Seasons Changing…


October 22nd

Dear Journal,

Well, there won’t be much going on with the farm today until this rain goes away or at least isn’t coming down in torrents.  I know I haven’t written in my journal for a while because I have been very busy with the farm and just gathering herbs before the seasons truly change.

Naturally it is that time of year when everyone is running around trying to get as much candy as they can and fighting off the Headless Horseman when the opportunity presents itself.  This is always a fun time of year for the young ones and even though my children are grown now, they still enjoy running around in costumes and getting in on the fun.  Heck, I even go out once in a while to do the same thing although I am not as dedicated to it as some are.  It’s fun watching people get all dressed up in costumes and the adults regress back to their childhood.

Goodness!  I know that the Earth Mother is replenishing the earth with the rain before the winter months set in, however, I am beginning to wonder if she isn’t trying to do it all in one session.  I don’t recall it raining this much in Halfhill for a very long time, now, it just seems like there is a fog moving in with the rain and the temperatures haven’t gotten rather brisk – or it could be that I am getting older and I am feeling the cold.

I think that I am going to leave the farm to the children for a few days and head back to Kalimdor for a visit.  It’s been a while since I’ve stayed in Thunder Bluff at our old house there and I kind of miss it.  I always love the Fall at the Bluff.  So many traditions to be observed and so many things to do that are strictly on the entertainment level for me anyway.   I would like to be able to sit in the afternoon sunshine and talk with my old friends like we used too before I moved to Pandaria.  Maybe I can even stay long enough to attend some of the Story Circles that are happening in Mulgore.  I love to hear the tales and the scary ones are always the best because sometimes the tale bearers get very dramatic with them and make it all that much more enjoyable.

I had such high hopes that my children would find mates this year in Pandaria and it hasn’t happened yet.  I wonder why they can’t seem to find someone to settle down with.  I would like to have some grandchildren  to enjoy in my golden years.   I thought that Mahamura had found someone this past Summer, however, she said that she isn’t quite ready to settle down just yet and children are definitely not something that she really seems to be interested in a whole lot.

I suppose the rain isn’t going to go away for a while and I can get some of the housework done while everyone is away for a while.  I can also gather up the few things that I want to take with me to Kalimdor and be ready to leave once I tell the children that Mom needs a break from Pandaria.

 

Mooma Cloudhoof

 

Visiting Friends…


December 29th

Dear Journal,

Well, I will have to admit that it has been quite pleasant to be back here in Thunder Bluff for the holidays.  I’ve missed some of my old friends and we are all having a wonderful time just visiting with them.  Lots of changes to the families that I can hear about too.

I didn’t realize how large our home was here in Thunder Bluff, however, it’s nice to be home even if I have spent a great deal of my time cleaning the place and getting the dust out of everything.  We haven’t been home for a couple of months and I am afraid that the house is showing the lack of attention.  I thought that Tahfal might have at least gotten someone to take care of things when he left home, however, it probably slipped his mind.  Oh well, a little hard work never really hurt anyone I suppose.  I do have the children here with me to help out too.  I think that while I’m here, I will see if I can get someone to stay here in the house while we’re gone, just to keep things in order and not neglected.

I know that it is nice to see the calves that I knew in the past that have all grown up to be nice strong Tauren and upholding a lot of the old traditions that us oldsters set such great store in.  It always a good thing for any tribe to keep up the traditions so that they won’t be lost in the sands of time.   I am listening to my old friends talk of their children and their grandchildren now and it makes me sad that none of my children have made me a Grandmother just yet, however, there is plenty of time.   I am sure that one of the younger boys or even Maha might let that happen someday.

I really feel bad for some of my neighbors in Halfhill right now because their families are being torn apart by this new threat in this place called Draenor.   I know that the blonde Blood Elf has gone back to do his duty and left his woman and little girl there and they seem kind of lonely.  I love the  little girl to pieces, even if she is a Blood Elf.  Her name is Mirrin and she calls me “Gram” sometimes.  It really is nice to see a little girl so well behaved and I can tell that her parents just dote on her.  I don’t think that they will let her turn into one of those Blood Elves that I have run into from Silvermoon either, they both seem to be rather realistic people and they both work very hard on their farm.   Of course, the Boss from Morningstar Enterprises has had to go back to the military too – poor man really didn’t seem like himself when I last saw him at his farm, I think he didn’t really want to leave either.  I feel sorry for any of them that aren’t able to spend time with their families at this time of year especially.  I know that I still miss my mate at this time of year because it was one of his favorite holidays and we have our own traditions that we used to celebrate, it isn’t like what the goblins have done to it.

I know that one of the things that I am going to do is to gather up as many of the pine nuts that I can while I am here and take them back to Halfhill.  I know that my children truly love them and I would like to be able to grow some on the farm or at least try to get them to grow.  I bet that they will take to farm just like I have.

I think that I am going to try to convince the children to stay here in the Bluff this week because the Faire will be here soon and we missed going this last month.  I’ve heard tell of some new things going on there and would like to see it all for myself.  No, I don’t think that I will ever be brave enough to try that canon thing though, that is just a bit too adventurous for a person of my age, you know.  Oh well, even if we don’t stay in the Bluff until the Faire, we can always make the added effort of coming back.

