*Remember that this particular character is pretty outspoken and has no filter on his language – might be a few words in here that are not fit for people to read that are easily offended. *
I knew that I was fucking getting run-down and didn’t feel like my normal self, however, I didn’t realize what real exhaustion can do to you sometimes. I know that I have been burning the candle at both ends and trying to cure some of that with imbibing in more alcohol than I should. Now, I’ve been fucking told that I had better knock that nonsense off if I plan on living long enough to find Romy and the kids. I know that I have felt like there is never going to be an end to this and I will spend the rest of my living days searching for my wife and children.
Yes, I fucking said the word – WIFE. My intent when I got home from Draenor was to take her to a magistrate or to one of the monks in Pandaria and for us to get married. Yes, that legal and binding thing that people do when they love one another with their entire being. Well, that got shot to Hell and Gone when I got back and she was missing. In my mind and in my heart, we’re already married and have been since the day we met – I wasn’t just smitten with her physical beauty, I was smitten with her soul and her sheer love of life. Yeah, I know it’s stupid, however, I do believe in “love at first sight” because it has happened to me and I have lost all interest in other women – that was quite a shock in the womanizer that I used to be. To say that I was experienced is an understatement – I had gone on some rough mileage at times.
What brought this outburst on, you might ask? Well, I was talking with Fnor and he mentioned that I looked a little tired and maybe I should just take some time off. I did tell him about the way that his sister was acting with me again and that set him off on temper tantrum that seemed to be more than just his usual outburst. I told him about her comments and the way that she had acted very recently which just made him angrier at her. There are days that I ask myself “why me?” I do try to keep going and try to overlook a lot of her overtures’ that had ceased for a while, however, with Romy out of the picture, she is on me as a target once again.
I have known Faendra since she was a kid. Hell, she and my sister, Felessa, were best friends until she started chasing after me like a bitch in heat. I know that this has been going on for years and has caused Fnor and I some major problems, however, it has not interfered with our friendship. There are times when I wonder if Fnor isn’t all that bright when it comes to females and how dangerous they can be – with his experiences, he should have clue by now.
I know that Jongu has mentioned to me that he doesn’t like that other Blood Elf female that comes by the house sometimes. He said she isn’t nice to him and thinks that she has sneaky streak and might steal things when I’m not there and he is busy doing other things. Hmmm, that’s unusual for Jongu because he’s always liked everyone to my knowledge. I wonder what he was hinting at, he’s a strange fellow and I like having him around and he works cheap since I told him he can sell his chicken and dumplings at the market. I know we are still having that problem with the chickens dropping dead at the farm every once in a while, – we have still not figured out what is up with that, however, it doesn’t seem to cause any issues when we eat them. Oh well, I’ll just keep my eyes out for that little bitch.
While I was talking with Fnor, a weird thing happened. I either passed out or I fainted and I woke up with a healer standing over me and shaking her head. She said I was suffering from exhaustion and that my body was showing some signs of trouble from my drinking. Well, that wasn’t a real surprise to me, I know I have been drinking quite a bit. She also told me that I was talking while I was out and crying – my emotions seemed more than a little bit raw.
The weird thing that happened was I was talking and I heard my daughter’s voice like she was standing there with Fnor and I. I felt my heart give a lurch when I heard the voice and I passed out. How can she be here and not here? I know that I still have a chill when I think about it, I don’t want to think that she is in the afterlife and it was her spirit talking to me – she can’t be dead and neither can Romy and my son be dead. I won’t believe it, I refuse to believe. Anyway, long story short, she told me to take some time off and possibly get out of Pandaria for a while and go back to the Eastern Kingdoms, get some rest and see if I can’t quieten my mind some.
I told Fnor what the healer had told me and he told me to go back to Silvermoon and stay at the house there for a while. He would get in touch with Agatha to let her know that I was coming and to make sure that she keeps Faendra away from me if she should show up. So, I am going to take the advice and take some time off, drop the letter from the healer off in Orgrimmar and go home for a while to Silvermoon.