Adjusting to Draenor…


June 28th

Dear Journal,

I know that I have questioned my sanity a few times in the past, however, I think that this time I have every reason to do so.  Yes, I did make the trip to Draenor and can see some of the beauty here in this savage land that my ancestors roamed in Azeroth’s past.   I will never understand this Alternate Timeline thing that has been introduced to us although I am fascinated with it at the same time.  I keep having to remind myself that some of these people that I am meeting here are totally unaware of their own existence in Azeroth nor the history there.  I know that it can all be very confusing if I try to dwell on it for too long.  I’ll just do my duty here with the Sentinels and return to Azeroth in due time.

One of my main reasons for traveling to Draenor is to protect my Azeroth and the other is to find my Sindorei husband.  I know that he traveled here to uphold his oath to the Horde and was ordered here by his Regent Lord in Silvermoon, however, I can’t understand some of the reasoning behind the fact that the travel between the timelines is so restricted on the Horde.  Is it a lack of skilled mages or is it a hidden thing that we have yet to find out about yet.  Do some of the higher ups in the Horde think that if they give their commanders more freedom to travel  back to Azeroth that those people may not return to their duty?   Oh, I’m sure that it will all come to pass sometime in the near future.

I did make my way to Kaldor and Kae’s garrison and I have to admit that those two have done quite well for themselves here in Shadowmoon Valley.  Of course, I can stay with them for a while but I will be staying primarily at the Sentinel encampment not far from here – there are patrols to be done as well as other duties – not to mention, I will be spending some time trying to find my Sindorei.  At least I know where the majority of the Horde main garrisons are located  in Frostfire Ridge and where some of the alternate garrisons are located.  I am almost afraid that this is going to be one of those adventures of finding the needle in the haystack, however, I will do it because that is why I wanted to come here.

I asked Kal if he had heard anything from his Father recently and he said that he hadn’t, however, he knew that his Father was establishing himself in Draenor with quite a good reputation for doing things a bit differently than some of the other Horde Commanders.   Well, I can understand the rumors of his being ruthless in some cases, however, I can understand the other rumors of his unusual kindness to some of the locals too.  In all of the years of our being together and raising our children I have learned to accept the different facets of my beloved’s personality as he has learned to accept mine as well.

I think that Shadowmoon is absolutely beautiful and would enjoy being able to linger in the area as much as possible, however,  I know that we are here for two reasons and that is to defeat the Iron Horde to protect not only the locals and our own in Azeroth, we’re here to make sure that Garrosh Hellscream is brought to justice once again.  I know that Kal and I were discussing some of the things that he had seen and done since he’s been here and we’re both kind of nodding our heads at the fact that not only are we supposedly assisting the Draeni, we’re also trying to make sure that Horde doesn’t take advantage of the situation as they have proven to do in our previous history.

I know that the rebellion within the Horde caused enough strife in the ranks to drive many of the members away from the faction or at least put quite a bit of distance between themselves and  Orgrimmar, my Sindorei is not even be an exception that part.  To have let that Garrosh run rampant and to have let him almost sell out the other races of the faction for his own avarice and egotistical infatuation with the Orc superiority  were the crowning blows that put the nail in the coffin of Garrosh’s reign as Warchief. I can understand the Pandaren wanting to put Hellscream on trial for his crimes against their country, however, at the same time, I wish that they hadn’t been so “fair” about it.  We should have killed the beast when we had the opportunity and we wouldn’t be in the mess that we’re in currently.

I know that I have found myself having the strangest of dreams since I have been here in Shadowmoon Valley, it’s that feeling of being here and not feeling like you truly belong – it’s like you have been dropped into an area where everything is familiar and yet strange at the same time.  I’ve talked to Kal about how I have been feeling since I arrived and he said that he went through the same thing for the first couple of months after his arrival and agreed that it is very disorienting to say the least.   He says that I will adjust to the strange feelings in time and that I shouldn’t give it too much thought or obsess on it because there have been a few instances where the people just went completely off the deep-end or actually went totally native – I can see that happening to some people that don’t have strong personalities.