 

Mooma

Change of Seasons…


November 2nd

Dear Journal,

I have certainly been enjoying my life in Pandaria because it’s a definite change of pace from Thunder Bluff and Mulgore.  I was definitely feeling my age when I was at home and that has changed quite a bit since I made the move to Pandaria to be with my children.  Yes, the whole Cloudhoof Clan is up here now and I think that we’re all the better for it.

Oh yes,  I like being able to head home to Thunder Bluff and visiting with some of my old friends there though.  I enjoy the opportunity to catch up on the latest gossip, find who is going to be a grandparent again and what else might be going on.  Of course, if I don’t catch them at the Bluff, we usually find each other at the Faire.  Over the years I have lost a few of my oldest friends because they have returned to the Earth Mother’s bosom – it happens to all of us eventually.

I still miss my mate though.  It’s been years and years since I’ve become a widow and there are times when Tahfal laughs that he reminds me very much of his Father.  He actually has a lot of the mannerisms that his Father had although he was still a very young calf when his Father and I left on our ill-fated hunting trip.  Oh sure, there have been a few bulls that I have been interested in, however, I’ve never found one that could even remotely replace my first love.  Oh, I do have some male friends that I like to talk with as well as flirt with sometimes – it makes me feel young, what can I tell you?  I know that my children feel scandalized when they see me act like a coquette in the market here in Halfhill, however, I know that it’s all done in fun.

As for my children, well, I wonder if Nahai and Tahfal will ever settle down.  They are both still fairly young, however, neither one of them seems to be all that attached to any of the ladies they have been seeing.   I can’t help but compare them to my own experience and I was already mated and had two calves at their ages and these two you fellows are just running free and enjoying life as much as they can it seems.  The only one that I do worry about is Naton and that’s only natural because he is my firstborn and even though he is a Death Knight, I do wish that he could find someone that could overlook his flaw of being what he is.  He seems lonely at times and then again, he keeps himself busy at this forge and he does spend quite a bit of time socializing with some of the locals when they stop by to see him.

My daughter is the one that I wish would truly settle down.  Oh, she is the busy one alright.  She loves the farm and she loves being able to go out hunting here in Pandaria.  She’s had a couple of suitors since we’ve moved up here, however, they weren’t to her liking, I suppose.  I don’t know if she is being extremely picky or what, however, I am about ready to let her know that she is not getting any younger.  It could very well be that she is enjoying her new freedom up here because I know that she had the burden of caring for her younger siblings when I was missing all of those years.  I don’t know, I just wish Maha would find someone and give me some grandchildren before I go to join our ancestors.

I think I am being a bit whimsical this morning because the seasons are changing and there is even a slight chill in the air here at the farm. Of course, there seems to be a lot more rain right now, which is good for the crops, however, it does make it rather difficult sometimes to go out and do any real good herbing without getting soaked to the skin.  Not that rain ever bothered me that much, it does make it a bit of a sloppy process sometimes even when I’m using my flight form.  I know that Nahai doesn’t seem to mind the rain that much and he’s good at gathering the nicest herbs too – he does help me quite a bit, these old bones still ache sometimes when the weather changes.

I suppose while I am just sitting here writing in my journal that I should actually be working on some of my inscriptions instead of just wasting my time.  I know I keep looking out the window and watching the rain come down because I had really wanted to go do some serious gathering this morning.  Oh well, I guess I should get to work on these contracts that I have to fill because I know that we’re all planning on taking a run to the Faire later this week.

Mooma Cloudhoof

 

Living in Pandaria


May 23rd

 

Dear Journal,

While I am aware that I only write in this book to keep my memories fresh it always a great help when you get to be my age to have them recorded somewhere.  Ah yes, with age, your mind has become somewhat cluttered with all things past and present – this will help me keep things sorted out a little bit for my own personal reasons.  I know that I have long since forgotten some of the things that happened to me as young girl, however, occasionally, I do get a glimmer of those things that once were.

While I may not be staying in Thunderbluff as much as I once was, that doesn’t mean that I don’t long for the companionship of my old friends there which causes me some sadness.  I have started going back home to see my friends and to visit with my youngest son, Tahfal.  Poor thing is working himself into a frenzy with his studies – being a Light Walker is no easy task and requires a lot of study, dedication and sometimes a great deal of loneliness.    I always thank the Earth Mother that he is my youngest son and one that looks very much like his sire.  He has always been a gentle soul, a bit spoiled because he was just a baby when my husband I went on our fateful trip that changed all of our lives.  Now, he’s a young man coming into his own, albeit, not the way that I had envisioned, however, it is his life to do with as he wishes – that has been the way of our clan for generations.

Nahai and I really did go ahead and pooled our resources and bought the farm next door to Naton and Mahamura.  We’re still staying with them until we can get the proper repairs done on the house.  I know that the land was really what we purchased, however, one would think that the price might have been lowered due to the fact that we can’t live in the house there.  Oh well, we will get it done as soon as possible.  We’re also still helping Maha and Naton with their farm as well as working on our own.

I can only speak for myself with any real assurance of not telling the truth as it is known to me.  I know that I truly love Pandaria – it’s big, it’s open and the living is at a slower pace than it is in Mulgore.  I don’t think that it will ever replace my feelings for my true “home” however, in my sunset years, it does seem to make life easier in this land.   Oh, there are dangers here and there are many areas of the land that I have not ventured into yet.

