PROPERTY OF EXPLORER'S LEAGUE<br/>Detailing of Events and Discoveries related to Emrick Stone<br/>First of June, the year 31<br/>Log #101<br/><br/>Talia's hoof went through a rotten plank on the boardwalk not an hour ago, and only a few miles until the end of the Zangarmarsh!  The surrounding land is more or less solid and resembles a thick bog, full of low brambles and the occasional mushroom, but the ground is actually more liquid than solid.  Stepping on it causes your foot to sink into it.  It sends chills up my spine, especially the foul smell that arises whenever the surface of the "ground" is broken: all rot and decaying plantlife.  Still, gone are the deep canals and broad lakes that make up most of the marsh, and islands of actual solid ground are much more common.  I'm nearly back to Terrokar!<br/><br/>As for Talia.  I was traveling with a Druid of the Fang on his way back to the Cenarion Thicket, and being a druid, he is a man skilled in herbalism.  He fixed Talia's leg, binding the bone and healing the worst of the damage, and then covering the rest with a salve made from some of the local flora, and then covering that with a length of linen.  He has long since drifted off to a pass farther east in the mountains, and I am now alone and resting, letting my mare's leg relax before we finish the last leg of our journey.  I wonder if I will see Alyxe in Shattrath.<br/><br/>PROPERTY OF EXPLORER'S LEAGUE<br/>Detailing of Events and Discoveries related to Emrick Stone<br/>Second of June, the year 31<br/>Log #102<br/><br/>Talia made the rest of the journey without complain; Krannos' talents surely worked wonders on her leg!  My various recordings and samples from the Netherstorm now rest safe with Rommus in Shattrath's hospice, but I find myself drawn outside the city already.  After only restocking my supplies and meeting my friend, I was appealed to by a warlock: an orc.  His name is Duran Deathblow, and he is apparently an outcast of the Horde, closer to the orcs of Nagrand than the orcs of Durotar.  Aside from his use of demons, of course.  He was seeking allies to help him deal with Horde raiders in the Zangarmarsh, who are sacking the various settlements within it.<br/><br/>His story tricked me into supporting him at first, but Rommus - Light heal him - planted a seed of doubt in my mind: eloquent outcast or no, he was still an orc, AND A WARLOCK.  One can't so easily trust either of those, let alone both!  Duran's tale may be true...  it may also be a deception.  I do not know, and I'm unable to pluck the thoughts from his mind thanks to his dark auras.<br/><br/>However, all may not be lost if he betrays me.  There is another with us, a draenei paladin whose name has already fled my mind (and I don't have the humility to ask again).  She and I share a common link, the Alliance, and because of that I hope she'll make a good ally in the future.<br/><br/>I write this now as we approach the Zangarmarsh, and I wonder if there will be a Log #103.