Just great! I know that I know how to do my job and can do it better than anyone here in Stormwind other than my Mom, maybe and now I have two dwarves dogging my tracks with every step that I make. Not only are they scrutinizing and criticizing everything that I am doing in the field, they are telling me how to conduct myself around people. Well, dwarves have better manners than a Kaldorei? I don’t think so. No, I’m being unkind; they came to help my Mom out because my Grandparents asked them too.
I was a bit taken aback when I offered them some water from canteen, since they didn’t seem to have brought anything else along with them except for beer or mead out in the field. Andrew tells me this “Laddie, ye don’t want us drinking water now do ya? Ya know that fish fornicate in that!!” Well, let’s just say that it put me off water for a while until it dawned on me that he was only making a joke. The Bitterbeer dwarves are quite the pair and I think that I am going to lose my mind if they have to stay with me all of the time. They are even staying in the apartment with Vash and me.
I wish I had never told Vashlan that I had met a girl in Stormwind that I really liked and hope to see again. I made the mistake of being too honest in tell him that she was a worgen. Well, the jokes have not stopped yet and he keeps telling me that I need to be careful and makes sure she doesn’t bite me. I don’t think that we can catch the Curse, Kaldorei seem to be immune to it. At least I was smart enough not to tell him her name.
Of course, being his older brother, I had to start teasing him about the Draeni here in the office that seems to be one of Mother’s friends. I know Vash has the hawts for her and he can’t keep his eyes off of her when he doesn’t have his face buried in a book. My girlfriend my turn into a wolf but she doesn’t have hooves and horns.
That’s how Mother found out that we are both involved with girls here in town too. Now, we both have to go have a talk with Fnor in Dalaran. What can he possibly say to us? He’s a Sindorei with a Kaldorei mate and offspring. I’m not sleeping with Josie, I just like to talk with her and spend time in her company, that’s all. She such a nice girl and the only one that hasn’t been totally freaked out that I’m not of pure blood. It’s a friendship at the moment and nothing more. Besides, I think that that Harrier fellow would probably do away with me if he even thought that I cared more for Josie than I do at the moment.
Yes, the wedding for my parents is this weekend and I think that they are going to have a good time. I’m not attending because I need to stay in Stormwind and keep an eye out on things. Of course, my Mother understands that reasoning too. I’m truly happy for them and I know that things will get better for them in the future. It can’t have been easy on either one of them not to have that little piece of paper that the Sindorei seem to cherish so deeply, although, from what I’ve heard, that doesn’t mean they will stay together for eternity either. I think that if I ever marry in the future, it will be in the Kaldorei tradition or whatever my betrothed would want. I’ve already told Mom that I would stand still for one of those arranged marriages that the Sindorei seem to do. I’ve heard stories about those and it always seems to end badly.
Oh well, seems the dwarves have decided that I need to learn all of the secrets of the fire festival now. Naturally, I’ll be doing all of the work and they will be doing all of the drinking.