Time For Healing


October 22nd

Dear Journal,

It has been a very long time since I have had the opportunity to write down anything. With everything going on the way that it has – the loss of my home in Teldrassil is one that I shan’t ever forget or forgive.

Never again will I see my little ones playing around my parent’s little cottage and never again will I be able to walk the beautiful halls of the Temple in Darnassus. So many things that have helped create the person that I have become are now gone forever.

At least I was one of the lucky ones that was forewarned by my beloved Sindorei and I was able to get most of my family away from the dangers and to our home in Nagrand. My heart still breaks at the thoughts of so many of our people that were killed with this disaster. So many lives were lost that were needless all because of one woman’s hatred for our people. Another insane Warchief that leads the Horde on her mission of killing anything and everything that stands in her way – even her own people.

I know that the pain that my poor mate endured will take a long time to heal as will my own. Those emotional scars are far worse than a physical injury sometimes. However, we’ve reconciled ourselves to the fact that we will be spending time with our family in Nagrand and Shattrath – all our lives have been torn asunder and have been pieced back together again. We have shared our grief together and have started our healing process – now, we must guard and guide our children through this latest upheaval.

We are trying to make sure that my parents are settling into their new little home in Nagrand as well as keeping them sheltered from things that might upset them about the latest conflict between the factions. I know that they have often wondered why I chose the man that I did, however, they have accepted my choice and have come to love him as one their own even with the differences that he has. I know that we could all be considered traitors to both the Horde and the Alliance, however, one thing that we will never betray is our love of our families.

Our estate in Nagrand is starting to look more like a little village than anything else these days, however, all the people that are living there now are friends and family.   We’ve sheltered many people over the years and we will continue to carry on that tradition – no faction can break the bonds that we have developed with these people – their children have grown up with our own and we consider them all to be an extended part of our family as well.

I did take my Sentinels to the Under City and we did take part in the battle there. It was just amazing how we all fought with such bravery, anger, ferocity and, in some cases, unbridled hatred. I know how our poor King must have felt when Sylvannas snatched the victory from our grasp like a cruel bully snatches a treat away from a child.   I think more of the shock and the horror that I felt when I saw the Horde troops being sacrificed by their Leader *spits off to the side of the desk* as if they meant nothing.

Anduin may never be the same King as his father was, however, I feel that he will lead as he feels is the best for all his people. I don’t think that we will see him sacrifice his people the way that the Dark Lady has shown that she is willing to do. Oh, Elune, how have we all come to this level on Azeroth?

Amynlarae Shadowmoon

 

 

When Worlds Collide


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August 29th

Dear Journal,

My heart is heavy and my soul has been sorely damaged with all of the things that have happened in the last few weeks.  So many things and so many people have been lost – for what reason?  Elune has taught me that there are few things that I can do to learn that lesson, however, how many times does Azeroth have to deal with this type of conflict – for what reason?

We have fought demons and we’ve fought the scourge and we’ve fought each other for all time, or so it appears to me.  I met my beloved Sindorei in the middle of a conflict with the Horde and he saved my life.  Oh yes, I hated him at first and once I knew him, I knew that he was no different that I am on the inside.   We were supposed to be enemies and we were supposed to kill one another according to the Leaders and Warchief of the time, however, Elune had other plans for us because we fell in love.

The place that my people called home is no more, burned with the people that were still there.  Civilians and soldiers a like – babes in arms,  ancients living in their winter of their of lives.  Anyone and anything that was not fast enough to make it out of the portals and to safety were lost.   It didn’t matter that some of those people had never taken up arms in their lives and had only existed to live their lives in peace and harmony in the World Tree.  Now, they are gone, burned to ash.

I couldn’t believe what was happening because it all felt like a horrific nightmare that I only wanted to awake from.  No matter how hard I tried to wake up – it was no dream and those visions are burnt forever into my mind.