Nahai and I have both enjoyed the plentiful herbs that are in this area of Pandaria.  In only a few short hours we are able to gather what we would have taken a week or more to gather when we were at home.  I know that both of us take joy in the flying, the freedom that we have to roam wherever we choose.  I, for one, give thanks each day to the Earth Mother that I came to join m children here and for the safety that they seem to have here.

I have met so many people  since I have been in Pandaria.  They all seem to be happy here and even though there are still areas of conflict, the people seem to take joy in just living.  So many young people and there are a lot of us older folks that are slowly filtering in as time goes on.   I know that I have made many friends in the Valley of Four Winds with the Pandaren.  They are a people that just take joy in living and enjoying every moment that they are given.   I am sure that they aren’t  too thrilled with the invasion of all of these folks from the other continents in Azeroth.  I just hope that we don’t destroy more than what we putting into place – the farms, the forests are plentiful with everything that we all need to survive.

True, there are the Orcs that have taken it upon themselves to destroy as they go, as is their custom and history, however, most of us here try to repair the damage before it is too widespread.  I would hate to see Pandaria  get damaged beyond repair.

One of the things that I have noticed is that there seem to be more of the employees of Morningstar Enterprises showing up in the Valley of Four Winds.  Rumor has it that the company is planning on opening up another warehouse in Pandaria so that we don’t have to ship our products to Silvermoon as often.  I know that Maha and Naton are very excited about this too because they hated to take the time away from things here and having to travel to Silvermoon to turn their items in and to get paid.   I wonder if little Zippie will be up here too?  I like that little goblin because she is always so nice to me when I bring my herbs in for weighing and processing.

We may not have to journey to Silvermoon on business very often, however, that isn’t going to stop me from visiting home as much as I can because after spending as many years in Thunderbluff  that will always be my true home.

I have taken it upon myself to visit with Dawnglory and his woman, Romy, so that I can play with their little girl.  She is a bright and very intelligent little thing despite her smallness and being a Blood Elf. Little thing probably has more Tauren baby toys than most of her race, however, I know that Naton and Maha are constantly making her little things.  I am working on a pair of little shoes for her now that will look lovely, a lot of beadwork and embroidery which I am sure that her parents will recognize the meanings of them.   This is the first Elf baby that I have been able to spend as much time with and I will admit that I am enjoying it – if I can’t have grandchildren of my own, this little girl will at least be something that I can cherish.  She may not be able to understand everything that is being said to her, however, she is bright enough to where she knows when people truly love her.  Dawnglory has changed quite a bit from the man that we knew before since he became a Father and I will admit that I think it has made him a much better person for it – one little child has changed a lot of lives just by being born.

 

 

Mooma Cloudhoof

 

A Death Knight’s Rambling Thoughts…


May 8th

Dear Journal,

I will have to admit that things here in Halfhill have been a bit more lively since Mom and Nahai joined Maha and I at the farm.  Oh yes, they are looking into getting the farm adjacent to ours and will probably have that done before the end of the Summer.  I knew that Maha and I weren’t really expecting them to stay with us as long as they have so far, however, it is kind of enjoyable, breaks the monotony and keeps me constantly chuckling.

Naturally, I do have to accommodate the living when I am working at my forge because there are times that I will forget the hour when I am working on a nice piece of armor for someone.   There is almost something magical that happens when you are creating something and you kind of get lost in that activity – I know that I do and it does make the work less tedious.  At least I did get the forge moved from under the house, since that has been turned into the male living quarters and I don’t think that Nahai was all that appreciative of the noise or the heat sometimes, although, the kid never really complained. As long as I have been a smithy, I have always been able to lose myself in m work and sometimes it even always me to let my mind wander to those days when I wasn’t a Death Knight.

Some of my fonder memories are returning bits at a time or it could be that I am listening more intently to Mom when she talks about the “good old days” before everything went to pot.  My trade back in those days were those of a hunter, I didn’t take up the trade of blacksmithing until after I became what I am now.   I will admit that I miss those days of wandering throughout Kalimdor, hunting and fishing with my Father and with Mahamura.   We had some good times from what I’ve been told.   Now, I am the eldest Bull in the tribe of Cloudhoof, however, it will always be led by Mom until such time as she feels the need to step down and will probably appoint Nahai as our chieftain over our very small tribe.  I think we’re more the clan than tribe although some people would argue that point, we’re happy with whom we are and we’re accepted in Thunder Bluff.

Maha actually has a better memory of those times long ago than I do, it took me some time to find the family after my change and although I feel more welcomed now than I did when I first arrived, I know that there are some gaps in my memory of how we used to do things.   I know that Maha and Mom always preface a chat about the old days with the statement  of “Naton, do you remember when we did this?”  I think that they do grasp the idea that I am still trying to fit my past back together in some kind of semblance of order.

Oh, we did make it back for the Faire, however, we didn’t stay as long as we did the last time.   A full week of faire-going was enough to last for a while, maybe next month we’ll stay a week again.  I know that I had quite the line of little old Bessies lined up with pots and pans to be repaired.  Some of them I did quick fixes on and some I brought back to Pandaria with me to work on.  One in particular is a very large copper pot – can’t say that I have seen one this size for a long long time.   I guess it’s used to prepare large celebratory meals in the Bluff.  I know it has to be older than Mom.