Ah well, at least I am here now and I can do my duty and still have time to try to locate my Sindorei.  I so miss that husband of mine .

 

Amyn

Finally…Some Good News


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

May 7th

Dear Journal,

Well, I will have to admit that I did wake up in a better frame of mind this morning than I have in many months.  I had gotten some very good news in my mail last night that I wasn’t expecting and it partially pleased me and discouraged me a bit too.

It appears as though my wife has finally had enough of this separation nonsense and has started on her journey to Draenor or she may already be here after I noticed the date on the letter.  Sometimes it takes a little bit longer for the smuggled mail to make it to me and that’s understandable, at least it was unopened.  Zippie has her own way of disguising mail with her monthly reports, so, I’m sure a couple of the days that it was delayed was while she was finishing up some of her weekly reports that she was sending to me.  Anyway, I got the letter and I will have to admit that I almost shouted with the joy of the news because I have missed my woman more than I thought could be even possible.

I know that Amyn and I had discussed her following me to Draenor and my thought was that we wouldn’t be here that long and that it would be a lot easier for me to get the leaves from the Garrison that it has turned out to be.  All of these months of serving here have taught me that nothing is as it seems, at least in my mind’s eye.    I hope that the Alliance is a little bit more prepared to allow its troops to travel back and forth to their home world than the Horde appears to be at this time.   I now that I have been putting in requests for leave for the last two months and each time I get a letter back telling me how important my position is here in Draenor and that my presence is very much required.

At least I hope that Amyn is in Shadowmoon Valley for a while and I can get over there without being encumbered with troops on a scouting mission.  I know that it is really something that the higher-ups frown on a the Commanders taking off on missions of their own, however, if we don’t do that, we’d end up sitting in the Garrisons and filling out some paperwork that a clerk could do very easily.  Anyway, I’ll try to get word to her as soon as I can, once I can figure out where she might be stationed so that we can get together for some long deserved time.  I know where Kaldor is stationed and I have been able to send him a letter once in a while and he has responded, so, I know that it’s possible to get the mail through those lines.

I know that I am just happy knowing that my wife is on the same continent now and that betters the chances of us seeing one another.  I know it sounds selfish, however, I have missed her so much that there were times that I felt like take a leave without permission and to hell with the consequences.  Oh yes, I do take my oaths to the Regent Lord seriously and my oath to the Horde seriously, however, there are limits as to how much I am going to give up when it comes to my family – I don’t see how keeping men away from their loved ones like this is going to keep the morale high enough to accomplish all of the things that we are supposed to be doing while we’re in Draenor.

I know that it is supposedly Spring somewhere in this Light Forsaken place, however, someone forget to let the calendar know about here in Frostfire Ridge.  When I woke up this morning, the stove in my little hut by the garden had gone out and I was freezing things that shouldn’t be frozen when I crawled out from under the furs.   I will admit that the coldness doesn’t seem to be affecting the garden, however, it does affect my Sindorei body a bit more than I would have thought sometimes.   I have to chuckle here because it could be from my age or something too, however, I don’t want to dwell on that too much either. One would have thought that it would stay warmer here in the cavern with the lava pool so close by, however, I know that the wind whips through here quite a bit sometimes in the wee hours of the morning.

I know I’m sitting here in the main hall just kind of grinning like a fool to myself about the fact that there might be a chance that I will be seeing Amyn soon.  It feels like a holiday that hasn’t happened yet and I know that I am just anxiously awaiting the meeting.  Just to see that smile of hers and those glowing eyes, it makes me almost tremble with delight.  I know she has missed me too if the words in her letter that hinted at such things that the two of us could do together when we are reunited.

