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.
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.
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?
My name is Devon Maldevon and I’m a Death Knight. It wasn’t a matter of choice, it was a matter of being in the wrong place at the wrong time and dying a horrendous death.
So far, my family has disowned me – the name I have written in this journal is not my real name and will not be recognized by anyone in my former life. Am I searching for my family? No, I’m not searching for my family, I already found them and was asked to leave due to my current condition. I was even shown my grave site in the cemetery in Stormwind. I am dead to my family, however, my memory remains very much intact as to what kind of family they were. One would have thought that they would have welcomed their eldest son back with open arms, no matter that I was no longer truly amongst the living.
Money, wealth, social standing were everything to my family and I was the oldest son. I broke away from my family to serve the King in Northrend and died for my efforts. I was given a hero’s burial, it seems and my family went through their mourning period, however, they never had my body in their possession for these events. They should have known that my own personal tenacity would live through anything that was done to me in Acherus.
Unlike some Death Knights, my memories have stayed strangely intact – the past, the evil deeds that I have done under the control and in the name of the Lich King as well as my familial memories. I know that I was definitely adored by my family and I wanted for nothing – I was educated at the finest schools that could be offered in Stormwind, I was invited to all of the best parties – I had my own social standing as being quite the ladies man, I suppose. I had the world in the palm of my hand, however, my patriotism lead me astray and I had to join the military for the sake of the Alliance – I wanted to kill the Lich King as much as any man did back in those days.
Now, my family gives me money to stay away and to not use their name any longer. At first it hurt quite a bit to know that they would not or could not accept me as I am. At least I came back even if my welcome was less than cordial.
Now, I am busy making my own way, albeit, I have more money than most thanks to my family’s generosity and I am finding that I am enjoying the new found freedom. Sure, my memories of what I have done to survive since becoming a Death Knight are not the most pleasant sort, however, it’s how I still survive. At least I didn’t forget how to make beautiful jewelry and I know how to find the most beautiful gems, even if I sometimes to resort to less than legal means to obtain them – it’s how I live now.
Am I upset about being a Death Knight and losing everything that I ever held dear in my life? You can bet that I am, however, one thing that I learned long before my change, with enough money in hand, you can write your own ticket – you can climb that social ladder if need be and buy your way back to the top.
Sure, I don’t have the same drives that I used to have, however, I still enjoy some female companionship from time to time, with enough money, I can have all of the companionship that I want or need even if it is just to talk. There is no need for a man to go lonely – not even a dead man.
Well, it appears as though my needs and my search for the finer things in life are calling me to Pandaria. Of course, I will be serving King and Country again, however, what I do in my off time is no one’s business and I fully intend on becoming one of the richest men in Stormwind despite my family’s feelings towards me. I bet with enough money, they might even act like I’m a normal man. I think my new motto in this unlife will be “eyes to the future, forget the past”.
After giving this some thought, I think that it is long past time for you to return home for a visit. It is almost as if you are avoiding the thing that we hold dear, your family. Your father and I have kept our own counsel, however, there are many things that we wish to discuss with you, one is that we are at that stage in life where we must plan for the surviving members of the family that will carry on the bloodline.
We will forever be in your debt for the help that you have given us over the years while you were employed in Dalaran as well as your current employment here in Silvermoon City. You are so close to your home that we are surprised to that you have not come home to visit us, your siblings are beginning to ask the same questions that we are.
Our youngest daughter would like to get to know her older sister a bit better. The gifts that you have sent to her have been greatly appreciated and she will always hold them dear. However, your Father and I wonder if you’re not showing your sister too much attention with the gifts because you never bestowed as many on your other siblings. I’ll admit that it has caused some jealousy to grow between Adamia and her older sibs. Poor thing is still very much alone in her thoughts of wanting to become a Ranger some day. The rest of the family feels that she should join us in running the Inn that we have all worked so hard to make successful. However, she is as headstrong as you were at that age, my darling girl, and you left to see the world and to create your own life. I only hope that your life has been a happy one and will continue to be so.
We all know that you are very busy running the houses of your benefactor in Silvermoon, however, we know that he would feel it amiss on your part if you were ignoring your own family. We are very much aware of how much he leans on you for your assistance and support with his family and friends. Mr. Morningstar is indeed a very lucky man to have had you in his service for all of these years, however, we know that he would understand our need of seeing you more frequently if he were made aware of the circumstances.
Please understand that I am not begging you to come home. I am asking you to come home and rebuild some of the ties that you have with your brothers and sisters. They know who you are and they know that you have been our benefactress over the years, however, they have never been around you long enough to know what a wonderful person you are. You don’t need to buy their love, Agatha, you do need to build up those ties with them before it’s too late to do so. Your Father and I are both getting older and we want to know that our family will be together long after we’re gone.