Oh copper is a beautiful metal to work with and as it ages, it gets a veneer that it can only get through age.  However, on a pot, that’s not necessarily a good thing.  I can tell that it is getting very old by how thin it has become in some spots – I think that I can repair it without making it look too shabby, however, it will take some time.  Luckily for me, Tahfal is a good miner and has promised to get some good quality copper for me when he isn’t studying.  I know he will do it too because he’s just that way.

I did ask him how his studies were going this last trip and he just smiled and nodded his head a bit as he told there was so much more for him to learn how to be the best Light Walker that he can be.   One would have thought that his faith might have been a little shaken after all of these years of study, however, hit has seemed to deepen his beliefs.  I suppose that I will never know exactly everything that he does because the Light is truly not my friend, although, I do have some understanding of how it works.  Prior to becoming a Death Knight, I might have been able to follow his studies a bit more closely  than I can now.  At least I still have my faith in the Earth Mother and that has never truly failed me – there is always a reason that things turn out the way that they do.

Getting back to the Faire, I swear that if there was a real war going on, people might not be so friendly as they are at the Faire, however, it’s always a fun time.  I like to watch people, doesn’t matter the race or the faction.  I still get a chuckle out of the little gnomes running around, even the goblins can be real amusing.  I don’t think that I have seen a single goblin at the Faire that wasn’t trying to work some kind of deal or something to make money.  I did see a couple of the them – the Prattfalls – from Silvermoon  while we were there.  Poor Dooddah did have her hands full with Uncle Zednick because he was quite insistent that he wasn’t drunk even as he proceeded to run in to the same post by the food tent several times and kept excusing himself as if it were a living being.   It did make me laugh.

I didn’t see the Boss at the Faire this time, which is kind of unusual, however, Dooddah said that her sister had taken some time off and left the Boss to run the office and warehouse in Silvermoon.  Poor fellow never seems to catch a break from working.  I know that he has never shortchanged us on anything that we have done for the company and we keep getting some very well paying contracts from the company too.   I can’t say that I am overly fond of the archeology thing because it’s too much like mining for my tastes – although I can mine like a machine – however, with those delicate artifacts, they have to be handled with care and let’s be honest – Tauren have big feet and our hands aren’t exactly dinky either.  I’ve tried digging that stuff up a few times and I’ll admit that I smashed more than I collected.

Well, I suppose I ought to wrap this up – I don’t really sleep, however, it does feel good to lay down for a few hours to let the muscles relax.  You’d think that the Lich would have had a better plan than just making you dead – your body still gets tired and the muscles will ache sometimes.  I know that we were considerable disposable, that’s probably why they overlooked that part of making us the way that we are.

Naton Cloudhoof  – aka Sadheart

A Time Of Reflection…


April 22nd

Dear Journal,

Have you ever awakened from a deep slumber filled with such sadness that you wanted to weep, not truly understanding the reasoning behind it?  This morning was such a morning for me and I sat in my bed pondering many thoughts as to why I might feel this terrible sadness.  No, it was not a premonition of things to come, these feelings were buried deep and came from the past.

Rather than sit there wallowing in my own self-pity, I decided to get up and prepare breakfast while the others still slept.   I had brought several bags of pine nuts with me when I came to Pandaria since I knew that they were a favorite of my children and myself.  As I set about pounding the nuts into a nice coarse grain for their favorite pine nut mash, the thought came into my mind as to why I was so sad.

I was once married to a wonderful Bull and he was indeed the love of my life.  He had a kindness that made me feel that he cared for everything in the world even though he was a very skilled hunter.  I know that some of the other hunters used to make fun of him because he would always stop and make an offering to the Earth Mother  for the life taken.  He would always tell the Earth Mother that he took this life so that his people would live and the blessings of the Earth Mother had led him to this particular prey.

Oh, we had a happy and full life, my Bull and I.  We were able to enjoy life and live those days blissfully happy.  Before the children started arriving, we would go out  together into the wilds, he to hunt and me to gather my herbs.  We truly felt blessed by the Earth Mother and embraced each day as it arrived with such vigor that we were probably more blissfully happy than we even realized.

Our first born, Naton, was born in the Spring of the year and we were very proud parents.  He looked very much like his Father and had his strength – we also knew that he had a very healthy set of lungs to go with his bulk too because he would wake us up as well as the surrounding tents in the village when he wanted to be fed.   As he grew older, his Father took him out to teach him how to hunt and he became quite good  at this profession, very much like his Father, and he followed the traditions that his Father put before him.

Our second child arrive and she was a sweet little thing, much quieter than her older brother and not nearly as demanding.  Her name was Mahamura, after her grandmother.  She was one of those children that was always a bit shy in joining in to play with the other children, however, as she grew, she became a bit more self-assured and actually became one of the leaders of the gang of children that played in the village as their parents were out working.  She definitely showed a proficiency with the bow as a young girl, so, she too soon started going out with her brother and her Father to hunt in the wilds.

