Snow And How To Deal With It

February 25th


After waking up this morning to over a foot of snow stacked outside my door- I think that this is a good time as any to rejoice in the fact that I am retired and I no longer “have to” go to a job by risking life and limb in these rather horrendous driving conditions.  However, I do have to call and cancel a dental appointment that I had for this afternoon due to road conditions – being older also means that your reaction time is not what it used to be when you were twenty-five or so.


One never knows how the road conditions are going to be when you have a wind-chill factor that has stayed around 0 degrees or lower.  I know that I was awakened rather early this morning, 4:00 a.m.,  with the sounds of people digging out their cars, scrapping windshields with the engines running to get their mechanical steeds ready for the trek to work.


This was definitely a record breaking snowstorm for this time of year in our fair city.  We usually get the real heavy and high snow-drop rated storms in March, along with the winds that make it even more of a blizzard than this current storm has been.


Naturally it was a two cat night in the bedroom last night since neither of the felines realize that there are other warmer places in the house other than curled up between my husband and I.  It would be so much nicer if they would curl up or even stretch out lengthwise on the bed, however, they both like to lay in the middle of the bed stretched out horizontally forcing both the sleeping people to sleep on the edges of the bed.  Bossy critters that they are.


Today will be another day for me to log into World of Warcraft, get rained on in Halfhill in Panderia whilst being attacked by the vermin hiding in the mounds of dirt with your plants.  At least the pixilated characters will be out there working away and they don’t have to look forward to going outside to shovel snow in the blustery wind.


Oh yes, totally missed one of the Sha of Anger raids put on by one of the guilds that I belong too due to the fact that these old bones decided that it was a good time to take a nap and get some extra warmth going.  Yesterday was a good day to just play some WoW, sleep a bit when the opportunity presented itself and just be lazy. 


Who knows, I may actually get an opportunity to write a few lines for my busy characters today, providing my brain will get over this fogginess of sleep.

A Step Into Nightmare…Deepholm

February 21st

Dear Journal,

I know that this is all going to be worth it someday when I am able to be with my beloved Sindorei in Panderia.   I know that things have been going rather well for us in Mount Hyjal or something got a lot worse somewhere else, however, my whole regiment has been moved to this place that is unbelievable.

I know that this all came about during the Shattering; however, I never realized that when Fnor talked about this place that it was completely underground.  I don’t know why I couldn’t think that way; I’m used to forests and trees, not being underground like some dwarf miner.

I feel so removed from the things that are even remotely familiar to me and yet, I know that there is a reason that we are here.  The Twilight Cultists have a stranglehold here and we need to eradicate in order to put the Earth Pillar back together again. If we fail to succeed in this mission, there will be no Azeroth, which means that everything will come to an end.

I know that we are all very nervous here, it’s our first day and we’re trying not to let the place spook us all that much.  I’m terrified of enclosed places like this even if it does appear to be vast from the steps of the Temple. Of course, we’ve heard the tales of where this place can go from the lava pools to ice pinnacles – yet, as far as my eyes can see, there doesn’t appear to be a single tree, blade of grass or even sparkling pools of water like we have grown accustomed to above ground.

I’m feeling very nervous here and I am wondering when or if I will ever get to see my parents or my sons at this point.   The creatures here mean nothing but harm to us from what I have seen so far.  There are so many elementals and so many creatures that seem to have escaped from a person’s nightmares to become reality in this place and time because it is the will of the Gods.  It’s an ugly place.  I know that I am not the only one that is feeling this way; there are others that are voicing their opinions rather loudly.  However, I will do as my orders have been given to me and I will do my duty for the Sentinels and for our world, as we know it.  All I can feel for the moment is a sense of foreboding; all of your senses are strained to make some kind of normalcy of this place – this underground abomination that holds the very structure of our world in its grasp.

Deepholm.  The name is most assuredly correct.  It’s like being buried alive and there is no way out except to fight for your life with the environment and the Cultists every step of the way.

I pray that Elune will guide our steps through this place, this abomination of a place that was possibly above ground.  I also pray that Elune will allow me to live through this and that I will be able to see my loved ones again.



