Nestick’s Adventures…


June 2nd

Dear Journal,

I know that I haven’t written in a while, however, that’s because I have been having some issues.  I was wandering around Orgrimmar and ran into a recruiter that was having people sign up to serve the Horde.  It seemed like a good idea at the time and I thought I would be going to Pandaria, which is where the girls are.  I do miss Hazey and Brianca.

Anyway, I signed the papers and marched along with the group that I was assigned too and found out that where I went was not Pandaria, it was this place called Draenor.  This was not what I wanted at all, however, once you’re here, you’re stuck until you can afford to pay a mage to ship you back to Orgrimmar.  If I had known that I was being shipped to this place, you can bet that I wouldn’t have signed that paper – it’s cold, constantly snowing and there are Orcs everywhere.  I don’t quite understand what we are doing here and I sure wasn’t planning on commanding a Garrison – that’s not my forte at all – I’m a hunter, not some military person.

All I wanted was a way to get to see the girls in Pandaria, I mean, not all of the time but a friendly visit now and again.  I have heard all of these wonderful things about the place and I haven’t ventured all that much out of Kalimdor since I got there.  Sure, I go home to the Undercity now and again to visit with friends that I still have there, however, I don’t think that I will be doing that again for a while.

I did hear that the owner of Morningstar Enterprises is here and I guess I will have to find him and let him know what happened because I don’t want to lose my position with the company.  Oh well, guess I’ll roam around and see what else I can find out about this place.

Nestick

 

Life Goes On…


October 15th

Dear Journal,

Well, I will have to admit that I am enjoying the girls’ little house in Orgrimmar that they have allowed me to sublet since they have already departed to Pandaria.  I would have enjoyed going with them, however, I had things that kept me back in Kalimdor and the Eastern Kingdoms.  Oh well, I suppose that it is just as well that they went on their own and I might join them at a later time for a visit. At least I didn’t have to bring much furniture with me because they left most of theirs here for me to use other than a decent coffin, which I will get a new one from home.

I think that I can understand why the girls were constantly bickering because their personalities are as different as night and day.  Hazey is a true huntress and has her own way of doing things while Bri, poor Brianca, would much rather sit and sew and make pretty things.  I think that I can understand why Hazey would constantly be fighting with her sister about her sewing things because I have found more than my fair share of pins in the strangest of places, mostly where I might place my posterior.  Tailors are truly an odd lot, however, Brianca will always be very special to me.  At least I do get to see Brianca now and then when she comes back to Orgrimmar to meet with some of her clients for fittings and making deliveries that she won’t trust to the mail.

I suppose that Orgrimmar is okay in its own way, however, I think there are entirely too many Orcs living here. Yes, yes, I do know that it is an Orc city and I do know that with the current regime that it is just something that I will have to tolerate although I am truly not in the city all that often.

Zippie seems to think that I needed a change of scenery or it may be that she wanted me to keep an eye on her Uncle Zednick – not real sure about me being any kind of good influence on the fellow because he is a typical goblin and very headstrong with the things that he does, not to mention, he’s a mage. He’s a strange little fellow that loves his drink a bit too much sometimes and has a temper that flares up sometimes with no apparent reason.   Oh yes, everyone knows about his getting thrown in jail for mooning the Warchief too, however, I really thought it was funny even if the timing was a bit off.  I know that the Commander was none too pleased at having to drop everything that he was doing in order to head back to Orgrimmar to bail the little bugger out, not to mention, there was a hefty sum that had to be paid as well as mending some diplomatic fences that had been damaged. I think that Garrosh should have appreciated seeing a goblin backside as a change of pace from looking at his own kindred, they are truly ugly.

Look, I’m Forsaken and I know what some of us look like, however, we can have a few things added or removed readily enough if we can find the replacement parts from a fresh corpse.  I think I am a pretty handsome fellow since I had my jaw replaced from the metal one that I had to a fresh new jaw that seems to work fairly well although it’s definitely not as strong as my old one.  I just have more to shave when it’s required now than I did before, however, I’m not one to complain about hair that actually still  grows.   At least it doesn’t look like the Alliance King’s chin, now that’s a chin to write stories about.