Our third child was definitely a gift from the Earth Mother.   His name was Nahai, naturally, he looked very much like his Father, however, his personality was more like my own. He was quiet, polite and showed the signs early on in following in his Mother’s footsteps of being a druid.  I can remember taking him with me when I would go out to gather herbs, he learned very quickly and was always excited to be out with me in the forests and plains, gathering herbs, learning how to grind them up so that we could use them for whatever we needed, be it potions, be it for inks – he always was a willing and helpful child.  I hate to admit it, however, I will say that of our three children, he was probably my favorite because he was more like myself and less daring than his Father.

Our fourth child, Tahfal, was one of those pleasant surprises that happen to couples that are intent on having a large family.  He was the darling of our group of children.  A bit smaller than the others at birth and seemed to be slow growing, however, he was more inclined to read a book rather than to go out and play with the others.  Oh, he had his rough and tumble side and his older siblings made sure that he was active because he was never allowed to sit alone for very long.  He was the one child that I had that always wanted to go and talk with the elders, the priests as if he were following some path that his Father and I couldn’t ascertain.  Time would later reveal where his true talents like.

Why am I sad?  It looked like I had everything a Bessie could want, a home, children and a loving husband.  We should have known that the Fates would draw a card for us that would bring it all crashing down one day, however, our faith in the Earth Mother was stronger.

We had lived through the assaults on Thunder Bluff by the Grimtotem and lived through all of the tragedies that had stuck our people.  We went through the trials and tribulations when the Grimtotem were driven from our tribe to form the nomadic group that they are today.   We lived through the death of our chieftain although that was indeed a terrible time for us.

It was this time of year that my husband and I decided that it was time for us to go out into the wilds together again as we had done prior to  the arrival of our brood.  It had been such a long time since we were able to slip away together like this and we were looking forward to it like two small children awaiting Winter Veil.

We left our children in the care of our neighbors and set out on our journey which we knew would be for several days.   We felt young and carefree again, no children to remind us of our responsibilities to hearth and home.   I think that in our jubilant mood is what made us get careless and less aware of the things that could actually harm us.

My first notice that things were amiss was when I was gathering my herbs, I knew my husband was nearby, I heard a loud clash and yells coming from the  direction that he was in.   I quickly donned my stealth cat mode and made for the sound of the noise.  There on the ground lay my poor husband, trussed up like some kind of animal and there were several Grimtotem warriors standing around congratulating themselves on such a fine catch.

I honestly didn’t know what I could do other than to try to get my husband untied before I was discovered.  I succeeded in getting some of his bonds released enough to where he should have been able to manage the rest when I was discovered.  Oh, discovered I was, and I fought back with all of my strength, fangs barred, claws ripping at anything that came in my direction as I stood close to where my husband was trying to get unbound.

Let me just say that we were captured.  It was a situation where I should have gone for help as quickly as possible instead of trying to rescue my husband alone, I know that now, and the guilt that has followed me all of these years is not any easier to bear.  In hindsight, there are so many other things that I should have done and didn’t see it at the time.

The Grimtotem were looking for slaves and my husband and I were put in with that group of other Tauren.  It was indeed a sad time.  To see my poor husband beaten almost on a daily basis because his pride would flare and he would try to withstand the indignities that were placed on him by our captures.  I know that I was trying to just survive, trying to find a way for us to escape, endured the hardships and the indignities that were placed on us – trying to find a way to get back to our tribe and our children.

We knew and we hoped that our tribe would send out people to look for us when we failed to make our return at the appointed time, however, that seemed as though it was years ago.  I know they must have looked for us, our children needed us.

A full year went by and my poor husband and I were still captives.  I was beginning to give up hope and I was beginning to think that this was what the Earth Mother had intended for us to live.  My faith was and is still strong, however, my heart was yearning to get back to my children.  My husband was growing weaker with each season that passed and I could see the fire in eyes starting to dwindle – all the hard work and the tortures that were forced upon this one proud hunter was almost more than I could bear.  I knew that one day, he would give up all hope and would become as some of the others had become – quiet, only doing what was ordered and living each day as if it were a sentence of some kind.

One day, I don’t know what happened exactly, I heard loud cries from the center of the village and I ran to see what was going on.  My poor husband had finally snapped and was attacking anyone that came near him, Grimtotem, other slaves, anyone that came with arms reach met a crushing blow and possibly death.  I screamed and ran towards him to see if I could bring him under control although I knew that the Grimtotem would probably kill him as punishment for his rebellion.

Our eyes met and I could see the pain in his eyes even as he took another’s life, he screamed at me to run.  Although I wanted to stay, I did as I was told and I ran as hard and as fast as I could out of the camp, hearing the noise grow louder as I sped away.  I knew then, my husband had done this to sacrifice himself so that I might be able to escape and get back to our family.

I know that I ran for days and it seemed like I was starting to get back into familiar territory – places that I had visited with my husband and other members of our tribe.  I did make it back home, knowing full well that my husband probably lay dead in the village of the Grimtotem.  Between my grief for my husband and the joy of seeing the Bluffs, I was definitely home again.

After several days of recovering from my own injuries and exhaustion, I was told that my eldest son had gone out to find us after the tribe had given up all hope.  He never returned  and a search party went out to look for him as well, however, they were unsuccessful.

The Grimtotem were known for the atrocities that they would visit upon our people after their banishment from our tribes in Mulgore.  One of the things that they had taken upon themselves to do was to sell some of their captives to the Lich King’s minions to be turned into Death Knights.