Well, I don’t let Dawnglory know about Amyn’s getting here just yet because he is just being miserable with his separation from Romy, especially since he knows that she’s pregnant with his second child.  I never thought that the man would get that crazy about one woman and how much he would dote on his daughter, much less, just pining away for the arrival of his second child.    I just hope that he thinks a good long time before he does anything stupid, like just taking off and going back to Halfhill without proper leave credentials.  Sometimes I can control his emotions and sometimes I just have to walk away because he has stubborn streak that makes my own look like a passing phase.

So much for sitting here filling out paperwork, it’s time for me to get off my backside and get Pan moving so that we can take one of our many walks around the Garrison and head out to do some work of our own.  I know I won’t make it to the Valley today, however, there are some areas here in Frostfire that have peaked my interest of late with the influx of more ogres.

Fnor Morningstar

Hard Decisions…


April 26th

Dear Journal,

I think that I have finally made up my mind as to what I am going to do.  I am tired of sitting here in Stormwind and trying to cope with the business and trying to cope with being apart from Sindorei.  It is started to cause me quite a bit of trouble because my mind is constantly straying to the man that I love.

It has been months since the conflict started with Iron Horde on Draenor and it has been months since I have been able to see my Sindorei.  I know that everyone thought that the whole thing wouldn’t take a long time and that everyone would be able to come back home pretty quickly or at least be able to come home to see their families.   There are mages that are sending supplies and troops back forth to the areas there and there are some mages that are even sending people back home for a price.

I fear that what has happened is that the military has decided that they are going to keep men away from their families in order to finish what was started in Draenor these many months ago.  I can understand why everyone feels the responsibility of trying to ride this sort of thing out, however, those men that are constantly fighting need a time away from the battles and need to see their loved ones.  I know that I can’t be the only person that is feeling the yearning of not being able to see my husband and to know that the is okay too – we used to get leaves to come home in all of the other conflicts, why aren’t the people allowed to do so now?  Is it the cost of the magic or is there some other evil afoot that we are unable to step away from?

I have already made up my mind as to what I am going to do and should have acted upon it months ago.  Since my Sindorei is not able to make his way back to Azeroth for whatever reason, I am going to go to this Draenor to find him and have an opportunity to be with him.  We have always found a way to be together here on Azeroth, I don’t think that we will have that much trouble finding a way to do the same things in Draenor.  I say that enough is enough and I’m going to take matters in my own hands and rejoin my Sentinel group that I had taken a leave of absence before all of this conflict started again.

Magdamia will just have to get used to the idea of running things again and I am in hopes that she will get over her dislike of the way that things are setup in Shattrath and do the job professionally with Zippie.  I get along very well with Zippie and will have to admit that Magdamia can be rather biased in her feelings, she’s not overly fond of Worgen, however, she has learned to deal with them respectfully.  I know that her whole attitude needs to change with her dealings with goblins because she will have to do that quite a bit in Shattrath and she will have to get over her inability to accept the fact that Fnor and I are the owners of the company and we have been dealing with both factions for years.  Of course, we’re the odd couple because he is Sindorei and I am Kaldorei, our relationship was definitely one that could have been deadly in years past, however, in the open cities such as Shattrath and once upon a time, Dalaran, we were accepted to a certain point.

I know that I have made up my mind and will do what needs to be done even if I am torn with the thoughts of leaving my two youngest sons and my parents behind here in as well as Vashlan, although he is almost fully grown at this point and very much involved with his magic.   At least I will have a chance to see Kaldor and Kae when I get to Draenor and then, my true object of yearning thoughts, I’ll be able to track my Sindorei down.

Oh, how much can a woman miss her husband when she remembers every little thing that he does? The way he laughs, the sheer scent of the man that would fill my nostrils as we lay together in our bed.  I miss that long black hair trailing across my shoulders when he would lean in for a kiss or even to just nuzzle my neck affectionately.  I miss those tender endearing words in Thalassian that only he could whisper in my ear as he held me in his arms.  Yes, I miss all of those physical things, however, I truly miss that feeling that we shared together of being almost spiritually joined.  I feel like half of my being is missing when I am unable to reach out and touch his hand from time to time.