I think that I will ask the girls about changing the curtains in what we have for a bedroom though, the pink flowers really kind of annoy me and make me wonder if I’ve died and been left in a very feminine mortuary.  I’m sure that Bri made them, however, it does sort of make what I have left as far as masculine sensitivity feel a bit out of place.  Just for the sake of getting a good night’s sleep, I think that I might suggest some darker colors, maybe even black with some red and white lilies just to had some color.  I’ll have to talk to Bri when she comes to town again.   I think I will also ask her to make a couple of new satin pillows for me as well because my old ones are really more than a bit threadbare.

I ran into an old friend of mine here in Orgrimmar the other day.  I was really surprised to see that he had left the Undercity behind to go out adventuring.  Naturally, he was down on his luck and I was able to give him a few copper to hold him over until he could find some work. I actually told him to go to Silvermoon and see Zippie about getting work with Morningstar Enterprises because I will have to admit that the Commander does pay top dollar for the skins and leatherwork that I contract for.   It should be a good thing for him and I did give him some money to make the trip back to Silvermoon City too.

Ah well, I’m sure that I’ll get used to being in Org a bit more after some time passes. Staying based in Org doesn’t necessarily mean that I can’t go home every now and again either.

 

Nestick

 

I Made It…With Some Minor Complications


June 17th

Dear Journal,

Well, I finally made it to Pandaria and I must say that I am exhausted even if I am already dead. I can’t tell if Hazey is really all that happy to see me, however, you never know with her because she can be a real sourpuss. I guess that she is a bit miffed that I didn’t send her word that I was on my way because she apparently made a trip to Orgrimmar only to find out that I was gone and the locks had been changed on the house, which she got the new key from the landlord, so, it shouldn’t have really mattered I guess.

I honestly don’t understand her sometimes, however, she was like this before the plague and we died.  She always thought that everyone should be able to read her mind and know what she was doing and we should act accordingly.  I couldn’t do it then and I sure can’t do it now.  Oh well.

At least she was at home when I finally made my way to Halfhill.  What a journey it was to begin with and then to have to tromp through the Jade Forest with a bunch of Rangers that kept insisting that I follow orders.  I’m not in the Rangers, or at least I wasn’t in the Rangers when I left Orgrimmar and I haven’t signed any papers or anything of that nature. Sure there were some dangerous spots to go through what with the wildlife wanting to eat your face and sometimes we ran into some overzealous Alliance folks that really didn’t want us passing through their area.   I have some embroidery that I am going to have to start all over again too because some idiot shot my bag and the arrow tore my cloth and design.  I almost cried.  I can at least mend the bag a bit so that it won’t look like it came from some throw-away place like they have in Orgrimmar – used equipment, bags and the like.

It was very exciting seeing Pandaria for the first time, I never dreamed that it was going to be so large and I have only seen just a small portion of it so far.  I know that the fellow that was in charge of the Rangers was getting a bit upset with me because I just kept asking him I couldn’t get transportation to Halfhill, I wasn’t really into this hiking, fighting and camping thing at all.  He looked at me like I had lost my mind and said a few choice words which I took as a “no”  to my requests. I was with these people for five days, no wonder all of my belongings go delivered to Hazey’s house before I got there and I didn’t even see a mailbox where I could drop a letter mailed off to tell her – not to mention, I might have gotten shot or something if I wanted to stop long enough to write a letter.  I hope I’m not in the Rangers because I have no intentions of going back to that sort of stuff – the very idea of having to sleep in those tents with all of those people and the constant chattering, bickering and let’s not forget about the hair, constant brushing of hair and the girls were constantly fighting with each other over which fellow was the best looking in the group.  Frankly, I didn’t care, I just wanted to get to my destination as soon as possible.

We finally found a town called Dawn’s Blossom or something like that.  It wasn’t a town but it was the closest that I had seen that might be called a town and wasn’t just a collection of huts and such.  The fellow in charge told all of us that we had a couple of days off and we were to report back to the place at the end of that time – I’m not reporting back to anything, I’m not a Ranger. I hope I’m not a Ranger, how do I find out if I got drafted or something without my knowledge.   I did sign the thing, a kind of contract thing,  before I got on the ship that said I was loyal to the Horde and bunch of other things and I did take the Oath to uphold the Horde – I had to do that or they wouldn’t let me on the boat.  They didn’t give me any new weapons or gear or anything, so, I’m just using what I had brought with me that I thought I might need while I’m in Pandaria.   I’ll have to get Hazey to check on this for me because I don’t want to go back to that group.