So, I had lost my husband and I had lost my eldest child.  My grief was horrific and my other children, try as they might, could not get me to come out of my deepest depression.   I know that I had stopped believing in the Earth Mother for a while, I lost touch with my inner feelings, everything that I had known and loved had been taken from me even though I had done all of the things that I thought would please the Earth Mother, she had allowed my husband and my son to be taken from me.   I was bitter and I am afraid that I was not good to my living children, although, they will say that they understand now, I can remember the looks on their faces sometimes when I would argue with them over such trivial things.  It was if I was punishing them for being alive.

Time passed and eventually, a young Bull returned to our village and I thought at first that it was an apparition of my husband – he looked so very much like him.  The young Bull was making inquiries about various things, he was searching for his family, his memory of his family was there, however, he was a Death Knight – a thing to be feared and one to look upon with pity.

I know that my youngest son, Tahfal, was one to go to the Story Circle that was a tradition in the Bluffs and he is actually the one that found his older brother, Naton.  You see,  Naton was now known as Sadheart – the young Death Knight that was asking questions about homes and families.   Naturally Tahfal brought the Death Knight home with him…I was both revolted and relieved to see my son again – I was happy to have my child back and did the thing of ignoring what he had become.

I think I can see why I awakened so sad today.  This was the time of year that I lost both my husband and my child – my child has come home to me, even if he truly is not the child that I gave birth too many years ago.  I can be grateful to the Earth Mother for what I have now, however, I will always mourn the loss of what was.

Mooma Cloudhoof

 

Having More Fun…


March 5th

Dear Journal,

I am really in a state of shock to see Mom up here in Pandaria.  I never thought in a million years that she would have the nerve and/or courage to make the trek up here, however, there she sits on the front steps of the farm and just soaking in the sunshine. I know that Naton and Maha were surprised when I showed up unannounced, however, I would say that they are more than shocked to have Mom come up as well.  We never thought that she would leave the confines of Thunder Bluff long enough to really make the journey.  She’s been telling us for years that she is too old to go out adventuring, however, I guess that she changed her mind.

Now, my brother and sister have two tourists to contend with as well as two crazy druids.  Mom really likes the flying up here in Pandaria as much as I do, we can just catch the air and float for a long ways without being tired either.  I taught Mom how to swoop in when she sees an herb and she’s got the hang of it pretty well now – she did do a few snout smashes the first few times but nothing makes you learn faster than pain sometimes.

I think Mom and I both have fallen in love with the Jade Forest so far because of how green everything is and how many herbs we have been able to gather.  Of course, Mom is having more fun making new inks that she got the recipes for in the Vale and creating new glyphs and inscriptions.   She keeps telling me that she is old, however, when she keeps learning things, it makes her feel young and won’t let her mind drift away into senility like some her old friends had happen.  I can see her point, however, she acts like she has found some kind of amazing youth serum up here.

Oh, the embarrassing thing is that my Mom loves to hang out in the market in Halfhill just talking with people and I even caught her flirting with one of the Bulls up there.  That was embarrassing to see your Mom act like she had the intelligence of a gnat when she was trying to be girlish at the same time.  The Bull seemed to like her a lot and that has me worried now – what if?  Well, what if she decides that she likes someone up here and decides to hook-up?   Oh my, that really kind of makes me more than nervous and I can imagine that Naton and Maha would have a raging fit.  I suppose that I ought to think about it differently, however, it’s always been Mom and us – to add another adult into the mix would really make for some interesting times.

I hope that Tahfal isn’t too upset with being left alone in Thunder Bluff with the responsibility of taking care of the house and Mom’s garden.  I don’t think that she will stay here for a long time, however, I suppose if she goes back home, I should go with her to help out too.  I can’t have my baby brother thinking that he’s an orphan since we’ve all taken off like this.  He has his studies to keep him busy and I think that he will be fine for a while, however, I know how I felt when Maha left and then, shortly thereafter, Naton went too.   It was lonely and the Earth Mother knows that I have always been the real friendly one of the group.   I like people and I like to play pranks.

Mom says that we ought to help Naton and Maha more around the farm and we should be the ones that take the trips to Silvermoon now and again too, just so that Naton and Maha have some free time to get to know some more of the people up here.   Well, I can get where Mom is going with this too – the more people they know, the more people that we’ll get to know too – I like that part.

I saw a girl in the market the other day that I’d like to get to know a bit better too.  She had the most beautiful blue eyes and the way that she walked just had me mesmerized.  Sure, I might have met her a long time ago in Thunder Bluff because she looked real familiar.  I would have introduced myself to her there in the market but I was so busy staring at her that I fell over a bunch of barrels that were stacked next to one of the stalls – I didn’t think it too wise to introduce myself to someone after falling on my face and getting soaked with what I hope was beer – it smelled like some beer, however, it also smelled like something else.  Nothing like making a fool of myself, yeah!

Nahai Cloudhoof

Through These Old Eyes…


March 4th

Dear Journal,

I will have to say that I certainly surprised my children yesterday with my unannounced arrival in Pandaria, however, it does me good to shock them silly now and again.  I know that I kind of surprised myself with my quick change of plans – you know you’re not getting any younger I was told by some of my friends that are older than I am.  So, with that thought in mind, it’s never too late to adventuring.

