Lost…

July 11th

Dear Journal,

Oh, I thought that things were bad the last time that I wrote in my journal, however, I think they got a bit worse.  I’m lost.  While I had the general idea of heading to Uldum to join up with any of the groups that might be heading off to Pandaria so that I could get some safe passage to where my man is.  It’s been a rather arduous trip.

Getting robbed and almost getting raped has been the highlight of the trip.  The next exciting thing was getting chased by a bunch of angry Sentinels in what I thought was Feralas.  My brother always told me to hit the coast and head South if I ever got lost because I could see the stars to guide me as well as get an idea of where I was.  Well, who would have thought that the Alliance would have so many bases located on the coast, I guess they get lost a lot too.

I think I am still in Feralas though because the forest is pretty heavy and some of the creatures look familiar from when the family had their outings down here.  I wish that I had paid closer attention to the things that my brother and Dawnglory were trying to teach us – my brother’s sons and myself.  I was too busy staring at Dawnglory most of the time, which didn’t work too well back then and has not benefited me a whole lot now.

I thought that I had picked the right direction after outrunning the Sentinels from the coast and ran into another bunch of them that chased me some more.  I know my hawkstrider almost went lame and we are resting up a few days so the poor creature doesn’t die on me and leave me without a mount.  At least I have been able to catch some fish, there is a river and a lake not far from where I am now.  I’m in some ruins that seem to be rather threat free at the moment – I did try to go into a cave close by thinking that it was going to be a good place to camp, however, it was already occupied, which, caused me to run again.  At least I found my way back to the ruins where all of my supplies are.  How can you get directions from the stars when the sky is covered by a canopy of trees?

They do say that hindsight is always the best, although it doesn’t do you any good, it does make you learn lessons from reviewing your actions.  I really regret doing some of the things that I said and did to my brother- even if he is adopted – and wish I could take them back.  I wish that I hadn’t acted so badly to the goblins and I sure wish that I hadn’t run away at all.

I probably will never see any of them again if I can’t find my way out of this place or find someone that will take me back to Orgrimmar or to Uldum or any place where I can get some kind of transport.  Of course, I’ll have to make some money to pay for that transportation and not the way some of these fellows seem to that that is all a woman is made for.  No, I’m getting a lot better with my skinning and there are hardly any holes in the hides and I’ve learned how to cure them better.  I lost a few hides because they weren’t finished curing, smelled bad and I had to throw them away.

I thought that if I ran away I could get to Pandaria easily enough and I probably could have with the amount of money that I stole from the safe, that’s a moot point because I don’t have that money now. I know that I wish that I had some hair dye because the dye job that I did before I left Orgrimmar is starting to grow out and I look like some kind of red-stripped angry zebra right now. 

Okay, I always thought that my brother was kidding that sometimes you can get clean using sand to scrub with from the lake or rivers  – well, it doesn’t do much for the skin and there are some places that you can’t use the stuff.  I can’t believe that they even took my soap when they took my other stuff, oh, what wouldn’t I give for another bar of my lavender soap. I scrubbed my face too hard with the sand and now I look like I have been in a fight with a cat and will until the scratches heal up.  I guess the sand method is great if you don’t use it too frequently.

I caught a glimpse of myself in the lake surface yesterday and I don’t think that I will do that for a while.  The elegant Miss Morningstar looks like some ruffian off the backstreets of Silvermoon. My face is a lot thinner because I haven’t had the luxury of eating a whole lot, at least my cat can go off and forage for herself and seems to be quite healthy and sleek.  I’ve eaten some of the stuff that I’ve killed and skinned, however, I don’t think that I am a very good cook either.  Oh, forget the vegetables that grow in the wild, I wasn’t paying attention there either when Fnor was showing us the good ones.  I can find the wild onions, however, the smell and the taste has grown a bit old.  At least I know how to catch fish and cook them kind of okay- at least if I ruin them, I can catch more although I don’t dare tangle my fishing line, there isn’t anyone here to help me get it untangled.

I really wish that I had paid more attention to the stuff my brother was trying to teach me about surviving in the wild alone.  Now, I’m just drawing on my sketchy memory and learning from mistakes. Some mushrooms are bad and can kill you or at least make you violently ill if you eat them – you wish you were dead until that awful feeling passes.  Agatha would really be upset that I didn’t pay attention to her herbalist lessons she would try to give me now and then – I had my head in the clouds and wasn’t paying attention.

I’m surviving and wishing that I could find a friendly settlement to stay in for a while. I thought I had found one the other day and I guess there are warring factions within the Tauren too.  I guess I remember some of the stuff that I had heard in Orgrimmar about the political goings on within the Tauren.  Oh, I started to just ride into the encampment and they started shooting at me – well, wrong tribe of Tauren there.  I thought all cows were friendly to Blood Elves.

I keep going out and trying to scout out the area to see if I can find my way back to the coast again and I am always afraid that I’ll get lost and not be able to find my way back to my camp if I get chased again.  I don’t know how the Rangers do this sort of thing all of the time, I think I have learned some real deep respect for what my brother does when he is in the service.

I can’t write too much more because I am running low on ink and I don’t know when I’ll get some more.

I want to go home. I’m tired, I’m hungry and I’m lost. I’m really depressed and I’ve cried a lot because I don’t even think anyone is looking for me either, maybe they are happy I ran away.

Faendra

 

2 thoughts on “Lost…

  1. Awww poor Fae.. I think it’s really starting to hit home about how much trouble she’s really in but in a way nothing teaches you better than experience. She had been so sheltered and protected, this is definitely a learning experience for her, and it’s good to see that she’s finally gaining respect for what her brother does .So good to see you posting again :)))

    • Oh yeah, she’s always been the pampered and protected little darling and now, she’s out on her own and she is learning things the hard way.

      Yep, trying to kickstart myself into writing again and getting back into the game again. Busy times and easily distracted. 😀

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