June 10th – Life Goes On…Even For Death Knights

June 10th

Dear Journal,
It has been quite some time since I have written in my journal because Ty and I have been busy keeping up with our duties in Pandaria. We haven’t gone to serve our time in Draenor yet, however, we both know that the Horde will be calling us up eventually even with the waiver that we got through my brother’s auspices and political dealings. It’s nice being able to hide under that umbrella that covers the employees of Morningstar Enterprises. I don’t know how he does these sort of things, however, it has been going on for years.

Our little farm is our home and the first one that I have felt comfortable in since my transition to a Death Knight. I don’t care what some people say, we are not truly welcomed among the living regardless of what they might say to your face. There is always that thought in the back of a living person’s mind that this Death Knight in front of them might go berserker at any moment, which is no longer the case. We do control our own thoughts and actions in absence of the Lich King, Arthas.

One of the reasons that I am writing right now is that I think that my sister, Faendra, has been up to no good again. Anytime she walks around with a big grin on her face and gloating about some inner secret, it usually spells trouble for someone. Light, I hope that she hasn’t started manipulating poor Dawnglory again, the poor fellow is suffering enough with his beloved and children missing. It’s been a while since I have seen her act like this and it causes me some concern. Usually when she has been up to something, she gives herself away by her actions and deeds, however, this time, I can’t figure it out.

Ty has been busy with his jewelry making and I swear he gets more creative as the years go by. He has some wonderful pieces that should fetch a good price at the jewelers in Silvermoon City. Very elegant looking with a lot of gold wire keeping the stones entwined in their settings – unique looking. I still love the rings he made for us – all carved Jade that he did himself and they fit perfectly. Elegant, not ostentatious.

Oh, we haven’t turned into total farmers here in Halfhill, we still go to the Rangers’ camp in Krasarang and go out on patrols with them. Of course, there isn’t as much action as there once was back in the day when we had freshly arrived. We still run into the occasional renegades and a few Alliance interlopers from time to time, which keeps us occupied.

I don’t know if we will ever get pulled away from our happy unlife here in Pandaria, however, we own the farm and if we do have to leave there will be people to help us take care of it.

Oh well, I suppose I should stop rambling on here and get busy trying to cook something for dinner, hmmm, my cooking skills have improved considerably and I haven’t blown up the kitchen in the last six months. See, I can learn!

Felaran Morningstar

Life Is Just Not Fair…

July 1st

Dear Journal,

I have spent most of my life chasing after a man that lead me on and really didn’t care about me at all and it’s finally hit me that I have wasted the best years of my life chasing a dream that wasn’t shared with the other party.  I know that I have alienated friends and family over the years with my pursuit and obsession with this one man and it has finally crossed my mind that I am really wasting my time and making a fool of myself. I have literally thrown away all that is good in my life with chasing this dream of mine and I have nothing to show for it – no friends, no lovers and no fulfilled dream of marriage.

Yeah, I’m sitting here in Halfhill trying to drink myself into oblivion because I am sorry for myself and angry with myself for being such a fool for all of these years.   Yes, I came to Pandaria to get my man back from that harlot and I’m finding it more difficult to convince myself that it is even a possibility.   I have been spending all of my off-time in Halfhill in hopes that Dawnglory will show back up and I can get him to talk to me or maybe a bit more than just talk.

Yesterday I was in the market and I saw his woman doing some shopping.   At first I didn’t really recognize her because she has gotten rather large – a kid balanced on her hip and another one in her belly.  There is no doubt in my mind whom the children belong too because although I have tried to dig up dirt on her, there wasn’t any to be found that I could positive proof that she is playing around.  How she could let herself get knocked-up and have Dawnglory take off to this new place where they are sending all of the Rangers that worth their salt.   Well, maybe that’s her way of trapping him and keeping him because she knows that he wants a family to call his own – I hope that they are going to be his at least.

I’m sure that I could go there if I wanted too, however, I am not in the mood to do that right now.  I’m just marking my time and hoping that I don’t get orders to go there anytime soon.  I came to Pandaria to try to trap the man that I love and he slipped out of my reach within just a few weeks of my arrival.  Now, I’m obligated to fulfill my time with the Rangers here – that means no social life for me in Silvermoon and no real attachment to anyone here.

I know that I haven’t heard anything from my brother directly in months since he went to Draenor, however, I keep getting messages from that Zippie in Orgrimmar from time to time.  She is still expecting me to make arrangements to get to Orgrimmar and pick up contracts and possibly fill them – she doesn’t seem to realize whom she is dealing with.  After all, my brother is the owner the company and I should be respected for that and not be treated like just some other plebian worker.    I am a woman of good family and means – that means she should show respect to her betters.  Goblins only think of one thing and that is money – which is why she wants me to do these things here in Pandaria – the money is good though, I suppose I should relent and do some of them.