I know this war is about the azurite and the possibility of what it might do and to save our world, however, no one would have thought that the Banshee Queen would have thought immediately to turn it into a thing of mass destruction.   We have lost cities before in the past – Theramore does come to mind and the loss of life there was unbelievable.   No one was prepared, just as we weren’t prepared for the Cataclysm and losses for my people with Deathwing.  So many lives lost just so that we could start it all over again.  Where are the Gods that we have worshipped and bowed to for all of these centuries – can they not control their children any better than we can control ours?

I know that my beloved was there on Dark Shore and I know that he killed just as I did, however, I know that his heart had to be breaking as sorely as mine was.  Some of these people were friends and, yes, even family.  We were ordered as soldiers to do these things and we did them.  That doesn’t mean that we felt it was right – there was no honor in what either faction did and I know that it is only the beginning.

My family is safe because a certain Sindorei told me to get them to safety weeks before anything happened.  Bless Elune that he was willing to risk his life to let me know what he had heard in the war councils – he feels as I do, family comes first.

Amynlarae Shadowmoon

April 2nd – A time for reflection and thoughts


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

 

 

March 31st

 

Dear Journal,

I know that life has been extremely busy for me of late and that it seems as if I don’t have time to write as often as I would like, however, duty calls on you to leave the personal things to the side and attend to the things at hand.  Can’t say that I am overly fond of the thought of ignoring my family and it is something that I rarely do – just as the Pandaren say, what do you fight for?  I am still of the mind that I am fighting for my family, my home and then, for my faction.  Family will always come first to me due to my upbringing and how things could have been so different if I hadn’t had the opportunity to grow up with a family that loved me.

I know that I am as guilty as the next man for not thinking before I act sometimes, however, I have learned over the years through my own experience that actions, no matter how trivial, will always have consequences.  I know that I have had my hands full with my duties of late and fighting with demons for most of my waking moments, however, there are times when one must call a halt to all that and try to give your life some attention.

Oh, Amyn and I are doing fine, and we are finding time to spend with one another even in the Broken Isles and we aren’t taking as many risks in being exposed as we might have taken when we were younger.  We’re both older now and more cautious since we have both of our families to consider and our own children.  My eldest son, Kaldor, is here in the Broken Isles as well and I do have some concern for him because he does have the rashness of his Mother and myself that might lead him astray from time to time.  Of course, Amyn and I can’t expect to spend as much time with him as we would like which is understandable since he is still acting as Scout for the Sentinels as is his duty – I know he must be missing Kaelendra because she is back in Draenor attending to her duties there.

I will have to admit that I was in hopes that Kal and Kae would have taken their vows already, however, Kal seems to be a bit hesitant with that aspect of his life.  He loves the girl and there is no doubt in my mind in that regard, however, he is just biding his time with the formality of it.  I’ll be honest, Amyn and I would love to have a grandchild some day soon – there are no guarantees that our bloodline will continue with these constant wars that seem to happen in Azeroth.

With the rumors that are floating around these days, I almost feel like history is going to be repeating itself yet again.  I felt like we had finally made some kind of compromise with the Alliance while Varian was still alive, however, with Anduin taking his Father’s place after his untimely demise – I’m not so sure that the uneasy truce we had will last, not with Greymane bending the young fellow’s ear every chance he gets – the hatred that he feels for our current Warchief is not going to be easily appeased.  I can understand some of the things that are going on, however, I do wonder if our diplomats aren’t a bit off point with some of the actions that are starting to rear their ugly heads again.

The only peaceful time that I can recall was when I bought the house in Dalaran and lived there for few years.  Of course, we had to still fight the scourge and we still had to deal with all the things that were going on in Northrend at the time.  The Lich King’s demise couldn’t have happened at a better time as far as I am concerned.  Not only were the Death Knights freed from his control, I was freed from my military obligations for a while and that’s when I started my business.  Dawnglory and I both spent a great deal of time getting the business going and Amyn did her part as well.  It was a time of peace for all of us – not long lasting, mind you, however, it was a peace that we had never known.  Looking at how things have turned out, I was in the right place at the right time to build my alternative lifestyle with my love and with my business.