Staying At The Farm Alone Is Not Always Fun

February 20th

Dear Journal,

I will have to admit that the farm seems a bit lonely sometimes when Kal isn’t here, however, I always find plenty to keep me busy, what with all the animals and the crops.  I honestly think that blonde Blood Elf is throwing his weeds over the fence or that’s where my weed infestation seems to be the worst and I have to spend more time over in that area than I normally do.  Who knows, I’ll let Kal deal with that when he finally gets home from Stormwind.

I know why he went there, it wasn’t just to check on his friends and to see the dwarves in Iron Forge.  He wants to give that human girl one more try.  I don’t know what it is about her, however, he hasn’t totally given up.  Maybe after this trip he will be different and reconciled to the fact that that relationship was headed nowhere fast.

I did have a chance to talk with Phaendra about her behavior the last time she was invited over to visit and her answer was that she didn’t see any marks on the man that made him mine other than the fact that I was probably sleeping with him since I was living on the farm.  He was fair game as far as she was concerned and was betting with the other women that he could make love just like a Sindorei.  How would they know how a Sindorei takes a woman?  Besides, wasn’t he supposed to be servicing the women in our group?  If that was true, then, why was I keeping it all for myself.  There are a couple of other men that travel with us and they always seem to be occupied with their duties, Kal is the only one that seems to have avoided that so far.

Let’s just say that I asked for some time off before we got into a more physical altercation that what happened.  Yes, I did punch her right in the face and I hope I broke her nose too. No, I didn’t get into trouble but was reminded that it was part of my job to keep an eye on “him” and make sure he wasn’t collaborating with any of the Sindorei around Halfhill.  So, here I sit at Halfhill on the farm waiting for Kal to get back which should be any day now, as far as I am concerned.

I don’t know why Sentinels can be so hostile towards a man and then want him to meet their physical needs if they aren’t already aligned with someone.  Some of the girls like the way Kal is built and want to see more and possibly do more when they aren’t busy with each other.

I didn’t deny that I was sleeping with Kal even if we aren’t, there is always that possibility and I don’t think that I want to share him with the other women, no matter what my Commander said.   I know that I am probably being selfish, however, after all of the things that he and I have been through together, it would be different for us.  I don’t think that they would transfer him to another unit or anything if we got mated or got heavily involved, maybe they would.  I just don’t know what to do.

I just know that he makes me feel things that I never thought were possible before.  Oh yes, I have been with other Kaldorei men and I’m no innocent thing that just stepped out of the temple in Darnassus.  No matter what the rules are, if Kal and I do make that kind of commitment, even the Commander won’t step in, although she might decide that I need to stay in camp instead of coming home to the farm every chance that I get.  I think I just got the poor fellow in more hot water by having that argument with Phaendra. I guess we’ll have to wait and see what happens when he gets back to Panderia.

At least I have had the time to tan more of the leather that Kal and I gathered before he left to visit his family and friends in Stormwind.  We got some very nice pieces that should fetch us a nice price and I am shipping some of my herbs along as well since there was a contract for some of that in this last batch. 

I just want Kal to come home now.  I don’t want him getting more involved with this girl in Stormwind, it wouldn’t be a good thing for him if someone were to start blabbing around the city that there was a half-breed hiding in the population.

One thing I have noticed is that since he has grown his beard and let his hair grow out more, his eyes aren’t that noticeable.  Maybe he is safe in Stormwind.  He told me that he thought the green wasn’t quite as noticeable since he has gotten older, however, there isn’t much that can be done about his ears being shorter than a normal Kaldorei.   I just worry when he is away from Panderia because I know how crazy some people can be in the cities.

I did see Kal’s Father at the market in Halfhill, all dressed in his black and silver armor.  I guess that he had just gotten back in town and was picking up a few things before he went to his farm.  We’ve never really spoken, however, this time he glanced in my direction with a soft smile on his lips and he winked at me.  Kal must look like his Mother because his Father has that heavy long black hair that looks almost blue because it’s so dark – a touch of gray at the temples makes me think that he is even more handsome that the blonde fellow that lives next door to us.