All of my material and patterns arrived before I did and at least Hazey put them in a place where they wouldn’t get wet, even if it was under the house which is kind of damp but not enough to where it would damage anything, I’ll move it all into the house later today to make sure.

I think Hazey was kind of happy to see me, she even made some food for us and I will admit that I thought it was amazing.  I haven’t ever had anything like tiger steak before,  the noodles were wonderful, she said that they were things that she could buy at the market place fairly easy since it isn’t that far from the farm.   The house looks very nice even if it is rather small and cramped for the two of us, however, I think that we’ll do okay, or I hope we will.

Hazey said the new Morningstar warehouse will be opening in a couple of weeks so we won’t have to make the trip back to Silvermoon or rely on the mail to get our stuff to Zippie and get our money.  I’m happy to hear that, although, I will have to go back to Silvermoon to see some of my customers and do the final fittings on a couple of robes that I hadn’t finished before I left.

She asked me about my trip her and I told her what had happened with the Rangers and that I was afraid I might be one and all she did was shake her head.  I didn’t have a copy of the document that I had signed, so, she is going to go to the Ranger camp in Krasarang to see if they have record of me as being a recruit.  She asked me what the ship looked like and how many people were on it and I told her and she told me that I had taken a troop transport, not a civilian ship and the papers that I signed were probably enlistment papers of some kind.  Now, I feel like a fool, however, I don’t want to go back to the Rangers and I voiced my concern over it.  Hazey said that she would get in touch with Zippie and let her know what happened and we can get a letter from Mr. Morningstar that would get me out of it, maybe.

Well, at least I can stay here at the farm for a few days and kind of hide out if the Rangers start looking for me. I’m not a soldier kind of girl, I am not even that great of a shot with my gun either, that’s why Hazey got so mad at me in Orgrimmar.  I like to sew and I like to do my enchanting from a nice comfortable place, not out in the jungle.  Oh, I hope we can get this fixed.

Brianca

 

 

Made It Back To Orgrimmar…


May 16th

Dear Journal,

Well, this has been a glorious adventure for me and I will have to admit that I am very happy that I worked night and day to make it happen.   I’ve seen places, done things and worked my fingers to the bone , literally they already are, as well as just working away.

I did make the move over to Orgrimmar, even as much as I hate the idea of smelly Orcs everywhere.  You know, Orcs make Forsaken smell nice in comparison.  I swear they never bathe. I could understand the construction after the Deathwing visit, however, that’s  been quite time ago and it appears as though they’ve finished.  It’s still just as noisy and dirty as ever.  At least Hazey didn’t have any squatters in her place like I did in my corner of the Undercity.   I have to wait on all of my stuff to arrive from there so that I can get settled in.

Poor thing never has replaced our couch in the living room either – still has the one leg replaced with a large rock and the stove still smokes something fierce, which means it needs to be cleaned out.  Naturally there was a fine layer of dust all over everything, so, I’ve spent my first day in Orgrimmar cleaning, dusting and getting the place at least livable for a Forsaken.   All the blankets needed to be shaken out too – funny how that dust infiltrates into everything.

I’ll be happy when my coffin arrives from the Undercity, hopefully without a passenger, so that I can get a decent time resting before I start working again.  I know that I am going to be putting all of my materials in the old trunk in the bedroom so that it will stay clean at least.

I do hate moving, it’s never been one of my favorite things.  I know that we never moved when we were alive because it would have been rather difficult to move a whole farm.  The whole visual of that just made me laugh.  I suppose we could have hired some mages if we were that desperate to move to a new location back then, however, the family was never that wealthy and I think that everyone was happy with where we were – close to Brill and close to the Undercity.

If my figures are correct and my planning has worked out the way that it should, I shouldn’t be in Orgrimmar for very long at all.  I am looking forward to going to Pandaria and I hope that Hazey was sincere in her invitation of letting me stay with her for a while.  I just hope that she doesn’t get all bossy like she did here in Orgrimmar when we both shared the house.   I willingly admit that once I got away from doing anything with leather, I was a lot happier – she had no idea how much I hated that part of what we were doing.   Now, if I want to stay home and sew, I can do that without feeling guilty about it.