I know that Dawnglory is happy to have his family back with him and I know the rest of us are relieved.  I don’t think that I have ever seen the poor fellow so devastated during the whole time they were missing.  Yes, everyone that knew him was worried that he might not make it if we couldn’t find his family.  I know exactly how he feels too because I’ve experienced similar things and I sometimes wondered if life was worth living without my loved ones.

Ah well, I suppose I ought to just stop here for a while and get back to the business at hand and start getting back into a routine of sorts.  These demons are slowly dwindling down, and I wonder if we will ever be able to cleanse Azeroth of them.

Fnor Morningstar

 

 

 

 

Almost There


*Not the usual salty language warning – kind of a calmer Dawnglory for the moment. *

 

March 20th

 

Yo Book!!

I know that I must be the happiest man on Azeroth now and the most relieved. To have one’s family brought back to you alive and well seems very miraculous.  It truly has shaken me to my core and there are times that I can’t believe that they are back.  All those months of searching and all those days and nights of mourning my loss, which, was something that I had to do because I was never sure that they would be found alive.

I was shocked silly when Zippie told me that they had been found and I will have to admit that I fucking fainted.  Yeah, big strong warrior hit the floor like a brick.  When I came out of my stupor, I had to hear the news again to be sure that I hadn’t just dreamed it. At least I knew that they were safe in Silvermoon and that I would be able to see them soon.  Naturally, being somewhat addle-pated at that point, I was going to take the Zep to UnderCity and the portal to Silvermoon – silly me.  Sometimes I amaze myself at how stupid I can be when I forget that I know a handful of mages that can port me there easily enough. I even know a few of the darker magic fellows that have transported me a few times to get to places in a hurry.  Hey, you learn to utilize the people available to you and don’t let your prejudices get in the way.

I know that I was shocked and surprised at how my family looked when I finally got to Silvermoon City.  I know that I should have realized that they were going to be a bit worse for wear, but I was shocked silly because I didn’t want to believe that they could have suffered the way that they did.  You will always tend to hang onto the memory of how they looked the last time that you saw them, which is exactly what I did.  Naturally, I had no idea what my son looked like because he hadn’t been born yet.

Poor Romy is so thin and looks a bit haggard at this point, however, I understand that she made sure that her children were cared for better than she would think of taking care of herself.  I’m happy and proud that she was able to look after the group of people with her and that she was able to survive.  I know that she is going to need a lot of rest and some very good care for a while before she will be able to resume her life as it was before she was out in the wilds that long.  She is still a beautiful woman to me and will always be that way. Just to be able to see her and hold her in my arms again is a miracle that I will always cherish.

My children are happy and very healthy, thanks to their Mother’s care. I know that I was amazed by how much my little girl had grown and how beautiful she is.  It was amazing to me that the voice I heard in my mind months ago was her voice to the letter, she sounds exactly that way.  She’s grown quite a bit physically and has changed quite a bit from the carefree little girl that I knew, her world had changed, and she adapted.  Romy and I will be talking about this a bit more when she is feeling up to it because the changes were such a dramatic shift that I don’t understand it.  Let’s just say that she has powers that I never knew a Paladin could have and that is the path that the Light has chosen for her.

Oh, my son is quite the handful and is as stubborn and willful as his parents.  I know that I was so happy to see him and to be able to hold him for the first time.  He looks a lot like Romy, however, he does have my smile, hands and feet – the rest is pure Romy.  He cried when I first held him because he’s never seen his Daddy and I was just some strange dude holding him – I guess I would cry too if I was that little and couldn’t understand things yet.

Romy is staying with her family for the time being and I am staying at the main house in Silvermoon that Fnor and I have always used.  Of course, it’s an odd arrangement, I’ll admit, however, it is probably easier for the children to adjust with the people that have been taking care of them for now.  Romy probably needs her family’s support at this point too because she has been through a lot and I know that she just needs to get some rest and some decent food in her.  I’ll do whatever makes her happy and if this arrangement makes her happy, I’ll comply with it.

Fnar Dawnglory

 

 

 

OOC – Funtimes and Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!!


