Just Thoughts & Musings…

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

December 9th

Dear Journal,

I did make a quick trip back to Silvermoon yesterday, signed whatever papers that needed my signature and hastened my departure back to Pandaria.  Oh yes, it was tempting to go stretch out in the bed and spend the night, however, I knew as soon as I did that I would be stuck there for at least another month.  Picked up a few contracts that I can fill myself up here as well as a stack of contracts that need to be approved or sent back to the customers.  I don’t usually run my business in absentia, however, it does kind of remind me how things used to be in Dalaran before Amyn and the boys moved in.

When we were in Dalaran, I would allow myself to be trapped behind my desk for a couple of days at most unless we were overwhelmed by things and then I’d stay longer.  I’ve allowed myself to become entrenched in Silvermoon and being constantly buried with the paperwork side of the business.  Zippie is fully capable of running things without me being underfoot, so, I am going to start letting her do that.

Staying at that desk for as long as I was killing me in more ways than one.  My heart wasn’t in it and I was longing to get away from the people more than I was even realizing.  Oh, don’t get me wrong, I love my family and I enjoy the creature comforts that there in the house, however, that one side of me that I have earned all of this fortune with was longing to be away from civilization.

Yes, Faendra is still out in the wilds somewhere in Kalimdor and I am still worried about her, however, it was her choice to run away from her responsibilities and work on her own.  I did get one letter from her at least, so, I do know that she is alive.  Of course, it wasn’t filled with her usual thing of how entitled she was to everything, it was showing signs that she is finally growing up and taking responsibility for her own actions. It’s about time. I guess Amyn was right when she said that I was being too overprotective with the girl and I was sheltering her too much, treating her like one of the Silvermoon princesses. She hinted very broadly for some money and a few other things and I had to harden my heart and ignore it.  It was her choice to turn down a good marriage in Silvermoon and become the hunter that she is now.

I learned how to live hand-to-mouth for many years and it made me the person that I am today, which, in my opinion, is not a bad thing. Yes, there are times that I am sorely tempted to ride out and find her, however, I think that would be a mistake on my part and she would unlearn all of the things that she is being forced to learn now.  Life is not to be taken for granted, you may have been born into a situation where things were infinitely better than they should have been and you threw it all away in a fit of temper – actions speak louder than words ever could.

Yes, my heart breaks at the thoughts of her going hungry at times and not having a proper roof over her head, however, it will make her a better person and more independent than she has ever been.  She had become extremely spoiled and her actions with others was definitely starting to show that. It is going to take me some time to forgive her for the things that she said about Amyn and our children. Yes, some of it was true, however, it was our choice and who was she to pass judgment on how we lived our lives that benefited her greatly. Our sons are paying the price of being mixed breeds, not her and they seem to have adapted to it.  Even the little guys, my two step-sons, have adapted to having a Sindorei step-Father.

I did stop at the Wanderer’s Festival last night on the way back to the farm in Halfhill and I will admit that it felt good to just to be able to relax a little bit.  I didn’t know a single soul there and still don’t because I wasn’t in the mood to talk.  I sat and drank by the fires, watched the lanterns being lit as well as enjoyed the beautiful night sky from the beach.

I was sorely tempted to stop by the old Ranger encampment to visit, however, that temptation was short-lived.  I knew that it was down to one third the size that it once was since the majority of the Rangers have been shipped to Kalimdor and the group left here in Pandaria are primarily in a holding pattern.  Besides, it’s none of my business as to what is going on there and I am not even sure if any of the Lt. Commanders that I worked with are still there or not.  I was just waxing nostalgic.

I think that I am taking the Pandaren saying of “Slow Down” very seriously these days and the rest of the world can do as they must.  As long as I am able to fulfill my obligations to the Regent, I’m happy with my lot.  Besides, if I can see my wife once in a while, I’m a happy man.  I’ll be happier still when we get the base of our business moved to Shattrath.   That will be my next trip away from Pandaria – I will kick that operation up to peak so that we can move out of Silvermoon for the most part.

Fnor Morningstar


Nice to Visit…Nicer To Get Back Home

December 8th

Dear Journal,

Well, we were able to escape the farm for a few days and head back home to visit with Mom and the boys.  Oh yes, we definitely spent some time at the Faire again and a good time was had by all.  I know there are times that I feel guilty when we do this because there is so much to do in Pandaria.

At least the Boss is in residence for a while at his farm so we don’t have to take care of his farm and Dawnglory is at his farm most of the time these days with his pregnant elf.  I know that Naton and I giggle constantly about what a homebody this fellow is turning out to be these days.  He won’t stray far away from his woman and even if he did scowl when I suggested that I bring Mom to Pandaria for the birth of the child, she’s delivered a few babies in her life.  I guess he has found a Blood Elf midwife to attend to that task.  At least I offered.