This Draenor thing has made it hard for me to feel that he and I are in the same plane of existence because we aren’t.  He’s off in some other time and place and I feel that void, that lack of connection is almost unbearable.  At least when I knew that he was in Azeroth somewhere, I could at least travel to where he was rather easily or he could travel to where I was without any trouble at all.  Now, things are different and I am almost afraid that all of these people that are in Draenor are actually cutoff from their loved ones and there is no way to guarantee that it won’t be permanent in some way.  When and if we finally all return to our own time and place, will we still have that connection like we have had in the past or is this feeling of complete separation going to linger on after we return?

Yes, I’ve made up my mind, I am going to turn everything over to Magdamia and I am going to go to Draenor to be with my son and his Father again.  It’s the only thing that I can think of doing that will bring us all back together again.  Yes, I will miss my sons that I leave behind here on Azeroth, however, I know that what I am planning on doing is something that I have to do to make sure that our family survives all of the things that I feel might be coming in the future.

I know that I keep writing that I’ve made up my mind as if I need to convince myself of it or something.  I think that the reason that I do that is because I need to convince myself that it is the right thing to do and that I won’t regret the sacrifices that the family will endure with my absence.  I have everything set up and everything is in place so that there shouldn’t be any difficulties for any of them.  We can still get in touch with one another with the mail because that seems to be running the way that it should for the most part, I’m just not sure how I am going to be able to get back here to Stormwind if the need arises, hopefully things have gotten better in Draenor and we will have the freedom to travel easier to obtain.

 

Amyn

Nice To Be Back Home…


January 23rd

Dear Journal,

I know, I know, it’s been a while since I have written anything in my journal, however, there really isn’t that much for me to write about because I’m not that exciting of a person, you know?  Yeah, I do things, however, I don’t know that anyone would care about it all that much because it does seem like they are living very exciting lives these days and I’m just not old enough to go along with them yet.

I did enjoy the holidays in Nagrand with the rest of the family although it did make me a bit sad to be there again.  The new house is awesome and I like the fact that I have my own room, that was a plus that I really enjoyed.  I’m not saying that I don’t like staying with my grandparents because I do, however, I do have to share my room with my brother, Volardan, when he deems it necessary to bother to come home. He’s never going to change and  I know that it is a disappointment to my Mom and my grandparents because he is always getting into trouble – they just have to realize that he is what he is and accept it.  He’s got the whole persona down for being a rogue and I don’t think that anyone is going to change that path for him other than himself.

I think what makes me sad when I am in Nagrand and at the new house is that isn’t all that far from where my biological Father was killed in a hunting accident.  I know that Mom and my step-father probably didn’t think about it when they built the place but it’s something that has never left my mind too often.  Of course, the person responsible for it never has admitted that it was his fault either and I know that it hurts me to think that he may not even realize it. Vol won’t say it was him that threw the blade at the beasts and that one act started the stampede that our Father couldn’t escape.  I know that I stood up shortly thereafter and fired a volley of arrows to try to buy Dad some time, however, it was already too late even if had worked, the poor man never stood a chance.  Oh, I’ve forgiven him a long ago, however, the feelings that I do have are very mixed about his not ever coming clean with the truth on it.   Oh well, I can’t dwell on it because he is still my brother and I do love him as my brother, however, I may not like him as a person, which is okay.

I am enjoying the fact that we’re back in Dolonaar and I can go about my business the way that I like it.  No, I am not going to get tangled up with the Sentinels anytime soon, I’m too young, and they have their own way of doing things.  I’ll hunt, fish and sell the skins to my Mom’s company in Stormwind.  It’s a nice way to help out the grandparents and it’s also a way for me to save up some money so that  might be able to travel on my own some day.  I like that idea – I know that Kal likes being able to make his own decisions and it looks like he has been fairly successful with it.