Of course, I was sad to leave my home behind in Thunder Bluff under the care of Tahfal, however, he’s a good boy and I am sure that he will take care of things nicely while I am away.  Of all of my children, he is by far the most quiet and the most studious of the lot. I do wish that he would take care of himself better and get out with the other people on the Bluff more often.  He really needs to find something to occupy his time, maybe find a young Bessie to fall in love with.  That wouldn’t be so bad, being a grandparent – all of my friends are grandparents, however, my children have been too busy earning their way in life to settle down with another and have children.  Poor Naton would have been a great Father, he reminds me so much of my late husband.

I haven’t seen much of Pandaria yet, however, what I have seen has left me more than a little bit awestruck by things.  Just the farming area alone has me in a state of shock.  I have never seen so many vegetables that were so large that one turnip could have fed half of my old tribe when I was younger.  My, my, the children have been busy on their farm and I can see why they are loathe to leave it to come back to the Bluff to visit because there is a lot of work here and the house is beautiful.

It is nice to be up here in a new place and I am almost ashamed to say that I am very invigorated by all of the things and places I have seen so far.  Of course, I am not going to press the children for a guided tour right away because I know that they have other duties.  However, I am going to get with Nahai for a while later today or tomorrow because I want to see all of these fantastic herbs that he keeps talking about.  Just like everything else in Pandaria, things are plentiful and things seem to be much larger  – I should be able to see these herbs much better.

The Pandaren seem like such a happy bunch of people, it’s too bad that Hellscream had to spoil some of the land to help his greed and his delusions of having the perfect Horde.  Well, I’m happy that I am not really worried about his Horde, I am worried about my people and how they are going to survive with the next few generations.  I know that if this perfect Horde were to take complete control of Kalimdor, even the Earth Mother can’t cure stupidity which seems to be in abundance within the Orcs. If cooler heads prevail, Baine should be able to keep our people safe, just like his Father before him.

I will have to admit that I am enjoying sitting here in Maha’s kitchen and enjoying the delightful smells of the swirling mist soup simmering and smelling all of the spices in here.  It is much larger than mine in the Bluff and she seems to have everything very well organized.  She’s even gotten Naton to eat a bit more than he usually does.

I am also sitting here feeling very good about things and taking pride in my children.  They have done well in this new land and they definitely are showing that they came from good stock.  Of course, the Cloudhoof tribe was never big, however, we were a good people and caring.

Mooma Cloudhoof

 

Our House Is Not Big Enough…


April 2nd

Dear Journal,

Well, I think that half of Morningstar Enterprises has moved to Pandaria in the last few weeks.  I’ve run into quite a few of the people that I used to see in Orgrimmar frequently when I had to go there to drop off the stock we’d accumulated and to pick up more contracts.

I’ll admit that I was really surprised to see one of Forsaken here in the market at Halfhill.  Seems she got shanghaied into the service when she was trying to deliver her stock to Silvermoon.  Well, I know how that can happen because Maha and I both were surprised at getting sent to Pandaria for our military service.  It all turned out well because we were able to get out of the military and buy a farm.   I told her to get in touch with the Boss and he would do the same for her, maybe.  I know I was really kind taken aback because her sister wasn’t with her, however, I guess she has stayed behind in the Undercity.   Those two were like bookends, you never saw one without the other.

Maha and I are really enjoying having our younger brother up here with us in Halfhill.   You would think that he had died and gone to heaven with the way that he carries on about Pandaria. We have both had to temper our laughter when we stop and realize that he has been stuck in Mulgore with Mom and Tahfal while we have had a chance to see a bit more of the world than he has.  He’s never been to Northrend, which we will try to remedy so that he can see what we are talking about when talk about Dalaran.  When Mom went to Dalaran that one time, she had gone with Tahfal to meet some girl’s friend up there.

Well, I can scrap that last paragraph and start anew.

Guess who showed up at the house in Halfhill unannounced?  Mom!!  Guess she just couldn’t stand the thoughts of all of us having so much fun and she could only hear about it from what we told her.  I know I was more than pleasantly surprised when she came knocking on the door.  I was busy at my forge and had just taken a short break or I might not have heard her.   I know that she was really laughing hard when I came poking my head out from under the house where I have my forge and anvil for the moment –  I’m still working on the building where it will reside permanently.

I think the poor old soul actually had tears of joy in her eyes to see me.    I know that my sister is sure going to be surprised when she gets home because she now has a roomy to share the bed with until we can make some other changes.  I think we just need to add on to the house to be honest because it’s like people come to visit and they kind of forget to leave.   Of course, I know that it is going to be fun having Mom here.  The poor thing was exhausted when she got here, that was one heck of a journey for her to take all by herself, however, she said that she didn’t want to ask Tahfal to bring her here and then have to go back.  He is still working on his studies as a Paladin and she didn’t want him to miss any of his training or classes and fall behind the other Light Walkers.

Luckily, I was able to scrounge up some food to feed her before I sent her off to bed.  Maha had made some wonderful soup and left it simmering on the stove.  I even sat there and had some while Mom and I talked.  She is just as amazed and bewildered at the side of Pandaria.   She really hasn’t gotten out of Mulgore that much either so she and Nahai are going to be making Maha and I a bit crazy wanting to do the tourist thing, however, I’d much rather do that than to let them get into any kind of trouble on their own.