Naton and I are just as happy to attend to our farm to fill the contracts that we have here in Pandaria and I guess we’ve been lucky because the Boss has always taken our goods back to Silvermoon when he goes and sends our money to us.  I have only been to Silvermoon once and that was long ago.  It was almost like Dalaran with the way they furnish everything with those delicate little chairs that a normal size Tauren would have trouble sitting on.  Naton says that most of these elf cities are not prepared to accommodate the likes of us, so, we did camp outside of the city.

We’ve been worried about Mom with her age showing the way that it is, however, this last trip kind of eased our minds a bit.  What with the battling going on over and around Orgrimmar, she seems to have found the spring in her step again, which was nice. Tahfal says that she has been going over every day to help with the wounded and left most of the cooking to himself and Nahai.  I can well imagine what they’ve been cooking, however, Mom stayed home and cooked for Naton and I, at least.

The one thing that has stayed consistent with all of us is our love of going to the Faire.  It’s the one place that seems to stay the same and never changes.  People seem to leave their troubles at the door and we all just relax and have a good time.  Well, that’s not entirely true, there are a few that try to bring their political troubles into the Faire to rand and rave about things, however, normally, they are shut down rather quickly by the other patrons.  There seemed to be more families there this time than usual.  I was happy to see more Blood Elves with children in tow, maybe the race won’t die out the way that we have feared in the past.  Naton says they aren’t a large group in number still, however, he was happy to see all of the children.

I wonder if there are times when Naton wishes that he could marry and have children like a normal Bull, however, even if he doesn’t have children of his own, he seems to draw them to him like a magnet.  People seem to be more trusting of this huge Death Knight and have no problems with their children spending time in his company.  There are always one or two kids at the farm while he is working at the forge and he is always chatting away with them, telling them stories of our people.  They don’t even seem to notice that he’s a Death Knight these days.

I had brought some new ribbons with me to tie in my mane when we were at the Faire and in Thunderbluff, and the raves that I got on them was amazing.  Yes, we may be at war a bit, however, women still like to look nice and we’re always trying to find ways to make ourselves more attractive. Mom had actually found some material that I could use to make myself a dress when we go back to Pandaria, it was almost like Father Winter had paid her a visit before the season even began.

We had missed the Harvest feasts, however, Mom had been able to save back a couple of pies and a few other things that Naton and I really made pigs of ourselves eating.  The time has been passing so quickly in Pandaria that, to be honest, I think that Naton and I lost track of the season.

We keep working away on the farm and adding things here and there to make it seem bigger so that we have plenty of room when Mom and the boys come to stay with us.  We’re both looking forward to the day when the Cloudhoof Clan can make their home in Pandaria.  Oh, we’ll never stop going to our home in the Bluff, it’s a huge part of our lives.   I did notice that Dawnglory has kept his tent next to our family home even if he doesn’t get back there very often. Mom seems to think that he’s going to be bringing his little one back to visit a lot after it’s born.  She’s even made a few little toys for the baby, a doll and she did make this beautiful blanket , just the right size for a Blood Elf baby. I asked her if she wanted me to take the things back to Pandaria to give to them and she said “no” because she wants to give them to Dawnglory and his woman herself.

I know that it is very quiet at the farm tonight, even Naton seems to be taking a break.  I think he ate too much at the Faire and is paying the price.  For one that doesn’t eat very often, I think he probably ate enough to keep him for the next six months, plus, you add the food that he had when we were in the Bluff and you have a stuffed Death Knight.   I suppose I ought to go to sleep myself because it is going to be a busy day tomorrow, the weeds and virmen didn’t take any time off while we were gone.


OOC Status

December 6th  

Well, at least I am able to start playing World of Warcraft in spurts now.  Was actually online for a couple of hours yesterday getting one of my low levels out of the starting zone that I left them in a month or so ago.  Ah yes, I remember those days when I was in-game all day and half the night non-stop and I definitely miss that.  I’m also discovering that I have forgotten how to play the game a bit and I’m relearning that – memory is on permanent refresh at this point.

Medically, I’m getting better but it is going to be a long haul.  After four years of nerve damage to the C1 and C2 vertebrae in my neck – which a big medical group failed to find, I’m getting better.   I kept saying, that it felt like I had  a pinched nerve and they kept taking my money and sending me for more tests that came back negative.  Oh well, should have listened to myself and taken the alternative treatment path that I am on now.  Luckily, I’m off the majority of the heavy narcotics that I was taking so I can at least start putting things together logically, even if I am a bit slower than I used to be a year ago – those drugs really can mess up your head something fierce.

 Vertigo is bad enough when you get it once in a while, imagine having it 24/7 for four years.  Oh yeah, staggering around and feeling like you’re constantly falling even when you’re sitting down on laying down has been a whole debilitating experience and I wouldn’t recommend it to anyone.  That’s one reason I had to give up raiding and dungeons – I couldn’t keep my balance in my chair long enough to down the bosses. I know that I had my rotations down to the point that I could even continue to play even when I was truly falling out of my chair  – wireless keyboards are marvelous at times.