November 22, 2017

 

Just a quick update on what might be going on.  I feel like I have running around like a chicken with its head cut-off – just busy in RL as well as in-game.  Busy times have started in RL with the Holidays approaching and the in-game stuff is almost overwhelming.

One of the big things is that I am an altoholic in a big way and I am finding that having so many characters to bounce around on can be rather difficult when you can’t play as much as you would like.  So many events to attend and so many things to do in game right now is mind-boggling.  However, I’m doing the best I can and if I am having fun, I’ll keep trucking along.

I did want to wish everyone a Happy Thanksgiving though.  We are going to be going over to spend the day with family this year instead of them coming here.  It should be tons of fun and I know that we will enjoy spending time with them.   Of course, we’re not talking huge crowd of people, just the five of us all together for the holiday.  The last couple of years we haven’t been able to do this because of health issues here at my house, however, this year is different, and we aren’t feeling “off” this time, so, it’s family time again.

I am also very excited to see all the enthusiasm for Classic World of Warcraft and will be participating with that when it is available.  Oh, so happy to see the stuff for the new expansion too.  It sent chills up my spine and I will have to admit that I had been debating about purchasing the next expansion – now, there is no question about it.  I haven’t even finished Legion yet and I’m ready for the next one.  No, I’m not addicted, I just like having fun on Azeroth.

I did splurge and expanded my game library a bit with the new sales for Black Friday at Blizzard.  Finally got Destiny 2 as well as Overwatch, so, I am going to have fun times for the next few months balancing out my play time.   I shouldn’t laugh at myself, however, it has been a long running tradition for me to buy myself Christmas presents with things that I know that no one else would give me.  Now for my next expense will be a new small gaming keyboard.

Trying to break away and gather my thoughts…


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

 

 

November 11th

 

Dear Journal,

It’s been a few days since I have had the time or the inclination to sit down and write anything down.  Let’s just say that things have been more than a little bit busy with our latest military actions.  All I see these days seem to be demon-filled areas and the foul Fel stink that permeates everything in the Broken Isles.  We won’t even get into the discussion of not being able to gaze up at the night sky these days without seeing that glaring ugly new sight of Argus – there seems to be no escape from that view even when you leave the Broken Shore.

I know that the Legion is trying to kill us all, however, it does make me wonder if that must include the stench of Fel.  Laughingly, I have tried everything to rid myself of the smell, I think I have spent a small fortune on all kinds of remedies that seem to smell worse than the Fel. Amyn is constantly teasing me about all the things that I have tried and blames it all on my being a Silvermoon escapee.  Of course, she had to share the fact that she hasn’t had to buy anything to get rid of the smell, she just bent over and picked up some sand from the edge of the lake that we were sitting by and rubbed it vigorously on her skin and on the ends of her hair.  Asked me to take a quick sniff of the areas she had scrubbed and there was no smell of Fel. Only a Night Elf would have realized such a simple remedy was literally at hand.

At least the two of us have been able to spend some time together on the Broken Isles without too much trouble, however, I will have to admit that it is somewhat difficult to keep our minds on other things while we are constantly watching for anyone and anything that might be an enemy of some kind.  Yes, war is always a dangerous business anytime you’re involved, however, there should be an escape other than Dalaran.

I know that Amyn and I have been together for most of our lives and that first meeting in the Barrens, so many years ago. I know that we have always tried to keep our relationship hidden from people outside of our families and I think that we have succeeded in that regard for the most part.  At least we haven’t been arrested or anything like for having this relationship.   I can remember a few years ago when the children were still small, and we were living in Dalaran together, it was always a shock to some people that I was involved with a Sentinel. No one in Dalaran ever tried to cause issues for us, the shopkeepers knew Amyn and she used my accounts without any issues and nothing was ever said.  Of course, back in the Eastern Kingdoms or even Kalimdor, things were totally different.  We never really had to hide a whole lot in Pandaria either, people tended to mind their own business there.