Ah well, I suppose I ought to clean up the dishes and get back to my forge.  I have so many orders for armor that it’s a good thing that I don’t have to sleep much, however, I will have be even more cognizant of the hours that I keep now since Nahai and Mom are staying with us for the time being.

Naton “Sadheart” Cloudhoof

 

 

Death Knights Can Have Fun Too…


February 5th

Dear Journal,

Well, yeah, finally found my journal buried amongst all those things you’re going to take care of in a few days and it turns out to be months later.  I know that if Maha had found it, she would have scolded me for not taking care of it correctly.  She’s the one that normally keeps up with her journals and likes to read books – I’m the one that likes to do blacksmithing.

Mahamura and I decided that the farm could take care of itself for a couple of days because we both wanted to go visit Mom and our brothers in Thunder Bluff.  I suggested that we head to Orgrimmar so that I could check in on a couple of things for my blacksmithing, definitely wanted to talk to the smithy and find out what he thought of these new fangled thermal anvils and were they worth the effort of hauling them around.  Yes, I know that she was really kind of hesitant on going to Orgrimmar again and voiced her opinion which I quickly told her that I didn’t think that Garrosh was that stupid to alienate our people entirely.

I know that Maha stayed so close to me the whole time when we were in the city that I think I trod on her hooves a couple of times by accident.  When you’re my size and bulk, people need to know that we take good strides and aren’t real careful where we put our hooves – the way I see it, if you see my hoof coming in your general direction where you might get injured, move your butt.

I found out what I needed to know about the anvils from the Orc and decided that it needed further research in Thunder Bluff.  When we got to Thunder Bluff, it was raining just like it does in Halfhill.  I know that Mom was real happy to see the two of us and was all a dither wanting information about the redheaded female elf that stayed at her house.  Yes, she wanted to know that she hadn’t figured wrong and that the woman was indeed about to give birth.  You could see the relief in her face when I told her that Dawnglory’s woman had had their baby and everyone was fine.  Poor thing has been taking a lot of teasing from my brothers, which, I will be talking to them about that.

I know that we had only been in the Bluff for maybe two hours visiting with Mom and the boys and people started knocking on the door asking for my services to make repairs.  I told them that I would be happy to repair the pots that they had brought to me, however, I wasn’t taking any new orders for armor on this trip.  A lot of the old ladies like the fact that I can still fix their pots that have really outlived their usefulness and are really worn out – they don’t want to spent the few copper to replace them – sentimental value I guess.

Yes, I think that Maha and I need to step up our renovations on the farm in Halfhill and get Mom up there pretty soon.  She’s not as young as she used to be and I think that it will do her a world of good to make a change like that.  Oh yeah, she scolded both of us, Maha and myself, for not coming to the Bluff and paying homage to our Elders as we should.  I suppose that we will have to go and visit Carine’s grave and my Father’s.  It will please the old dear and will make me not feel so guilty for not paying attention to the calendar and not being here for some of the celebrations.  I know when you get older, those kind of things are a lot more important.

Bless the Earth Mother!! We had a great time at the Faire and I don’t think that Mom has laughed that much in a very long time.  She even tried a few of the games although I think she was more comfortable sitting with some her old friends and discussing their herbing and midwifery. Of course, she kept looking at Maha when she started talking about the fact that she didn’t have any grandchildren yet – I’m real damned happy that she didn’t look at me because I would have had to tell her that things didn’t work that way for me anymore.

Oh, I had a pleasant surprise while we were at the Faire when we ran into Felaran Morningstar and her companion, Tylanlor Ravencrest – just Fel and Ty, however, I don’t think that I had mentioned them before in my journals. I hadn’t seen them in months and I will admit that it was nice to be able to sit and talk with a couple of other Death Knights.  Oh sure, I love being with the living, it never feels as comfortable to me as it does when I can talk to a fellow Knight. We were all sitting in the food area laughing and reminded each other how things had changed and that people weren’t as willing to insult us as they once did not that long ago. Of course, Ty and Fel like being in Pandaria almost as much as I do, it’s much easier to blend in up there than it ever was in the Kingdoms. They have promised to stop in at Halfhill and see the farm that Maha and I are building up, they seemed like they were as happy as I think that I have ever seen them.  Odd thing that, Felaran is the Boss’s sister and she never has been one to act like “I’m a Death Knight, be afraid” kind of person, she’s accepted it as much as I have.  Now, Ty, that’s another matter, he lost a lot of his memories of his family and is starting to relearn some of the softer sides of humanity, he’s one heck of a fighter though and that’s what has kept him alive this long.  It was great fun and I do hope they do stop at the farm.  We all drank quite a bit and decided that it’s okay for Death Knights to have fun too.

I know that Mom, Tahfal and Nahai had a great time at the Faire too. I think that we ate and drank way more than we should have, even Mom.  It was great that we didn’t have all that far to travel when we got back to Mulgore.  I’m not sure but I even think I slept for the first time in years – or I just had way too much to drink because I missed a few hours while everyone else was asleep.

I got all of the old pots done real quick and returned to their owners as quickly as I could because Maha and I needed to head back to our farm. It was nice being home for a while and I think that we are going to start making this happen a bit more frequently until we get Mom and the boys to Pandaria.

Naton “Sadheart”  Cloudhoof