Well, I need to sit down and send out a few letters to my customers in Silvermoon to let them know that I have finally changed locations and that my deliveries of their robes and other things might be delayed by at least a day if I have to carry everything back to them.  Some of them might enjoy an excursion to Orgrimmar, who knows?    I did notice quite a few more Blood Elves when I arrived and that kind of surprised me with the way that the company shut-down and moved so quickly to Silvermoon, I thought for sure that the population would have thinned out quite a bit.

I don’t especially want to deliver my goods to Silvermoon either with what happened with Hazey and how she ended up in Pandaria to begin with.  I don’t think that I would be happy having to live in a tent with a bunch of Blood Elves because their constant chatter is rather grating on the nerves – yes, I’m dead but I still get uncomfortable around a lot of needless chatter and those people really never shut-up.

I think that I will get in touch with Zippie and see if I can ship my stuff over there and she can send the money back to me so I don’t have run the risk of going to Silvermoon.  I don’t think that I would make good soldier material either because I’m good with a bow or gun, however, I am much happier if I can sit in a corner somewhere and sew to my heart’s content.  I know that I am not in any danger of running out of money for the moment because I have been saving every penny that I could get my hands on for my trip to Pandaria.  I can take my time getting there to live too.

Brianca Smythe 

Almost There…


May 13th

Dear Journal,

Talk about working your fingers to the bone, well, literally they are bone anyway, however, this is getting to be quite the project.  Hazey has said that if I can pay my way to Pandaria that we can live together at her farm in Halfhill – wherever that is.

I have just heard stories of the place and so far, my adventures have taken me far and wide in the Eastern Kingdoms.  I must say that I met some really nice dwarves although it felt a bit awkward at first because, let’s get real – they aren’t Horde.   The Thorium Brotherhood is what they go by and those other dwarves were just plain nasty and vile creatures.  Dark Irons they were called.  Yes, I can certainly see why they were called that and I can also tell you that they are a truly cranky lot.

One thing that I can tell you is that Forsaken have an odor, we’re well aware of it and try to keep it masked as much as any Death  Knight, however, these Dark Iron folks, honestly, they don’t look or smell like they have had a bath since the day they were born.  I’ve always known that dwarves were hairy, however, between these two groups, they might have whole families living in those beards – well, they might, I can’t say that I saw that many female dwarves and  when I did see them, they seemed a bit too cheerful. Maybe it’s from all of that drinking and they know that they are the only game in town – the girls I mean.

I’ve been doing quite a bit of sewing when I get a chance to get back to Undercity because I sure am not going to be carrying bags of material around with me when every place that I have been recently makes the City look like it’s clean and probably makes Orgrimmar look like paradise.  I suppose that I ought to be thankful that Hazey did keep the house in Orgrimmar because when I leave Undercity to go to Pandaria, I will need a place to store my stuff and maybe open a little store there for people to buy some of the things that I have been making.  I have sold quite a few robes in Silvermoon lately, which means that the population must be booming if they can’t find what they want there.  Of course, I add a few personal touches to the robes, a bit of gold braid, maybe some embroidery when the time permits, however, the ones that have been buying my robes seem to be willing to pay the prices that I have been putting on things.  I hope I can take some time off soon so that I can sew a few more.

I think that one of the reasons that I am in such a hurry to leave the Undercity right now is that we seem to have quite a few strangers showing up.  It’s not like the old days where you could pick out a corner some place and call that space yours, I’ve often times come back from running errands or making some deliveries of clothes that I have made and have found someone else sleeping in my coffin.   I am thinking of moving to Orgrimmar for a while and staying in Hazey’s house there.   I don’t like strange people sleeping in my coffee, it ruins that whole idea of it belonging to me and I’m not sure that everyone would like the lace frills on the pillows and I know they couldn’t possibly like my blankets with all of the work that I have put into them.   Let’s just say that I don’t like sharing my bed.

I know that I may be chasing a dream that may never happen, however, I am saving my money and looking to the future more than I have since I became Forsaken.