Karing Shadowmoon

 

Making Future Plans…Maybe Dalaran


January 10th

Dear Journal,

Well , I am indeed very happy to be back in Stormwind City after the Winter Veil in Shattrath and Nagrand.  As much as I love my family, it is sometimes very hard to hold my tongue when my Father’s sisters are there and they continuously are taking verbal shots at one another and the youngest one is one that I’d love to morph into something that didn’t speak.

She has a mouth on her and she’s not the brightest person that I have ever met, that is a fact.  Stupid, selfish and just plain mean spirited.  I know that it was all that I could do not to just zap her with an arcane blast or something.  I suppose this is what my Mother meant when she said that the Sindorei have a different way of looking at things, however, she acts like she is doing my Mother a favor just by her showing up and letting us all worship her presence.  I know I really had to watch myself because everything about the girl just rubs me the wrong way, no respect for my Father, no respect for anyone or anything that stands in her way or disagrees with her.  She’s just plain rude, if you ask me.  Well, no one asked me but that’s my opinion.

Yes, the weather is letting itself be known here in Stormwind, it’s windy, there are snowflakes in the air sometimes and the wind just seems to tear through every stitch of clothing that you have on and chills you right to the bone.  I know that I am not a winter person at all and it is becoming more noticeable to me.

I wish that my Dad had been able to come home from Draenor for the holiday because I know that my Mother would have enjoyed everything a lot more than she did, I’m sure.  Oh, she enjoyed having the family at the house in Nagrand even if Kal and Dad weren’t there – there was a way that she would look around sigh sometimes that really made me feel bad for her.  At least the grandparents were there and my youngest sibs, I still want to sheep them every now and again, however, I’m old enough now that I don’t think that it would be appreciated.

My studies are kind of bogging down here in Stormwind and I would like to be able to continue on with them in Dalaran, however, I don’t know that my parents would go along with that all too well.  I don’t think that everyone up there would remember the Morningstar name nor the Shadowmoon – they might remember my Dad in some ways though because he was never one to hide anything that he was doing and he was very proud of his Kaldorei wife.    Some might remember the name of the company though and it’s a good thing that I don’t use Morningstar for my surname, good ol’ Kaldorei custom saves the day again.  Anyway, I am doing some checking on what it would take for me to make the move to Dalaran and how much it would cost if I didn’t have a mentor in place.  I might have to take an internship if it is too expensive and my parents won’t agree to it.

I talked with quite a few other mages that were in Shattrath this year and they are all studying in Dalaran, well, not the Horde mages, just Alliance.  It sounds like it would be rather easy to get my foot in the door if I knew the right people.  I did talk to a couple of the instructors  in Shattrath that were on holiday and they told me that to advance my studies in the Arcane, I would definitely have to spend some time in Dalaran as an apprentice to one of the instructors there.  I got a couple of names to contact and I might sit down and write them this week, giving my qualifications and the names of my current instructors so that they know that I am a serious student and not just a social butterfly or something.

One of the things that I did notice was the library in Shattrath is pretty extensive and I found several volumes that I had never seen before and was able to sit down and read them there without anyone being  aware of my presence.

I don’t know exactly how Kal deals with his eyes being flecked with as much green as they have because it is a dead giveaway for our heritage, however, I have been using a glamour more often as not.  One of the things that I am aware of is that as I have gotten older, my eyes are showing more green, which can let people know right away that you’re a half-breed.  I will admit that the bias that was there is not as bad as it used to be in some places, it still exists.    One of the issues that I may have in getting to further my studies in Dalaran is my heritage.  I guess I’ll have to figure something out to hide that so even my instructors may not notice it.  This will require some further research on my part.

I suppose that I will have to broach the subject to my Mother before she leaves for Draenor to see what she thinks about it and to also ask for some financial aid.  I know that it is very expensive to live in Dalaran  and that the costs of just about everything is much higher than what I am used too.  I hope that she approves and will get my Father to approve of it as well, it would make life so much easier for me if I had their support, if not, well, I may have to start selling things off that I own and find some kind of work to pay for my studies.