Oh well, I suppose that I ought to go out and make the nightly rounds around the perimeter of the farm and make sure that we don’t have any surprises when Kal comes back.  I still want to do more than punch Phaendra in the nose though – I need to keep my temper in check.


Farming In Panderia…and Inquiries From Silvermoon

*Some swearing and very blunt language per usual for this character — if you’re easily offended by this sort of thing, please don’t read it.*






February 19th

Fuck Book!!

I don’t know what in the hell is going on.  Fnor got back from his little rendezvous with Amyn and I’ll even admit that it probably did a world of good for him to get laid, however, he seems a bit sad at being back here in Panderia.  I guess that’s understandable, I mean, he’s away from the woman that he loves and he’s away from his children – that would make most married guys a bit sad, I suppose.

What is pulling my tail right now is the fact that this kid in Silvermoon keeps making inquiries about me.  He is asking for my whereabouts and all that shit! Of course, the Rangers aren’t going to give out that information when I’m here in Panderia on duty.  They don’t give that sort of shit out, however, if this kid had enough gold jingling in his fucking pockets, he could find out. 

I’ve started making some fucking inquiries of my own.  His name is Hanllan Darkstrider and he was born in Silvermoon.  Big fucking whoop on that score alone.  Parents are unknown, there are several families in Silvermoon with that family name and it would be a pain in the ass to try to figure out which one he belonged too.  The name sounds real familiar to me, however, we have a few of those folks up here in Panderia, seems like a fairly common surname of no real value in Silvermoon.  Damn it, this is going to make me fucking nuts until I find out what it is he is actually looking for.  I suppose I could cool my heels on the matter for a few months because he is a recruit with the Rangers and will find his happy ass up here where I am.  However, between the name and the way that he keeps pursuing the information on me has me kind of curious as to who in the hell he might be.

Who knows, he’s probably somebody’s bastard kid that is searching for a person to latch onto for whatever reason.  Well, he can’t latch on to me because I’m not gonna let that shit happen.  His age alone puts me in Silvermoon around that time and I did have a few women while I was there but if any of them got pregnant by me, they’d have a hard time proving it.  I mean, at that point, there were a lot of Rangers in the city and all you had to do was look at a woman and they dropped down and spread their legs for you. Oh yeah, those were the days.

Yes, I did have one girl that I slept with more than once.  More like once a day for several weeks before I got reassigned. I can’t remember her name but I do remember those hours we spent making love.  Oh, we made love wherever we could, she supposedly came from some family with money and that was okay by me as long as she was a willing participant with what we were doing.  I’ll admit that I had some feelings for her, however, I wasn’t going to get “that” involved with anyone back then – there was a war going on and I didn’t have time to have some female and kids following me around.  Besides there were so many women that were willing to meet a fellow’s needs.  I’m sure that I wasn’t the only fellow she slept with even if she always told me that I was the only one.

Women always tell you that you’re the only one even if there is a line forming at the door.  You’re the only one as long as your money holds out and your looks are still there.

Fnor was the one that would have been ready to settle down back then, I think, if the right woman had happened to have nailed him at the right time.  He’s always been one to want to have a family of his own.  He’s older than me and I guess that was how that generation was raised.  Get married, push out a few kids and call it good.  Increase the Sindorei gene pool with more kids to go out, get married and push out some more kids.  Of course, that was before we got sent to the Barrens where he met Amyn. The rest is history.

Well, at least I finally got the fucking door to stay closed on the house at Halfhill.  Had to replace the hinges and the latch – there aren’t any fucking locks in Panderia, I guess. I’m spending more time on the farm now, I was able to pass off some of my duties to my subordinates like I should have been doing all along.  Now, they can get a taste of how it feels to have the responsibilities of some of these damned recruits.  Oh, I do my share, however, I want to spend more time on the farm when I can.

Farm! Weeds, man-sized killing attack weeds.  Nobody told me about these fucking things.  Oh yeah, I heard about the virmen that like to hide in the dirt and leap out and try to rip your nuts off, however, the Attack Weeds were a fucking surprise.  I told Fnor about it and he busted a gut laughing until he got tears in his eyes. I had one literally pick me up the other day and started banging my head into the ground until I saw stars.  Luckily for me, Dawn was doing his job and helped me get out of that mess.  It’s bad enough that you have to go up into the hills and fight the Hozen that like to steal your pants and try to “ook you in the dooker” when they get the chance.  Now, I have Attack Weeds!  I know that when I have to go up there, I always have on two pairs of skivvies on to protect my “dooker” from being penetrated.