Brianca Smythe

 

 

Might Be Getting Company In Halfhill …


May 9th

Dear Journal,

Whoa!  I guess with all of my letters and all of my talk of life in Pandaria, my sister Brianca has finally got the bug to leave the Undercity again.  I know she hated Orgrimmar with a passion because she always felt like I had her under a microscope and was constantly chastising her for not doing her fair share, however, she doesn’t think she will feel that way if she comes to Pandaria.  I think that she thinks that it is going to be easy to pick up a farm or something, which it might be.

I know that she has been making money hand over fist with her tailoring and now, she’s called it quits with that guy that was living with her for a while.  He’s still around, however, she just doesn’t want him living with her anymore.  Well, I can’t say that they were living together really – they shared a corner with their coffins in UC and stayed close to one another most of the time, however, he started getting to be real bossy with her and that doesn’t set well with her anyway – nor me.  She thinks that her enchants will go over well up there too, which I am sure that we can use with the company  – we are always scrambling trying to find things and the AH has gotten to where it is so expensive that the majority of us don’t even bother anymore.

I had to laugh when she told me that the real reason she broke it off was because she thinks that he has been going to the black market for “parts” – he had been having some trouble with his feet and she says that the new ones that he had gotten, at a minimal cost must have belonged to a troll or something.  One of the toes actually had a toe-ring on it and she said they looked weird and didn’t suit a Forsaken at all.   Not only that, they smelled and his shoes didn’t fit right, which meant that he thought he needed to go without shoes most of the time.   Ewwww, we all know what kind of stuff a farmer can walk through and we both know what hunters tramp through from time to time too.

I did tell Bri that she could stay with me for a while because I do have the room although the place still isn’t furnished the way that I like it, it would still have room for two coffins even with all of the clutter.   We could get some of those fancy pillows from Silvermoon and throw them on top of them when we aren’t sleeping them – use them as sofas or something.   I’m still working on getting the stove fixed, the roof repaired completely – however, this all takes time and it all takes money.  It will be nice to have her at the farm with me too.   At least I know she doesn’t cheat at playing cards and she won’t be admiring herself in the mirror all of the time either.   Damn, those Blood Elf women are so vain.

Part of me is happy at the thought of having her come to Pandaria and part of me is a bit worried.   It’s not like I have a fella or anything up there and it does get lonely sometimes.  Not too many people like hanging out with the Forsaken.  Hey, we didn’t have a choice in the matter either, however, we don’t really fit with the humans and we’re just kind of hanging with the Horde until the Lady makes up her mind as to what she wants to do.   Sure, the Blood Elves are playing politics with the Regent Lord, we’re still be kind of quiet because who knows if Sylvanas will go nutso like that Jania lady did.   Sometimes these girls are just wrapped too tight in the brain pan.

I still can’t believe what happened with Theramore, however, it was kind of a payback for some of the things that happened in the Barrens with the Tauren – you don’t see Baine getting his knickers all in a bunch and telling that Pinhead Garrosh what to do in Orgrimmar.  Oh well, I’m glad that I’m out of that mess – never did think much of the “new” order of things in Orgrimmar anyway.  You never knew if the Forsaken were going to be used in Garrosh’s war machine as fodder or if he had some other plans.  I just know that I don’t see any letup with what Sylvanas was doing with things either.

At least in Pandaria, I am away from all of that and I’m not in the military because the Boss saw fit to write that letter for me and I didn’t end up going to jail.     Now, when Bri saves up enough money to make the move, I’ll at least have a decent roommate for a while.   I’m not sure that we will have the same schedule like we did before, however, I think it will be nice to have someone to share the expenses with anyway.

I saw Zippie in Halfhill and I think that I saw someone else that we both detest, however, I didn’t point out the redheaded Blood Elf that had been hanging around the market either.   I hope it’s not who I think it is because if it is, all of the trouble back in Silvermoon will have made a leap to Pandaria.

It was really nice to see Zippie and she said that she was taking some time off from the work in the office in Silvermoon.   She needed to get away from that as well as some of the shenanigans that the Princess was pulling.  I know that the Dawnglorys seem to be having a  wonderful time with their little girl – they haven’t gotten married yet, however, I don’t think that there would be any real big rush on that either.   I know that Dawnglory couldn’t’ deny the baby being his even if he wanted too, she looks just like him.  I know that I really kind of envy them their relationship, however, I’m sure there are some drawbacks with being alive and living with someone.  Never really thought about it, babies are nice but they make noise and let’s not even go where the diaper thing might be more than a bit unpleasant.

