close with and that pleases me.
I didn't tell my father I had enlisted, he'll find out on his own, I'm sure. I think this was the right decision thus far. I've even slain a few demons today, two, actually. So that's a start in thinning the numbers. I was issued a crossbow, since I've not even the foggiest what to do with the shortsword I was given. Corporal Auromere said he would work with me on learning defensive skills. The crossbow wasn't terribly difficult and fired quite a lot like a rifle. I could get used to it. I was even, probably jokingly, offered a position with the rangers, but I declined. I will stay with working supplies, the Lord-Marshal said they were in need of someone with my talents, so unless I am needed elsewhere, I'll prove to be the best supply quartermaster this Regiment has ever had. Or I hope to be.
The demons we killed today were rather terrifying. They just seemed to appear out of nowhere and there were so many of them. I was glad to be with skilled soldiers. I can't imagine what I would have done if it were just myself. I cannot begin to fathom how many demons are out there right now... it's beyond imagining.
I hardly think that Leontius would be proud of me for the work I'm doing here... Logan... definitely not. This is a promising step in my life's direction and I am glad to be doing it alone. A shame I never heard anything from Alvillius, I'm not sure what to say to him now, if I ever get to say anything to him at all. It's probably for the best. He'd likely disapprove of my enlistment as well.
To the future. -Roanne
#12727680 Sep 21, 2016 at 09:45 PM · Edited over 5 years ago
The duties I've signed up for seem to be a little less involving than I had anticipated and I find that I did more work at the harbor. I can't complain since I've new surroundings. I just feel like I can and should be doing more than I am.
The soldiers and officers are incredibly kind to me. I'm very much so treated with respect even if I'm not one of the enlisted. It's a far cry from how I was frequently treated at the harbor, especially by my superiors. Not that I feel like an equal here but I do feel like an esteemed member of the collective. I'm sure I'll find my place even if half the time I don't quite understand what my particular protocol is in the grand scheme of things. Maybe someone will instruct me at some point.
I will have to write about my day today a little later on in another entry. As a reminder to myself, I will need to write about the dragon scale lodged in my leg and the Vrykul we made diplomatic relations with. Hmm... sounds dirty. We arranged future endeavors with.
In continuation from my last post, I had survived quite possibly my third most horrifying experience of my life. We went to the Vrykul establishment for diplomatic reasons, appeasing them to attempt to make an ally to fight the Forsaken and of course they would not simply agree to aid us without deeming us worthy first. So they gave us a test and we went into the mountains of Stormheim, a bit of a march to get there to slay of all things... a monstrously large dragon.
The Regiment fought valiantly and I did my best to make sure supplies were distributed as needed but during one of the struggling moments of the dragon, I think it had swung its tail that was very much larger than a tree trunk and a scale had been sliced off or I don't even know but it was swiftly and almost painlessly thrust into my thigh, fortunately missing my major artery. A lucky pass if there ever was one. Strangely, I was able to walk around with only minor discomfort, I attribute it to shock. A blessed thing that is... however it works. The scale was removed, easily the size of my hand by... I can't remember what his name is, began with a G if I remember correctly. He certainly helped me be distracted from the sight of blood... I thought I was going to vomit, I was so light headed. My father would have been very disappointed.
But I survived the ordeal, Corporal Auromere assisted me greatly as well. To which I'm grateful.
A lot of things I still have to figure out within the Regiment, I'll have to take them one day at a time.
I made the decision to return to my maiden name, I've carried Jameson for nearly a year and I do not feel that I should be chained to it any longer. I'll be filing the paperwork officially when we return to Stormwind but those within the Regiment are promptly recognizing me as Venmenn, which I very much am grateful for.
I sent out a letter to Alvillius last night before the last courier left, though I doubt I'll hear back if it even makes it to him... I do believe I'll be disregarding that one and accept the memories as pleasant ones. Leaps and bounds have been made in life thus far and I should continue moving forward rather than trying to hold onto the past.
It's been several days since I've really had any urge to write down anything to document the time passed. Simply taking care of supplies has kept me busy and writing more things down just seems more like work than a way to unwind and relax.
Yesterday was crossbow training. It was exceptionally informative and practical and I was quite astonished I did better than some of the actual soldiers from what I could tell. My father having trained me with firearms from a young age certainly did some good. Not that I shouldn't say helping protect my town wasn't a good thing. I really feel like I should move on past that and just accept that we did everything we could to save Gilneas... we just were stretched too thin.
The day prior, a random surprise! An acquaintance of mine showed up at our outpost and we chatted for a few minutes. It was quite a pleasant surprise, if I must say so... Arthur Feldis is his name, though I had sadly forgotten it. We almost had tea when I was working at the harbor during a little break of mine. Quite the curious fellow and from my recollection of Gilneas as well though not quite so eager to hold onto his heritage. I would rather like to see him again before he heads out into the Broken Isles. While I enjoy the company of those in the Regiment, I can't really seem to find the time to connect with any of them on a more personal level. While professionalism certainly is my priority... most of them seem more familiar with one another. I really would like to have some friends. But back to Arthur, he had initially stated he was there on a mission from the Kirin Tor, but in actuality as he had confided in me before he had to depart, he was here on his own. Looking for some strange form of magic. To be quite honest, that's truly fascinating. I want to learn more.
I haven't really missed home yet. I've heard a few people from our own regiment as well as the others that have come and gone in the last few days about being homesick. While I do live in Stormwind, I can't say I actually miss it. I got over missing Gilneas longingly quite some time ago. The prospect of these new lands and the impending adventures I could have are far more enticing to me. I do miss my father, but I know he's fine as he is and knows I'm well taken care of as well. It's not like I saw him regularly anyway.
I think I may start some sort of crafting project to pass the time when I don't have my regular duties but I just don't know what.
I'm sure I'll document this later but the Stonewall wedding is tomorrow, to which I was loosely invited though I will decline. I'll see what I can do for sending a gift. After my last two unions I do not think I could watch a wedding without feeling ill. Maybe it is a bit selfish of me to not attend, but I do not know them particularly well. I do wish them the best, however.
I can't believe I've finally found my journal. I'm not sure how it managed to get mixed in with so much paperwork but I almost locked it away in a file cabinet. I'm sure whoever would be going through the documents next would stumble across it and scratch their head at the silly musings of mine. If they even bothered to read it.
I can't even really begin to think about all the things that have occurred since I last wrote in here, even judging by the last entry. Within the Regiment, I've been keeping to myself and my duties and thanks to the granting of my request from the Lord-Marshal, I've primarily been working alone with little to no interaction with my peers or those in superior positions aside from himself. I like it much better. I don't really know why I can't seem to integrate with the others but I just can't seem to find things about them that I enjoy. Aside from perhaps privates Istvan and Talbot, I can't really connect with anyone on any sensible level. After my incident in Stormheim, I'd rather just not attempt to work with the upper command aside from the Lord-Marshal and he did seem to agree with me. I can lend him a bit more of a hand here and there anyway. That poor man just has too much going on and I certainly have the time that I can aid him.
I've no idea what happened to Arthur again, he seems to come and go and I think at this point now whatever interest I had in him has all but vanished even if I still think he's a curious fellow. I might have to pursue other entities, though I'll have to see if they're even still interested or I suppose, just send a letter and hope for the best.
I am pleased to say that my finalization of my divorce has gone undisputed and that Leontius had not shown up to the magistrate that day. I think I would have died if I had to endure seeing him again. It's nice to be without that shackle looming behind me and all I have no is to look forward.
To the future- Roanne
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