Well, I think I’ll give myself a treat this morning and trot up to the Inn for breakfast and maybe get a good start to the day.  I’m sure that Fnor has already had his, so, Dawn and I will go up there and see what there is to see and take off for some fishing.  Veggies are great but a fellow needs some protein in his diet to keep things working the way that they should.  Oh, I suppose I ought to see if anyone else has named their farms too, I’d like to name mine Plantation – just to make it sound bigger than it really is.

Fnar Dawnglory

Master of Plantation

Halfhill, Panderia

Panderia…Back To The Grind

Written in very cursive script denoting the maturity and education of the author.

February 19th

Dear Journal,

I can tell you how it feels to have your family scattered to the four corners of Azeroth.  It feels lonely and it feels as if a part of yourself is constantly missing.  Your heart is torn in all those directions, which means you are living a shattered existence at best.  I rarely see my children and I rarely see old friends like I did before this war started.  What makes this war any different than any of the wars that were fought through before?  It’s on a totally different continent that traveling between the other continents more tedious than ever before.  Time will takes its toll on all of us with this new conflict – the separation and the division of the family units will definitely make it one of the hardest wars we’ve ever faced.

As an Ambassador to the Horde as well as a Ranger Commander, I feel that my usefulness in this conflict is extremely limited to the point of being almost non-existent.  Of course, our Warchief has made it extremely difficult to negotiate any kind of treaty with our foes because he would much rather try to slaughter his enemies without realizing the loss of life involved as long as his “own” life is not put on the line.  I’ve honestly never seen anything like this in my long life.  I know that both sides have made overtures to the other in hopes that we could stem the bloodshed, even for a short time, only to see the negotiations cut off in midsession.  Why call the Ambassadors together at all?  That’s my point.  Why expend the energy required to pull all of these people together when it is only a means of trying to placate someone momentarily.

I was able to slip away to be with Amyn for a  while and I will admit that it was an extremely joyous time in Feralas.   We’ve not had that much time alone together since we got married, the house was always full of people and the children were always underfoot.  It truly did feel like old times and we took advantage of that time like any man and woman would.

I didn’t even mind the rain.  We could take shelter in our tent and just listen to the drops of water hitting the canvas and we could talk.  Oh, how we talked.  We discussed the fact that we were both away from our children too much although there isn’t much that can be done about that.  I also enjoyed being able to hold her in my arms as we lay there under the furs.  My heart longs for that to be the norm again.

I can at least see Kal from time to time when I know that no one is around, even get in a conversation now and again.  Of course, we’ve had to watch our step due to the fact that I know that I am being watched by some of my subordinates to make sure that I am not a “traitor to the cause” by associating with a Kaldorei.  If they only knew how much I associate with one particular Kaldorei, they would have their heads spinning and I’d probably be dead.

I keep glancing out the window at Kal’s farm.  He must be off on duty or away because I only see the girl out in the fields right now.  She reminds me a lot of the young woman that I am married too – not just in appearance, also in the way that she moves around the property.  She’s very attractive even with the Sentinel tattoos on her face.   I know that Dawnglory finds her attractive too, which causes me some concern and I’ve told him to stay away from someone that could be as deadly as anything he has ever encountered on a one-to-one basis.   Besides, it would only cause strife within the family and I know that he wouldn’t want to be a part of that since he and his sister are so closely linked to mine through our relationship.

I do know that I am watching my son grow up before my eyes.  He came to Panderia a very inexperienced young man and I’m watching him turn into a true Kaldorei male.  No, he wouldn’t ever be subservient to the Sentinels that he works with, however, I have seen interact with this girl on his farm and they seem to be as closely matched as Amyn and I were at that age.  I hope that he is finding some happiness in this war – he definitely loves his farm.  I’ve never seen a young fellow work as hard as he does with the way he keeps “fixing” his house and the fences.  It does make me proud.

