I know that I am getting back into some old habits of mine that will drive my Sindorei insane, however, I can usually curb that part of my nature when he is about. There are times that I just can’t sleep at night, the way the moonlight seems to call my name is almost impossible to ignore and I just get up and roam throughout Stormwind and beyond. Of course, the guards may look at me a bit strange, however, they know that it is not all that unusual for a Night Elf to answer to the call of their nature and be out and about in the wee small hours of the morning.
Just the scents and smells of the dampness in this city by the shore really does make me long for my homeland even more. It also makes me long for my two youngest boys and to hear that lilting laughter as well as the musical tones of my Mother speaking to me in our native tongue. Common is a language that I use because I have too, however, it does not have the musical sounds of my own tongue – I oftentimes will laugh at my Sindorei because his language makes me homesick even if the words are different. I guess that our languages are similar due to the fact that we are elves, he is a Blood Elf and I am Kaldorei, however, the thing that we have in common that isn’t apparent in the other races is our own version of grave and beauty, not to mention, a long life and history with education of our ancestors. I think that the Tauren may be of a similar ilk with their worship of the Earth Mother and their constant respect for the land and for their Elders.
Anyway, I was wandering through the streets earlier this morning and I couldn’t’ help but notice that there seems to be a certain tension in the air that hasn’t been there for a while. We have all gotten used to the way that people carry on about Pandaria and their ignorant hared of things that are new and exciting in some ways, however, this tension last night reminded me of the times when I was in Pandaria and you could feel the tension building with the other Sentinels as we readied ourselves for battle. Call it a sense of foreboding or maybe an early warning of some kind from Elune to make me get my thoughts out of the clouds and back to the reality of this world that we live in.
I had been seriously thinking about talking to my parents again about making the move to the new house in Nagrand, however, with these feelings that I have been having, maybe, just maybe they might be safer where they are now, in their own home. I know that my Sindorei would like for them to come to Nagrand and stay at that house with the boys, however, I think that I might talk to him again about the feelings that I am having recently in regard to these mysterious omens that seem to crop up sometimes. It’s always best to listen one’s intuition rather than let my very diplomatic mate talk me into something that I am uneasy about.
I do know that I am getting anxious to get away from Stormwind again too. I can only stay in the confines of the city for so long and I start to twitch. I guess it comes from living in the openness of my home as well as any of the places that I have been stationed as a Sentinel in the past. Stormwind has its own kind of beauty, however, it doesn’t have the grace of buildings like it does with Darnassus. I’m spoiled I guess. I think that I enjoy the place because that is the place where Vashlan can study and feel safe as well as where I can do my business the way that I want too without too many questions being asked. That is the key thing, no questions of what it is that I am doing and with whom I happen to be dealing with. Employees are easy to come by and as long as they fill their contracts in a timely fashion, they will always have jobs.
I know that my Sindorei often feels a bit caged in and trapped with his work in Silvermoon as well. We just got back from one of our escapes to Nagrand and I know that I should be thinking about leaving again so soon too. Being there definitely brings back some really great memories for me and I know that it must be the same for him – we’ve had a good life together for the most part. Oh well, I suppose I need to get my head back into my business and stop drifting off into these other distractions.
I will have to admit that I was happy to hear from my Mother that Karing has finally started coming into his own. I will have to admit that I was somewhat concerned about him because he has had to undergo quite a few changes in his life, his biological Father dying , Fnor coming back into his life again and the moves we’ve made. I know that if I had been a young child, I would have been a bit withdrawn myself – so much confusion and turmoil in a youngsters life is very hard to adjust too. I know that my parents have been very patient with him and his brother and I was very pleased to hear that Karing is turning into quite the accomplished hunter. I know I laughed when Mom told me that he is insisting that he will be “good enough” to join with the Sentinels as a Scout. I think that I will have a talk with him about that soon because I don’t want him to have any surprises like his big brother Kal did.