It has been quite some time since I have taken the time to write anything in my journal. My masters would be very displeased with my lack of discipline, however, in this strange land there are so many distractions. Of course, one can be swayed by ones environment and that is what I am find happening to me upon occasion. I will have to meditate and cleanse my mind of these things to regain my inner peace and calm.
Stormwind is a huge city and there are so many people here that it is oftentimes very confusing. Yes, they are still battling with the Horde in Pandaria, however, rumor has it that this Horde is fighting within its own group. A very strange people indeed. I know that it is made up of many races, very much like the Alliance, however, the dominant race seems to be much more warlike and more inclined to be infected by the Sha of Anger. I have not seen these people that they call Orcs, they sound as though they are nothing more than a group of warring people that are a plague upon the continent of Kalimdor.
I have talked often with my friend and fellow Pandaren, Peiling, and we have decided that these people know no other life other than warring amongst themselves. It’s a shame because I have met many that have very good qualities that are being distracted by these other things. I have met the young fellow that Peiling has partnered with and he seems very likeable for a human, even if his temperament is sometimes on the negative side. We have all seen hard times, however, there are some of us that can take this in stride.
Peiling and I both think that Jake has been through some very hard times in his young life so far and it has molded him into the young man that he is today. He is in such a rush to make his fortune that he is missing the beauty of life. We both have told him that he needs to slow down and savor what life has to offer instead of grabbing what he can and rushing onward. I know that this is the Pandaren way, however, it has stood us in good stead all of these years while our island home was hidden away in the mists. Of course, Jake gives Peiling and I a wave of his hand and tells us that slowing down will not keep money in the bank nor in our pockets. Gold seems to be a huge driving force for these people.
Of course, we have the knowledge that without money, one does not eat or have a place to sleep. I sometimes wish that I was back in my village where life was much simpler and we didn’t feel driven to do things as they are here in this land. We could savor each moment of life and enjoy what we had and didn’t feel the need to let our greed force us onward. It does appear as though it is not so much survival of the fittest, just the survival of the one that holds the most gold, tis a sad thing to acknowledge.
Ah well, all of this writing and all of this thinking will not put food on the table as Jake has pointed out nor will it allow me to buy some more beer. I miss the beer from home, the dwarves do put forth a fine brew, however, it does not measure up to the standards of the Stormstouts, I’m afraid to say. I am no expert when it comes to brewing, however, I know what tastes good to me and my opinion would probably not be appreciated if it were voiced aloud.
I suppose that Peiling and Jake are going to be out hunting for most of the day and I should get busy and start mining some more in order to get the gems that I need to ply my craft. The people here in Stormwind seem to appreciate the gems that I sell. I wish that we had an open market like we did at home, it did allow us to socialize with one another instead of standing in a large building and bidding on things being sold. I am almost sure that some of these people have not taken a bath since they were babes – ah well, that is another story for another time.