Vashlan Shadowmoon

Shadowmoon Valley…


December 23rd

Dear Journal,

I will willingly admit that neither Kae nor I wanted to make this trip to Draenor, however, duty calls and there was no way that we could justify not serving.  A Sentinel is always a Sentinel and a Scout with the aforementioned Sentinel has no excuse not to go with them either.

I think that we had everything pretty much taken care of in Pandaria for the most part and I hope that Jogu will take care of the farm while we are gone too.  I have no great expectations on his abilities, however, he was the only one left that we could ask since the majority of our neighbors are also in the same situation of having to leave that pleasant lifestyle behind and we have to move forward with the rest.  Oh well, I am sure that we will be going back there for visits when we can and that first visit back will definitely be one that the two of us will definitely look forward too.

This whole Draenor thing is hard for me to wrap my head around and I am not going to worry about it because I will just go where we are ordered and do the job that I am supposed to do and be done with it eventually.  Oh, I understand all of the supposed reasons that we are here and will just have to accept that at face value because I have no other choice in the matter.  I guess that sums that up, right?

Kae and I did survive the initial onslaught into this strange land and we didn’t get injured too badly other than a few nicks here and there and a couple of interesting bruises that can come from just getting into close contact with someone, didn’t even have to be friend or foe either – it was as if we had joined in a full on mob assault and that’s just how it had to be in order for us to drive back the Iron Horde and to start our adventure in saving this land from itself.  Not as bad as all of the Sha influence in Pandaria but I honestly can’t tell that much difference – we’re here to right a wrong and that’s just the whole gist of what I understand.  It’s not for me to reason why, I’m here to do a job.

I will have to admit that after the initial shock and the landing on Draenor proper, we were pleasantly surprised by ending up in Shadowmoon Valley.  Oh, we had the family name long before we even knew of the existence of Shadowmoon, however, it always gives me a chuckle when I think about it.  One of these days I will have to ask my grandparents where the name actually came from, it definitely didn’t come from Outland, or maybe it did and I would almost believe that it didn’t come from this land either.

Shadowmoon Valley is so totally different from what I am used to in Azeroth, however, it is still somewhat familiar at the same time.  I don’t know how to explain that feeling of déjà vu that I have here.  Where the Shadowmoon Valley in Azeroth is full of demons, lava and other dangerous things, this Shadowmoon Valley has a different appearance as well as a whole new set of dangers.   Some of the mountains look familiar in so far as their location, however the rest of the landscape is totally alien to me.

This Shadowmoon Valley is rolling hills, mountains and very lush plains.  A lot of elekk roam the area as well as I’ve seen more Draeni here than I think I ever did even while I was living in Shattrath.  The Draeni that are native here on Draenor are similar to the Azeroth Draeni with the exception that there are more of them here than there was at home. The ones here don’t seem to be as aloof as the Draeni that I grew up with in Shattrath.

It’s a beautiful and yet dangerous territory that we have ventured into and I will have to admit that I do like it.  There is so much to see and so much to take in that it is really hard for me to explain the mixed emotions that I have about it.  Of course, Pandaria was my first military adventure and my first real time away from the family and the company, however, this even feels like it might be a step above that.

I know that Kae is constantly telling me to close my mouth because I am constantly amazed by all of the things that I am seeing here  and my mouth usually drops open making me look like an imbecile sometimes – things familiar and yet different from what I grew up with in our Outland.  How could a place so horrible and deadly in my home world be so beautiful and alluring as this Shadowmoon Valley currently is.  I guess what I am trying to say that I know that the things that Legion did before I was ever even born totally devastated the area and the people that were living in it.  While the old place is one that I never willingly spent much time in, this one just might be hard for me to pull myself away from it all at the same time.