I know that we have become wealthy over the years with our businesses being combined and scattered throughout Azeroth and I’m sure that some people are more than a bit curious about how easily it seems that both firms can get their hands-on items that are supposedly exclusive for the Alliance or the Horde – Morningstar Enterprises is based out of Orgrimmar and Shadowmoon Enterprises is based out of Stormwind.  The only place that the company is totally out in the open is in Shattrath – that was the only open city that was available to us back in the day and it worked out well for us personally and the business.  Both boys were born in Shattrath and even though they were half-breeds, they didn’t have many issues to contend with while they were living there.  Of course, both boys still must know they are of mixed blood these days when they are in Stormwind, people there are always suspicious of people that appear to be different – they both look very much like the Kaldorei except for their eyes which can show some of the green from my side.  Kal has always acted more like his Mother’s people and doesn’t have too many of my traits to give him away, however, Vashlan is very Sindorei with the things that he likes to do, yes, he’s quite the clothes horse and quite the lady’s man.   Not to mention, Vashlan is a mage and is studying in Stormwind with hopes of going to Dalaran someday to finish up and take a more active role in the things going on in Azeroth.

Amyn and I have been very fortunate at keeping our marriage a secret as well as the fact that we have been mated far longer than we’ve been legally bound in the Sindorei fashion.  I do love her with all my heart and my children are the best thing that we have ever had happen.

Oh yes, I was quite the rounder for a while and had quite a few liaisons with women before we were wed because I wanted a family that would be accepted in the Sindorei society.  As far as I know, Amyn and I are the only ones to have had children from our alliance and that is probably for the best because I know that Amyn has quite the temper and I’d probably be a dead man if I suddenly had children showing up from any affairs I’ve had over the years with my female Sindorei consorts.

I did make it to Orgrimmar and signed some papers for Zippie and picked up some mail that had been delivered to the office rather than forwarded to me in the Broken Isles.  I suppose that is just as well because I got a letter from Dawnglory that has some interesting information in it and I know that he wants to talk to me about it.  Still no news about Romy and the children, I suppose he wants to take some more time off or increase the reward for any information of their whereabouts.

 

Fnor Morningstar

 

 

 

 

As always…with more to come


Written in very cursive script denoting the maturity and education of the author
June 2nd
Dear Journal,
My heart truly does go out to Dawnglory and all the grief that he is going through since his woman and his children are still missing.  I have done everything that I can to help him and we’re all coming up empty handed and my worry is that they might be lost forever, who knows?  I know that I am watching him spiral down as he just worries himself to death, literally.
Poor fellow has always been a bit of a womanizer and I never did think that he would ever get to the point to where he would be able to settle down and have a family, however, once he met that little redheaded girl from Northrend, he was smitten and he is truly in love with her.  I have never seen anyone change as drastically as he did.   He has never been one to do things in moderation and I guess that he had to go completely to the extreme with his love for this woman and his children are beautiful – as handsome as their parents.  Poor fellow is looking a bit worn these days and I told him I would take care of things for him with the business and try to get Zippie kicked up to peak with bonuses being offered for information about Romy and the children.
Thank the Light, Amyn and I are doing okay and we can slip away together now and again, even with all the demons running amuck on the Shore.  At least we can steal some time alone.  Kaldor had to follow his parents up here to the Isles as well and one would think that he could have avoided it a little longer or at least until he got things finalized with Kae.   Ah well, it seems like we are always going to have to take those stolen moments as a norm for us, it’s always been that way.
I know I had my hands full for a while with Amyn and the children for a while because they were all grieving for the loss of Varian Wrynn.  I know that we lost our Warchief and now we have the Banshee Queen as the new leader for the Horde.  What a crazy mixed up world this is.   I’ll have to admit that I did have a great deal of respect for the Wolf and his people will miss him greatly.  His son, Anduin, does show some promise if his advisors lead him in the right direction.  Poor kid, both parents are gone now and the only people he has close to him are not family.  Hopefully, Jania Proudmore is not anywhere nearby with her mental instability.
I sure wish that my sons were a bit more adept at doing some of the things that might serve them in the future – my step-sons are a handful and their Mother, Amyn, really has her hands full with them most of the time, however, they are old enough to help her with her part of the business in Stormwind.  I can’t recall if Kaldor and Vashlan were that much of a handful.   Well, Vash always seemed to be the one that was a bit Sindorei than his Kaldorei blood would admit, poor kid is as much as a clothes horse as I am and maybe a bit more with all the robes that he has purchased.  Amyn is very aware that he is still out chasing skirts and hopes that he will settle down soon – I guess he is taking after his Dad which really kind of embarrasses me somewhat because I can see a lot of myself in him.
Well, I suppose I should stop prattling here for a while and try to get back to writing in my journal a bit more so that I can gather my thoughts and get my mind off the Legion for a while.
Fnar Morningstar