Hazey Smythe 

I Should Be Ashamed…


April 19th

 

Dear Journal,

Well, I suppose that I ought to be happy that I am not in jail or something even worse for the “crimes” that I have done, however, they were justified.  Let me explain a little bit about what happened because when I think about it, I laugh, however, I’m known for having a very twisted sense of humor.

If you’ll recall, I got drafted, shanghaied, however you want to put it to go to Pandaria against my better judgment and will.  It wasn’t exactly a choice that I was allowed to make because of that pinheaded idiot that we have for a Warchief over the Horde.   I willingly admit that I have always kind of done my own thing, however, I have always honored the oath to serve the Horde, until now.

So, I get put with a group of Rangers in Krasarang and of course they were mostly Blood Elves.  You know the kind that I mean.  The ones that have the fabulous hair and the devastating good looks that they are very aware of.  I don’t dislike elves, I just wish they weren’t so self-absorbed.  I know we’ve all had a tough go at things, look at my people and  the Lady – we haven’t exactly been blessed by the Light, if you know what I mean.

Well, to make a long story short, I was serving my time with the Rangers, having to bunk in with at bunch of simpering females was bad enough, however, the thing that was driving me to distraction was all of the talk about men, hair, makeup and what they might buy to wear at some upcoming event or party.  Just drove me batshit crazy, it did.  Luckily for them, I had purchased my little farm, so, on my days off, I went and stayed at the farm even if it isn’t furnished and all fixed up like some I’ve seen.

On my last trip to Undercity to visit with Brianca, I had picked up a nice bottle of lice, not your average kind of lice, our kind of lice.  Well, I got back to the camp in Krasarang and emptied the whole bottle in the middle of the big tent where we’re supposed to sleep and watched the little critters scamper off to all areas of the tent – I wasn’t worried about me getting lice, what are they going to munch on, my dead flesh won’t hold a candle to the likes of these juicy little Blood Elf women.

Oh it worked like a charm it did.  Of all of the wails and cries I have never heard the like.  Naturally, they thought they had some kind of strange malady that they had caught from something in Pandaria.  Little did they know it was all homegrown.  Some of them were in pretty sad shape, bites and then the critters got into all that fabulous hair.  Well, they or a group of them went to the healers to see what could be done, all of that itching and stuff was making them real cranky, not to mention, they couldn’t cover up all of those bite marks.  I guess the healers weren’t all that sympathetic with them and told them that the only way they could get rid of the “lice” was to bathe with lye soap and shave their heads.

Have you ever seen a Blood Elf with real red skin and bald?  I almost peed myself when the first group got back from doing what they were told to do.  Naturally, they were trying to hide the baldness with the helms, however, in this heat and dampness, that probably wasn’t a good thing.

Anyway, the whole thing was tracked back to me and I was going to get Court Marshaled or something worse for damaging all of these little beauties.   The corker was not only were the people in my tent infected with the malady, you could sure tell the ones that slept around because it spread throughout the camp like wildfire.   I didn’t think that it would get that serious but it sure did.

Lucky for me, I got my letter from Zippie with the letter from the Boss that told the Rangers that I was no longer in their service, I was under the guidance of the Regent Lord from now on and worked for a private company.   They had to let me go, they had to drop the charges and I think that some of them actually had a party after I left – Forsaken are a bit offensive to the beautiful people.

Anyway, my service to the Horde and the Rangers has come to a close and I can start living my life like I was before with my time being my own.  What a relief!  I never was good at following orders and I will have to say that I am not real thrilled with the kind of treatment I got there either.   Sure, I’m still loyal to the Horde, however, I am even more loyal to my employer at this point.

I am kind of ashamed of myself about what I did, however, how was I to know that lice would end up infecting the entire camp.  I’m kind of giggling too – can you imagine all of these bald-headed Blood Elves running around Pandaria and too ashamed to go back to Silvermoon until their hair grows back.  Hey, they asked for it.

Hazey Smythe