Funny thing is, when I came back to Panderia after leaving my Sentinel wife in Feralas, it was raining here too.  I just wish that she was here with me so that we could enjoy the farm and the house together.  There are days that I am quite envious of Kal having that girl with him on his farm.   He says it’s platonic and that they aren’t sleeping together but at least he has the female companionship that I would give my right arm to have right now.

I’ve already been back to our command center this morning and have given out the orders for the day before returning to Halfhill.  I can sit here and listen to the rain, watch the lightning play high up in the clouds and just relax.   Yes, I have my coffee and yes, I have my cigarettes, so, everything is fine in that regard.  It’s been a long time since I’ve had to live the of the celibate bachelor though and I find it somewhat refreshing and daunting at the same time.  I can look at the women around here and I have no desire to negate my marriage vows to my wife.

The desertion rates are definitely up in my command and , to be honest, I’m not pursuing the people either.  I have no desire to force a young Sindorei back into the battlefields where it looks like we’re only being used as so much fodder to feed Garrosh’s war machine.  I have had a few come back and report in when they have discovered that there is no real escape for them on the continent.  Most of these desertions have been in the young recruits that have discovered that war is not the romantic illusion that they were led to believe.   The veterans of past conflicts all accept this situation as a matter of fact and they follow the orders handed down from on high, however, I can feel the morale isn’t like it was in the old days.  Some of the excitement is still there and that’s just the adrenalin kicking, however, the heart isn’t there.  We’re not fighting for the homeland, for Silvermoon or the Sindorei, we’ve been sold out to the Orcs and their greed.

If this rain ever stops this afternoon, Pan and I will probably go out and do some basic hunting and fishing.  The farm can wait a day for me to go out there and pull weeds while I have my mind on daydreaming about my wife. Those precious few days in Feralas only make me long for the time when she will be here with me, when we can arrange for that to happen.

Fnor Morningstar

Life Is Complicated

February 18th

Dear Journal,

I thought that by coming to Stormwind for a few days that it might help me clear my head a little bit of my personal stuff and start getting on with things.  However, that may have been my intent at the time and it was well thought out before I left Kae on the farm and headed to Stormwind.  I also wanted to get up to see the Bitterbeers in Ironforge for a few hours at least.

I wanted to get my head cleared out and just put a few things behind me.  I think that I needed to get some closure on a few things in regard to Josie and be able to tell myself that it wasn’t something that I had done wrong, in fact, it might have been something that I had done right.  I still don’t know what is really going on, however, at least I have some ideas.

When I got to Stormwind, the warehouse was extremely busy and the new office manager really was giving me fits as to whom I was because we’d never met.  I had to prove to her that I was whom I was by showing her the key to the apartment upstairs, which, bless the light of Elune, Vashlan happened to be there.  He assured her that I was indeed Kaldor Shadowmoon, the son of the owner of the company and I hadn’t come there to rob the warehouse.  So, at least she didn’t feel like she had to summon the guards that were on duty to remove this strange person from the premises.  It was good to see Vash again because we hadn’t seen one another since Winter Veil and we had a lot to catch up on.

Naturally, my room looked like it had been turned into a changing room with Vash’s robes lying all over the place and a few crates that he had shoved in there with books in them that he had already read and hadn’t sold them nor decided to put them in the bookshelves.  So, we spent the next couple of hours cleaning up my room so I could at least use it with me chewing him out for being such a clothes horse amongst other things.

We talked about how things were with Mother and Father and I’ll admit that he was relieved that they were going to be seeing one another in the next few days for some private time alone.  He was afraid that Dad had gone off on another one of his adventures – which would mean that our family would be torn apart again and we’d have to start over again.  No, I don’t think that we have to worry about that sort of thing happening again because I think that Mother would just shoot him if he got that kind of wanderlust again.  Besides, I think that Dad has finally realized that we are the family that he has always wanted and needed in his life – he does seem happy enough other than worrying about Mother being in the Sentinels again.