Family – What Does that Really Mean?


January 6th

Dear Journal,

You know it ain’t easy being a distant cousin to the Prattfalls and sometimes I think they want to keep it as distant as possible, you know.  I think it’s kind of hurtful that they all moved to that Silvermoon place and left me in the slums here in Orgrimmar.  I ain’t got nothing wrong with me that I know of other than being the youngest in the family and I’m not quite up to par with them socially, I guess.

I do get to see Dooddah and Zednick now and then because they seem to come to Orgrimmar with more frequency than I think that Zippie does.  Well, can’t expect her being the one to come to Org that much either considering she’s gotten kind of snooty with her job and stuff.    I was going to mention it to Dooddah the last time she was here but I thought better of it, no sense in losing a friend because she might think I was dissing her sister.  I just wish that I didn’t feel so far away from the family.  Oh yeah, sure, I have my own group of friends here in the Slums, it ain’t exactly the same as family.  I always thought that we were supposed to stick up for one another, you know, family-like.

I don’t think that I’d be in such a foul mood about it except that I didn’t really get anything from Winter’s Veil from them, no card, no invitation to come to dinner, nothing, it was like I wasn’t even here or something.  At least I got some stuff from under the tree and the socks keep my feet warm in these worn out boots that I have, even if they do get wet now and then with the holes in them.  I think it would have been nice if they had acknowledged that I even existed.

Look, I know the family wasn’t all that close back in Kezan, however, my Dad was best friends with Zednick and I would have thought that he might have at least remembered me from that.

I even put an application in for their stupid company to get a job and I still haven’t heard anything back from Zippie.  Guess they don’t need another hunter and I guess they don’t want everyone to know that they have poor relations living in Orgrimmar – it might keep them from making more money.

I know that I promised myself that I wouldn’t get in this funk about not being accepted and all that, however, it’s just not fair.  Even Dooddah took me out hunting with her and she said that I did real good.  I was going to ask her about my application and I didn’t because she may not know what her older sister is doing anymore than I would.   I get the feeling that Dooddah kind of does her own thing and the only reason that she went to Silvermoon was to be with her family.

Well, crap, some mooks are trying to start trouble here in Cross Roads, guess I better get my butt out of here before they start thinking that I look like an easy target or something.  The guards seem to be keeping most of them out of here, however, you’d think that the Alliance would try to find another place to pick on sometime.

Tymer Prattfall

 

Life Goes On…


December 27th

Dear Journal,

I will admit that it is nice having the family gathered in Nagrand even if some of the more key members aren’t present due to the on-going conflict in Draenor.  The whole thing seems rather odd and while I understand the reasons for us all to be sent off to protect Azeroth from this latest incursion, it seems a bit forced on our part.  Oh well, it isn’t for me to understand the political ramifications that all of this entails, it just seems to be a war like all of the ones in the past – overcome the foe or foes and then rinse and repeat.

I know that I did enjoy having the family here and while some have already left to go back to their homes, there will be a few that will stay on until after the New Year, myself included.  I know that I truly missed having my Sindorei here with me because it was the first time that we have everyone at the new house in Nagrand.  I know that I chuckled more than a few times when some of the guests remarked on how similar some of the things and the design resembled the house in Dalaran – what they do seem to fail to realize is that the house in Dalaran was my Sindorei husband’s pride and joy.  Oh well, I know that we spent a great deal of time getting this house designed and decorated – the house in Nagrand is also more open than the floor plan was in Dalaran because we could make it larger.