Oh yes, the Iron Horde have left their mark on the area and we are still chasing after them as well as getting into the occasional skirmish with them when we chance upon them on our patrols.  It does remind me very much of the activity that we faced when we first hit Pandaria and the opposition that we had to overcome in the Jade Forest.   I know that there are a few strongholds here in the valley that the Iron Horde have built up, however, they are definitely a temporary roadblock for us, I’m sure.  I am proud to say that the Alliance is definitely showing their abilities to our advantage here – maybe all of those months in Pandaria have taught us all how to take this sort of thing in our stride.

At least Kae and I have a decent little house to stay in and it really kind of reminds me of some of the places that are on the outskirts of Stormwind.  Same kind of structures although they still smell very new – the smell of the freshly carpentered wood that was used to make the house is still very aromatic.  Yes, we do have to share the house with another couple, however, it is much better for us rather than being stuck in the barracks or the tents.  At least we have some privacy here and it is greatly appreciated.

Kae and I both miss our little house in Pandaria where we could be lazy and sit around in our robes if we felt like it and not have to be embarrassed by doing so.  I know that the couple we are sharing the place with are usually on opposite schedules than we are and we actually don’t spend that much time in their company, however, the time that we have spent with them has been very pleasant.

I know that my Father is up here in Draenor someplace however, I did hear that their landing area was a lot less inviting than where we ended up.  I know that my Dad probably isn’t too keen on spending all of this time in an icy cold area that almost looks like Northrend.  He always complained when we were in Northrend, not in Dalaran, that there wasn’t any way that you could ever get warm enough there on the coast and I have to agree with him on that matter.

At least I don’t have too many people looking at me as strangely as they did in Pandaria because we are all too busy staying alive.  I think that there must be some reason when they are so willing to accept a person of my heritage in this land than they were before in Azeroth.   I have to laugh because they may not have noticed it  either because the green in my eyes could very easily be a reflection from the surroundings and not a genetic thing after all, right?

At least our patrols aren’t as long as they were in Pandaria due to the vastness and the newness of the area.  It isn’t easy to stay on your toes for days on end when you’re patrolling the surrounding areas from our base.  We’ve just barely started getting into the interior of the land now and those patrols are pretty dangerous and have been given over to some of the more experienced Sentinels and Scouts.  It’s okay, I can accept that too because I think that Kae and I fall in the middle there somewhere on the experience level.  At least we didn’t get assigned to that idiot commander that we had in Pandaria this time because that would have been the final straw to break our backs after having to leave our happy little farm behind.   We’re with a totally different group that came out of Feathermoon in Kalimdor, they seem to be more about what we’re supposed to be doing and not willing to spend so much of the off time worrying about how people are living their lives when they aren’t on duty.  It’s a nice change and the kind of thing that I had always expected from the Sentinels.

Well, I am getting that look from my lovely lady that I need to put my things away and get ready to head back out on yet another patrol.  I wonder how long we will be in Draenor?  No one has actually said anything about that either.  I know that we still have forces stationed in and around Pandaria even after all of this time, however, I think that the hostilities may be of lesser importance there than they are here.  Well, we’re still chasing after that Horde Warchief that went insane and escaped after his capture – that’s why we’re here.  He did his level best to destroy Azeroth and I don’t think that he is going to have much of an opportunity to destroy this land too.

Kaldor Shadowmoon

 

Getting Everything in Order…


December 1st

Dear Journal,

The winter winds are already starting here in Stormwind.  The chill in the air is enough to let you know that the snow won’t be too terribly far behind and that is just one of the things that is telling me that there is change in the air.

My poor Sindorei is probably freezing to death in his new command area that he wrote me about.  Seems he got called back to duty and sent off on some mission for the Horde.  Poor fellow never seems to take a break from his “duty” and I can understand that because I will be reporting back for duty soon too, it seems.  There is always some kind of threat to the existence of Azeroth looming on the horizon and it was stupid of me to think that these times would be any different.