I guess that Vashlan has seen the little guys recently and they are growing like weeds and he thinks that they are actually going to be taller than the two of us.  Well, they are pure Kaldorei and that means that they will not have to deal with the things that we had to growing up and still have to deal with from time to time.  I guess that Vashlan has been able to cover his bloodline up by telling people he had an accident with fel magic that he wasn’t supposed to be messing around with and that’s why his eyes are a little on the green side.  Guess he’s gotten smarter as he’s gotten older.  Accidents can happen with magic, the wrong incantation, the wrong potion, whatever – poof, you could be scarred for life.  He might set up a portal while I’m here so that I can get a chance to see the little monsters before I have to go back to Panderia.  I miss them a lot, especially the stuff they used to pull in Dalaran which they don’t seemed to have stopped completely even in Dolonaar.  Vash had to take some replacement stuff to Grandma because she had broken a few wooden spoons warming up their backsides.  Something about the Moonwell and explosives – will they ever learn that there are some things that you just don’t do?  I guess that Mother was fit to be tied over that little stunt when Gran wrote her about it.

I love Panderia, however, I do miss the family times that we used to have when we were living in Dalaran.  I don’t suppose that we’ll ever have that very often anymore.  What with Dad being in Panderia and Mom being in Mount Hyjal, the family is kind of scattered all over Azeroth these days.

Maggie had told me about some filching of the shipments that we were sending out and I thought that I would go down to the docks to see what was going on.  I wondered if the guards were getting to be a bit lax in their duties, which could happen I suppose.  Stormwind is a busy port and with all of the war supplies going out, it would be ripe for a bunch of thieves to start taking their wares.

I was standing on the dock to Darnassus checking the last few crates when I started remembering a lot of the things that had happened to me on that particular dock.  That’s where I met Harrier and Josie the very first time.  Oh that did bring back some of my more harsh memories of Harrier disliking me quite a bit. 

As I was leaving the dock, I noticed a fellow sitting by the tree that I knew I recognized almost immediately.  That purple hat is a definite give away, he always wears that hat down over his eyes so you can’t see what his eyes are doing.  Yep, it was Harrier.

He and I chatted for a while and it appears that I’m not the only one that has been away from Stormwind for a while.  I have no clue where he has been because he’s always very secretive with the way that he does things.  Naturally, I told him in passing that I hadn’t seen Josie in quite a while nor had I heard from her.  I told him that I thought that maybe she didn’t want to have anything to do with me anymore for whatever reason.   You could almost see his eyes light up with that thought.   I guess that Josie does talk about me from time to time which can’t please him at all.  I don’t think that I will ever figure out that relationship at all.  Naturally, I also asked him about The Lady and he said that she was doing as well as she always does – whatever in the heck that really means, I’m clueless.

As we were chatting there on the docks, or should I say, trading words.  I kept feeling like I was being watched and I would glance around to see if anyone was nearby and couldn’t see anything.  I was beginning to chalk it up to being in a warzone for too long and not being able to turn off that particular radar when I’m away from it.  Besides, I didn’t have Kae with me to cover my back and that always makes me a bit nervous – I’ve become very dependent on her being with me, which may or may not be a good thing.

Yeah, you guessed it.  It was Josie slipping around from the back of the tree and I guess she had caught her gown on one of the bushes there – it was the only reason that I noticed her at that point.  It’s kind of odd how you see Harrier and Josie isn’t too far behind.  It always makes me wonder about that relationship.  Josie says she doesn’t like him and he doesn’t like her, however, they sure do seem to be inseparable.

I didn’t know whether to be happy to see her or angry to see her.  I mean, it’s been months since we had last spoken and I even quit sending her flowers after the Winter Veil debacle and her never getting in touch with me.  I was ready to chalk the whole thing off and get on with my life.  She says that she’s been extremely busy at the shop and hasn’t had time to do anything else.  Well, I’ve been off fighting a war and that didn’t mean that I didn’t have time to think about her at least.  Oh well, I suppose there are excuses that you can accept and some that you have to take with a grain of salt.

I’ll admit that my heart skipped a couple of beats when I saw her and I know that I had a huge grin plastered on my face.  I told her how beautiful she was and that I was glad to see her.  I know that my knees were shaking and I could feel my heart pounding every time I opened my mouth.