No, I don’t mean to put you on a guild trip, however, it’s long past time for you to come home again. You are so close, living in Silvermoon and yet it almost feels as if you’re in another world, away from us by some great distance. I know that you have seen your siblings in town and they have visited with you at the house, however, they will need more from you as time goes on.
I’m not ungrateful for all of the things that you have given us, however, we need to get to know you again too. Your Father and I both love you dearly, you’re our eldest child and yet, there are times that we feel that you have become a stranger to us. Your ties with the Morningstar family need not be broken, for that we know that will never happen, however, you need to renew your relationship with us.
I have kept your secret all of these years and I think it is time that you realize that we may have been mistaken in doing so. Your burden has become my burden in so many ways and your Father has gone along with it. Aggie, it’s time to let the secret out, don’t you think?
Life is finally settling down and I think that I may have finally gotten my children convinced that there is a wrath from their Mother that they do not want to raise. Vashlan is acting as humble as I have ever seen him – I think I shamed him enough to where he will be a bit more discrete in his new found pleasures of the flesh. The two little boys, well, Karing is always the one that is quiet and I think that he is going to be fine, however, I will have to keep a closer eye on Volardan because he, of all my children, seems to have the more devious mind set of any of them.
Oh, poor Kal, I know that he is having a terrible time with the way things are going between he and Kae. I have tried to explain to him that sometimes it is much easier for women to talk together about problems than it is for them to speak with their companions or mates. I tried to explain to him when he was in Stormwind last week that there was no reason for him to be upset with Kaelendra because she came to me with her problems concerning him. She wasn’t being a tattle-tale, she was trying to figure out what it is that she is supposed to do to try to convince him that he can be wrong sometimes with some of his actions.
Oh, that prideful Sindorei blood will rise in Kal now and again – this is one time that I have to agree with Kae, he does need to be more careful with the things that he becomes involved in. Plus, Kae has never had a family, she didn’t have the bonus of having a close-knit family such as we have. Her life has always been a communal kind of thing, foster parents as is our custom with future Sentinels as well as being shuttled from family to family to avoid that weak spot of having a family to tug at one’s heart-strings.
Our family is the first family that she has ever been heavily involved in. Poor thing is trying so hard to please Kaldor and trying to put aside her feelings that she still has for the Sentinels – once a Sentinel, always a Sentinel – this I know from my own experience. I’ve learned how to hide that part of my personality rather well and put my family first these days. There are times that I truly long to be back and a part of that organization because it was a huge part of my growing up and has been a mainstay in my life, almost as much as my Sindorei. Poor child is having to go through a lot of changes in her life and I hope that Kal is reasonable enough that he will see that she is struggling with fitting into the family as well as into her new lifestyle with him. No, they haven’t declared themselves as mates and they haven’t taken their vows yet, however, I do see that coming in the near future. Her love for him is almost as great as my love is for my beloved and I do hope that he is intelligent enough to recognize it.
There are times that I have to remind myself that our children will never learn from our experiences before them, they have to experience everything for themselves, or so it seems. All you can do as a parent is to advise them of things and try to make them aware, however, they have to learn it the hard way for themselves in certain circumstances for them to realize that their parents are not doddering old fools. I was the same way with my parents.
I do see a lot of my Sindorei in our two sons and I also see how some of his ideals and things have also been absorbed by my two youngest boys. You can say what you will, blood will tell as well as the environment that the children were raised in.
Oh, I am being so philosophical this morning that it’s making my head hurt. I was just sitting here at my desk and overhearing some of the conversations from the warehouse below. We definitely have a diverse group of people working for us here in Stormwind, however, their loyalty to the Crown and to our company is almost shocking. Seems they all weigh their actions to cover both bases.
I did send Magdamia off to Pandaria and she should be returning from there in the next few days. I am anxious to hear her report about whether she thinks it would be feasible for us to put another warehouse in Halfhill or possibly the Jade Forest for our business. It would definitely cut down on the travel time and distribution of the goods if we had a place up there to use as well as Shattrath and Stormwind. Of course, I’ll have to discuss this with my Sindorei because it will be part of his business plans as well as my own. I suppose we ought to look into hiring more people and gather more contracts up there as well as in Outland.
Speaking of my beloved, I wonder how his time is being spent in Silvermoon? I know that we both have been extremely busy trying to get things in order with the business, however, I know that he had the added burden of dealing with his spoiled baby sister. Poor man was very distraught with her actions when we last discussed them in Nagrand. If there was something that I could do to make him feel better about things I would, however, it is going to be something that I can only advise him on because, it is his sister and my sister-in-law. I do hope that he listened to my advice.
I will be happy when we have things settled enough in Shattrath to where we can spend more time together. I don’t care what other women may say, I miss my mate and I miss his physical presence in my life more than I can decently mention. Oh, to feel his arms around me and those caresses that only he can give me or part of the reasons that I love him so much. We’ve been together for many years and we have been through so many trials and tribulations, however, the passion has never dimmed or died in our private lives.