I don’t know exactly how all of this has come to pass, however, I do know that if they had killed that fool of a Warchief, this wouldn’t’ be going on now.  To let that insane creature escape was the worst thing that could have happened.  The people had him in their hands and he got away to start more trouble.  Some kind of draconic time travel thing, that’s what people are saying and it makes me want to throw-up.  I’ve always been a bit afraid of the different dragons and have always given them a wide berth especially after the experiences we all have had with Deathwing when he was running rampant and trying to destroy everything and everyone on the planet.

I know that in times of war and strife that our business is going to be showing another huge profit because that’s just how it works.  Import and Export – buying and selling to both factions and we still have Shattrath going great guns now.  Things  won’t change for us financially other than getting more money in to go along with more employees and growing like there is no tomorrow.    I’m glad that my Sindorei was smart enough to set his businesses up the way that he did so that we can be flexible at all times.   I know that it sounds terrible, however, war is always profitable.

I know that I was taken aback when I got the letter delivered here at the warehouse in Stormwind after it had gone to Pandaria first.  If I had gotten the letter in a timely manner, I might have been able to spend some time with my love before he left for the front again.  Now, he’s there and I’m still here, although that will change in the next month because I report for duty with the Sentinels again – I got my letter too.  Seems we’re all being called back in with this new threat.   I don’t know if Kaldor and Kaelendra have been forced back into the service again, however, I am pretty sure that they will probably be joining me before too much longer.  This is going to make Kal very unhappy because I know that he loves Kae in his own way, however, he’s not too fond of his duties as a Scout for the Sentinels and all that that entails.  Poor fellow, I wish that there was some way that I could make that easier for him.

Oh, I do know one way that might help Kal with his issues and I think that I will bring it up with him when I go to Pandaria tomorrow.  I am going to suggest that he and Kal take their vows at the Moonwell in Darnassus before they report back in for duty.  I know that the mated couples are usually kept together most of the time and the “services” required from the Scouts is strictly up to how the commanders deem it – they usually don’t force the issues if the couple are truly dedicated to one another as they should be, since it’s mated for life.  I’ll talk to him and see what his feelings are.  I know that he was waffling the last time I talked with him and I just had to tell him that not all relationships are as crazy as his Father’s and mine.

If he happens to get Kae pregnant, that might buy him some extra time as well as relieving Kae from the burden of serving until after my grandchild is born.  That sounds funny, a grandchild.  I would have to insist that they leave the baby with my parents in Dolonaar since that is where my two youngest sons are going to be staying again.  I want them out of the city as quickly as possible – as for Vashlan, he is still working on his studies, however, he may get called in for service – a good battle mage is needed for portals and things of that nature.   When I spoke to Vashlan about the possibility of his getting drafted into this mess, he wasn’t too keen on it, however, I know that he will do his duty if needed.

Now, I just have to sit here and start putting plans together for my side of the company too.  I know that Maggie will probably be staying in Stormwind a lot more since she has taken on a lover in Darnassus – that Lagn fellow.  She doesn’t know that I know about it, I’m sure, I’ve just noticed how often she takes the boat and how long she stays  – plus, she acts totally contented for a few days when she gets back. I’m happy that she finally found a man that she feels comfortable with because I was getting very nervous about her being in the apartments with Vashlan alone a lot of the time.  Vashlan is very much like his Father and has had numerous lovers in the last few months, however, he is being discrete about it and hasn’t brought any of them back to the apartments like he was doing before he and I had our discussion.

I will still have to get  a proper manager for the warehouses in Shattrath and I think that I am going to let Maggie deal with that because she can find someone that she likes working with.  I know that she absolutely can’t stand Zippie because of how goblins are.  Well, if Zippie is doing a good job for Morningstar Enterprises and my Sindorei is happy with her performance, I’m not rocking the boat because of Maggie.   Now, to find someone that won’t mind working with a goblin is going to be the issue, maybe one of the little gnomes that I have seen hanging around here of late.  I’ll talk to Maggie.

Well, I know that it is getting later this morning than what I had planned when I started writing this and there are a lot of things that I want to get done today because I do want some time to spend with my boys and my parents before I have to report back in for active duty.

Amyn