We chatted for a while with Harrier sitting there like some chaperone or something.  I told her about the farm and the fact that I had been assigned to a group of Sentinels in Panderia.  I guess Harrier doesn’t care for Sentinels all that much.  Anyway, the subject came up about the farm and I was telling Josie about it and she asked if I had help with the place because it sounded like a lot of work. 

I had no intentions of telling Josie about Kae, however, I wasn’t going to lie about it either.  I didn’t lie when I said that Kae doesn’t live with me all of the time, most of the time she does. I definitely didn’t go into any details about our sleeping arrangements either.  No sense in building a bonfire and standing in it.  I did invite Josie to come visit at some point.

We were all talking about Sentinels and Harrier kept making comments about how Sentinels don’t like men for the most part.  Well, naturally, I was trying to smooth that over by saying that not all Sentinels felt that way.  Men were just a lower level of the social strata around Sentinels.  I didn’t want to broach the subject that men had other uses when there are group of women.  Can’t say that I have been called on to provide that particular “service” since I’ve been in Panderia, however, I know it’s happened to some of my buddies. Josie thought it was horrible that men aren’t treated as equals and I spoke out that the relationship between my parents was very equal.

Oh well, I’m sure that Harrier filled Josie in on the situation after I left.  Josie and I decided to remain friends and start our relationship over again by writing.  We’ll see how that works out.  At least we parted as friends last night.  Oh Elune No!  I am sure not going to share the fact with Kae that I ran into Josie again because I have a feeling that a bit of jealousy might happen there, maybe not. 

Kae is still my best friend in Panderia and I don’t want to rock that boat for something that may or may not happen.  If Josie and I renew our relationship on a different level, I’ll tell Kae then.

Well, I had planned on doing some other things here in Stormwind today, however, I am feeling rather exhausted this morning.  I really didn’t sleep all that well last night with all of these thoughts about Josie running through my head.  Oh yeah, I did ask about the little boy that Josie had been taking care of and she acted kind of weird about that when I did.

 Part of my dreams last night weren’t real pleasant, I was being chased by a pack of wolves and I kept hearing one of them yelling my name and for me to stop.  I knew that if I stopped, I’d be one dead man.






Living The Life In Panderia

February 15th

Dear Journal,

Well, seems like my Dad is going to go spend some time with Mother.  It’s about time, he was making me crazy with his questions.  No, she does not write more to me than she does to him – especially if you count personal mail versus business stuff for Stormwind.  Honestly, with as long as those two have been together, you’d think they would be able to handle this time apart a bit better, although, I know that he is worried about her.  Well, for Elune’s sake, she’s a Sentinel and knows how to take care of herself.  Ease up, Dude, you’re giving me a headache.

Kae and I both are taking some time off and staying at the farm, just to get away from camp for a bit.  It seems like we’re the popular team to send on recon these days, which is fine, we’re a good team because we’ve spend so much time working together that we don’t have to say a whole lot when we’re out in the field, we already know what we’re thinking.

It’s nice just sitting here writing in my journal right now.  Yes, I’m just sitting here in a loin cloth and Kae isn’t too much more clothed than that while she is working on some leather goods.  Funny how we can both just relax here at the house and not have people constantly yammering at us about different things.

Yes, I finally did tell Kae that her friend, Phaendra, made me feel very uncomfortable when she was here for dinner.  I didn’t tell her what she was doing under the table, rubbing my thigh and trying to get a better feel for other things.  I know that the more she tried that stuff the worse it made me feel, not only for myself but for Kae too.  This other Sentinel is supposed to be her friend and shouldn’t be making moves on the fellow that her friend is living with.  I was doing my best not to make a scene about it, however, I did ask that Kae not invite her friend back if I was anywhere around.

I really haven’t been with a woman in a long time.  Well, not since the family and I went to the Faire and Dad caught me with that girl in the tent.  At least he let me finish before he chewed me out.  As much as I cared about Josie, I did want to take her to bed, however, I had too much respect for her to just have a romp and leave her.  That wasn’t how it was supposed to be.  I never even really got to do much more than hold her, kiss her and let her know what my intentions were.  Maybe that’s what scared her off. I guess I’ll never know, still haven’t heard from her. I’m getting to the point now that it is sometimes really hard to have Kae sleeping under the furs with me when we’re out in the field together.  We have separate beds here at the farm, although there are times that the temptation is almost getting best of my good judgment.