I was very lucky in being able to delay my departure for Draenor by just saying that I had other responsibilities with my personal life and business that couldn’t’ be readily handed off.  I will be reporting in for duty with the Sentinels in Feathermoon just I have in the past. It’s funny how so many of us are doing the same thing – we all have grown older, the majority of us have families now and are less adventurous than we were when we were younger.

I know that I missed having Kal and Kae here this year too.   They were in hopes that they would be given the opportunity to join the rest of the family here, however, that doesn’t seem to have been made available to them.  I know that Kal was probably more than a little bit upset with the whole thing.  I know that I have received several letters from him telling me how beautiful some of the places that he has see are in Draenor and yet I felt like there was something that was bothering him about the whole thing.  I think his biggest problem is that he enjoys having his farm in Pandaria and having the freedom that he had taken away by having to report back into duty with the Sentinels.  I know that being a Scout isn’t the easiest thing for some of the men and Kal is no exception.

I know that Fnor’s two sisters were here for a while and I had some worries with the fact that they spent the majority of the time here trying not to talk to one another.  There still seems to be some tension between the two of them due to the youngest being so stubborn about her infatuation with that Dawnglory – he is rather nice to look at with all of that golden hair, however, he isn’t nearly as good looking as my husband in my eyes.  Oh well, I’m sure that the girls will work things out between them because it is something that I know my husband would want.  I guess Felaran is still very much attached to her Death Knight mate and can’t understand why Faendra won’t move on with her life. I guess that Dawnglory is in Draenor now anyway, we’ll see what happens with that side of the family.

Business is still booming in Shattrath and I hope that it keeps going that way because I know that we will definitely need the funds once this conflict is resolved – we always can use more money.  I know that my business interests have probably increased three fold since this new military issue opened up and we’re all busy trying to keep the army supplied with the things that they need from Azeroth – getting them shipped there has been a different kind of nightmare.  I think that this is worse than when we were going through the Rebellion on the Horde side of things.  Oh well, I’m sure that we will keep things going in a positive direction with Magdamia keeping a tight control on things in Stormwind.

I am sitting here laughing to myself a little it because I am just wondering how soon my love will start sending me ideas of opening up another warehouse in Draenor.  The man may be in the military, however, his mind always drifts back to his business interests rather quickly.  Since I haven’t ventured into the abyss yet, I have no idea what to really expect once I arrive there.  Of course, I would like to be able to see my Sindorei as soon as I get there, however, the political line is pretty well drawn in the sand already.  I don’t know if they are any more receptive to our relationship than they have been in the past – maybe we’ll just have to wait and see how this all pans out.  I do know that the only place that we can be together is in Outland and primarily in Shattrath where the people already know of our relationship from years past.  It still must seem strange to some of the newcomers that a Sentinel and Ranger can be together like we have for all of these years.

Oh well, it’s time for me to stop writing for a bit and get back to being the hostess for our guests that are still here.

Amyn

My Life and Times – Agatha’s Journal Part V


May 28th

Dear Journal,

I honestly don’t understand how the poor man can keep coping with things when I know that his heart is breaking with his sister’s latest escapade.  At least we think we know where she is now, which is in Pandaria, the one place that she doesn’t really need to be, however, we all know that she will just be causing problems.

I’ve watched all of the changes in the household since Miss Faendra left, not only this house but the one that her brother gave her to live on her own.  Apparently it wasn’t to her liking and she made this quite clear not only to me but to any of my maids and housekeeper-in-training that were put there to assist her. Fae is and can be a very cruel and self-centered young girl and she has finally done the worst thing that she could have done to her brother.

I knew about the fact that Fnor was trying to make arrangements for a marriage for his sister.  I know what his thinking was on the matter and he was in hopes that she would settle down and do the right thing.  I know that he had been negotiating with several families of lesser nobility than her last pending nuptials, however, with her disappearance that time, it definitely put the word out that she may not be quite the package for a family to take on.  What if she had married someone and took off to chase down poor Dawnglory?  Ah well, that will only be for speculation because her brother has finally washed his hands of that type of thing for her.