To add to more fun on my end.  I have an integrated sound card that decided to go the way of the great white whale.  Playing without sound isn’t all that bad however, I long to hear the sounds of something sneaking up on me while I am out there doing my archeology.  Sure, I can see the ground shaking on the screen, however, if they are that close, it’s kind of late to try to protect yourself, luckily, I have plenty of hunters that I can play so my pets help out  to save my bacon.

We’re having some severe weather conditions here in Colorado these days and I am waiting for some of the ice to clear before I attempt to take my computer in for repairs.  Luckily, I had purchased an extended warranty package on the machine, so, if they can’t fix it, they will replace it.  I hope that they will be able to get it fixed or get me a new one fairly quickly.


Escaping For A While…

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

December 6th

Dear Journal,

I will admit that it seems like the only time that I even attempt to write in my journal these days is when I can make my escape to Pandaria and the farm in Halfhill.  I know that I used to write in my journal almost religiously every few days, just to clear my head of the garbage that seems to accumulate there over time, however, I think the garbage has been winning these last few months.

At least on this trip to the farm, Amyn was able to meet me there and I didn’t mind being closeted away with her for at least three days.  Oh, we had so much to catch up on, not just the marital physical aspects.  At least we got to talk about the family a bit and I am very proud of our sons, all of them because it seems that they are all trying to pitch in to make the businesses a success.  Even the little guys have made a trip or two to Shattrath with their Mother to get things set up down there so we can get moved back to Nagrand. At least we can all be there together again and I will admit that I have missed my family life.

I know that I finally caught up with Dawnglory and I will admit that impending fatherhood for him has him all atwitter with the excitement.  Of course, just like any first time Father, he’s all full of plans and ideas as to how he and Romy are going to live this idyllic life here in Halfhill.  I know that Amyn and I felt the same way when we were waiting for Kal to be born in Shattrath.  I have to laugh because the reality really sets in with the lack of sleep and that first real diaper change.

I did get to spend some time with Kal, I swear that kid is still growing although I didn’t think it was possible, maybe Kaldorei grow longer than Blood Elves.  I’m 6 foot four inches tall, which is tall for a Blood Elf and Kal was at least seven feet and I think that he has surpassed that in the last few months by a couple of inches.  He’s really starting to look more and more Kaldorei, he’s a good looking man even if I have to say so myself.   He’s finally been able to break away from the Sentinels for the most part and is working very hard for his Mother and the family business.  His Mother said that he is maturing and that part of it has to do with the fact that his Sentinel is keeping him very busy on the farm as well as out in the field with her.

I know that I sit here and wonder where all of the years have gone and how things keep changing.  I’m getting older, so is Amyn, although I try not to bring that up because there is nothing worse than a wickedly upset wife.  The kids are growing by leaps and bounds and one day I expect Kal to come tell me that I am going to be a grandparent even if he hasn’t taken his vows yet with his Kaldorei woman, he might as well have. They are inseparable and I can see that he truly loves her even if he doesn’t recognize or admit it yet.

I guess that Vashlan is still living in the apartments over the warehouse in Stormwind and his Mother is really starting to put the brakes on his spending.  We both had to laugh at the number of robes that he has accumulated of late along with the expenses of his training during the last few months.  I asked if there was a woman involved and Amyn said that she didn’t think so, however, it’s not something that Vash would discuss with his Mother right up front.  Anyway, the poor kid has the double curse of being a mage as well as being half-Sindorei – we are known for being clothes horses. Oh, he’s accumulated quite a few books too – his Mother explained to him that there is such a thing as a library in Stormwind and that he can start getting some of the books there without having to buy them, plus, we’re running out of space in the apartment for personal storage too, I guess.  I suppose he isn’t too thrilled that his Mother has him working in the warehouse as well as helping Magdamia in the office too.  Well, he’s got to pay for his living somehow and maybe that will teach him the value of money.

I will be so happy when we can all live together again.  It gets lonely without my wife and it gets to be almost more than I can bear at times.  I don’t like living in Silvermoon most of the time for all of the aforementioned reasons and the more time I spend there, the more I want to be away from it.

As for the business.  Things couldn’t’ be any better if it wanted to be.  We have more business than we can handle at this point and I am constantly hiring people and I am sure that Zippie is going out of her mind with all the money that keeps coming in.  I guess the Regent is happy with our performance because he has given us more contracts to fill than I thought possible.

As for Garrosh and his “perfect” Horde, seems they are having a bit of an issue because the siege of Orgrimmar has been going on for quite some time.  Once they kill or capture that fool, the better.  There have already been too many lives lost to that pinheaded idiot.

Ah well, I suppose I could keep rambling here and lose more time, however, Pan isn’t going to allow me to do that.  He’s all set to go for a romp and for me to catch him some fresh fish.  Yes, I go fishing and just kind of relax when I am here in Pandaria.  It’s nice to be away from the Rangers and all of the things that went on with that although I will admit that there are times that I miss it.

Fnor Morningstar