I know that it would be very easy for Kae and I to end up in an intimate situation without much trouble, however, I am wondering what it might do to our friendship.  I mean, once you cross that line, things could change and I don’t want to lose that feeling that we have together right now.  We’re relaxed together and we can talk about anything we want.  One thing I do notice is that she never mentions another man to me, nor a woman, for that matter.  I’m glad she doesn’t because I don’t know what or how I might feel about that either.

Of course, we’re living next door to Dawnglory and it seems like he has decided to conform to the neighborhood a little bit better.  At least he’s wearing undergarments when he goes outside in the mornings.  I would offer to help him with the repairs to his house and things, however, I’m sure that he would get in trouble for consorting with the enemy, even though I’ve known him forever when we weren’t at war. Dad should let him have some more time to work on his farm instead of constantly sending him out in the field with the new recruits that the Horde always seems to be getting.

Of course, Kae is curious about the new neighbor and even more curious about my Father and what he does in Panderia.  She can be as curious as she wants because there isn’t anything that I could tell her about other than he is a Ranger Commander and that’s it.  He and I don’t discuss anything about how our military is doing things.

She doesn’t realize that I already know that the Sentinels had her watching me for a long time to make sure where my loyalties lie.  I’m not that naive, although, I think it helped us become better friends in the long run.  At least everyone acts like they can trust me now, even if a few can’t help but make a few snide comments now and again.   Maybe one of these days she will feel like telling me about it, I’m not going to press her.

I think a large part of Kae’s problem is that it appears as though she really doesn’t have a family of her  own.  I haven’t really pressed her about it, I just know that she never goes “home” for any reason and that must mean that she doesn’t really have one.  I know that when I talk about my family, she always tells me that I’m lucky to know and to have a real family like I do, even if it is a crazy mixed up thing. I’ll have to get her to come home with me sometime in the future so that she can meet them away from Panderia. 

I would like for her to meet my brothers because she just laughs so hard when I tell her about Vashlan and his antics with being a mage, the little guys would really have her rolling.  Of course, she doesn’t speak much in the way of Orcish or Thalassian, so, there would be a language problem with my Dad although his Darnassian or Common isn’t all that bad.   I’m sure that that the family would like her. Of course, she’s already let me know that she thinks that Blood Elf men are pretty sexy with the way they look, which, that makes me a bit uneasy about having Dawnglory so close by.  I wonder how she would react to my Aunts?  She already knows that one of them is a Death Knight, so, that shock wouldn’t have to be presented to her as a surprise if Aunt Felaran happened to be home.

I can’t believe how much our farm is producing these days.  We’re actually able to sell some of the produce to the market people in Halfhill, which isn’t too shabby. Of course, we both like to cook and we’re constantly taking samples of food that we’ve prepared back to camp to share with everyone.

Kae is getting real good with herbs lately and her skinning is pretty much on par with mine.  I know that the contracts that Mother sent to us are pretty hefty.  I think I need to talk with her and let her know that we do that stuff in our spare time and that there is a war going on here.  No, I won’t be pushy about it, I’ll just remind her that we aren’t available all of the time.  I wonder if some of these contracts came from the new office manager because Mother would have a better idea of what we’re capable of.

Oh, I got a letter from Andrew Bitterbeer.  It really made me laugh to hear the old dwarf tell me how much his family missed having me around.  I suppose that Hammon is giving him fits too from what I was able to figure out.  I thought that brogue was hard to understand in person, ever have someone write like they talk and you have to almost get an interpreter to read it to you?  That’s a letter from Andrew.  I really did laugh out loud when he told it was okay that I puked in the fountain the last time I was there because I had almost forgotten about it.  I guess I’ll have to go to Ironforge sometime soon to visit. 

Oh, looks like Kae is wanting to go fishing and some swimming near the Jade Temple.  Oh, it will feel good to get in some fishing and let’s just say that I could use a good long soak. So much for trying to catch up on my journal, I guess.