Zippie has been gone the better part of the month and poor Fnor is once again realizing that he just doesn’t like to attend to all of the paperwork any more now than he did when we were in Dalaran.  Poor fellow does a good job with things, managing his contracts, the employees and the warehouses in Shattrath as well as Silvermoon, however, he never has been one that liked to be indoors and tied down to a desk.  He is always in his glory when he is out in the field or, sad to say, being with the Rangers – it really is the love of his life as well as something that has kept him young all of these years.  Now he is planning on opening up a new warehouse in Pandaria to handle the goods for the employees that are in that area – some of them can’t come back to Silvermoon for whatever reasons, usually something involving the authorities.

I know that when Zippie does return, he is planning on spending some time with his wife and son in Pandaria, possibly slipping into Stormwind to see his youngest son, Vashlan.  I’ve never seen a man so devoted to his children and that is something that he and I need to discuss.

I know that I have been hiding things from him for a very long time, however, it is now time that I can no longer do that without him finding out.   When we had our affair in Dalaran, I did take some time off from my duties to go home for a few months, leaving a temporary maid in charge that could contact me if she ran into something that she couldn’t handle on her own.  I wonder what happened to her, she was very likeable and capable, however, after I returned to Dalaran, she left to take another position in Silvermoon near her family.

What I am about to write down is something that if it were to fall into the wrong hands could cause a lot of trouble for Fnor and for myself, however, it is something that I feel I need to put in this journal.

When I went home to my family near Fairbreeze Village, I went home to give birth to a child.  Yes, my child and Fnor’s.  I never told him that I was pregnant because I didn’t want him to feel that he was trapped in our relationship and we weren’t planning a future together as a couple, we were lovers. Not only did I work for the man, I was his friend and his confidant in a lot of his business and in his personal life.

None of my siblings realized that I was with child, however, my Mother knew the first time that she laid eyes on me.  Of course, she had plenty of experience with pregnancy since she had given birth to my siblings and myself.   She made all of the arrangements for me to go to a little cottage on the shore when I started to show, telling the rest of my family that I was exhausted and needed some time to rest and relax from all of my endeavors in Dalaran.  She was the one that made arrangements for a midwife to be close at hand for when the time was right.  Yes, I paid for all of this out of my own funds.

Before my Mother joined me at the cottage, she let my Father and my other siblings think that she was the one pregnant.  Of course, Dad was thrilled at the thought of adding another baby to the brood that they were already raising, however, he was probably more surprised than the rest of the family and very proud of his prowess in the bedroom.  Poor fellow never stopped to realize that Mom was a bit long in the tooth to be having a baby.

The time came, the child was born without much trouble at all, which came as a huge surprise to me.  She was the most beautiful baby that I had ever seen and the weeks that followed were filled with joy for me.  I named her Adamia because it was an old family name and because I thought it was a good choice for my poor bastard child.  Mother and I had agreed that she would pass the child off as her own and it broke my heart in so many ways when I had to take on the role of the older sister, not even letting my daughter know the truth.

Naturally, the years have passed and Adamia has taken after her parents.  She is very strong willed and adventurous, just as I am sure Fnor and I both were growing up.  What is definitely surprising is how much she looks like her Father, the long black hair is as heavy as his and she has his smile  – her eyes twinkle just the way his do when he’s enjoying himself.   She has never suspected that she wasn’t my Mother’s daughter.  I have paid for her rearing, her schooling as well as lavished gifts on her at every opportunity.  Well, now the crux of the matter is that she is now coming of age, she wants to strike out on her own and she wants to come stay with her big sister in Silvermoon.

Now, you can see my dilemma.  I am sure that her Father will recognize the family traits as well as recognize the fact that I won’t be able to hide her identity forever – my parents are getting old and my siblings are starting to suspect that Adamia is definitely more than just a favorite of mine.  I am going to have to give this some more thought, do I tell Fnor the truth or try to live with the lie a bit longer?

Agatha Fairsong