I’m still sitting here and drinking, thinking about all of the things that might have been or should have been and I can’t see why things didn’t work out the way that I had planned.  I should be the one walking around with that kid on my hip and one in my belly, not that upstart.  I mean, Dawnglory and I had a thing going that might have worked out if she hadn’t seduced him before I had a chance to do so.  Yes, she’s pretty, she’s educated and I’ve heard tell that she is from a good family, however, it’s not one that I have ever been in direct contact with and I can’t say that I had heard of them until this woman took my man away.  Who knows, it could just be one of those paid for family lineage things that some of the new money will try to pull off in Silvermoon.

Well, I’m going to stop trying to write because I am starting to feel like it’s futile and I’m getting sick on my stomach because the page seems to be moving all of the time.  I should head back to my farm – yeah, I got one not far from Dawnglory’s place and get some rest.  I’ll be busy for the next week with my duties with the Rangers, hunting down more deserters and trying to make some Night Elves unhappy again.

Faendra Morningstar

 

Just Sisters…

January 16th

Dear Journal,

There are times that I think that my sister has totally lost what was left of her mind, not surprising either, however, she does make me wonder seriously about her sometimes.   I know that she is the creative one of the two of us, however, there are even limits to that if you aren’t really on the ball.

I went on about my business yesterday  and left Bri at home to take care of a few things, marketing, finish cleaning up her tailoring messes that happen all of the house and those damned pins of hers.  I can’t tell you how many times I have bounced my posterior down on one of them.  I hope that she got as lot of the stuff done and that it will be safe to sit on the couch again.

Naturally, I got involved in a bunch of other things and ended up staying away from home over night so that I could finish filling the contracts that we have for a few items, a few more pieces of leather ought to cover it anyway.  Yeah, I know that it is weird to take my journal with me when I go out on these trips, however, I’ve found it a good idea when I never really know how successful these trips are going to be due to the size of the contracts these days.

I did decided to visit around some of the places that I haven’t been in a while to see how things are faring.  I know that all of the talk right now seems to be about the conflict at the portal and people going onto this new place to protect Azeroth from these Iron Horde.  The only problem being is that when or if you decide to do this, you have to join the military again and I am not real keen on that since my last experience was less than stellar – I really hated being stuck with a bunch of Blood Elf females all of the time.   That seems to be what everyone is talking about these days although there are still plenty of things still going on here in Pandaria, enough to where we are actually keeping some of the troops here yet.  I’m sure they sent the cream of the crop on to this Draenor place.

I got home and the first thing that Brianca hits me up with is the fact that we should go to this new place.  No, I’m not about to leave the farm behind and just uproot everything that I have worked for in the last year and go running off to this other place.  I tried to explain to her some of the things that I had heard about how to get there and why I didn’t want to go – now she’s off pouting because she thinks it’s a good idea and thinks it’s unfair that I should be the one calling the shots on what she does.   Well, if she wants to go, she can go, however, I’m not going unless it’s absolutely necessary.

It just so happens that I like working for the company and I hate the idea of being stuck in some military setting where I always have to jump when some superior ranked person decides that I need to do something differently.  Nope, I like my independence and I don’t like being forced into things that I don’t like.  If she wants to go, that’s fine, however, she will be doing it on her own.    She was babbling about being on the cutting edge of things and getting into get started on her tailoring in the new land – well, does she even now what she means about the “cutting edge” – it’s totally different from what I think she thinks it means and it will take a heck of a lot more knowledge than how to use a pair of scissors to cut through a piece of cloth.

I’ve always been the one to go “first” and to set the pace and try to make things comfortable and as easy as I can for her in the past, even when we were both alive, that’s just how it was.  Our parents were always sending us on tasks and Brianca always came in second to catch up after I had done the hard parts, I don’t  think that she has  a clue what a “war” really means because she really hasn’t been exposed to anything firsthand, she’s always followed me.    If she wants to go, I can’t stop her.

We’re sisters and we’re supposed to stay together.  Sure, we’ve argued and we’ve had some pretty serious arguments, however, she’s always listened to me.  Now, she has been in Pandaria for such a short time and all of a sudden she thinks that she can take care of herself all on her own.  I’m afraid of the trouble that she might get herself into and part of me wants to go to protect her and the other part of me wants to let her find out what it’s like on her own.  I just don’t want anything to happen to her, she’s the only family that I have left.

No, damn it, she didn’t get all of the pins out of the couch, I just plunked my bum down and stood up looking like a pin cushion again.  I don’t want to be a total nag about things, however, if she decides to go off on her own, I hope she takes her stuff with her.  She can take that dress dummy of hers with her too because there have been a few times that I have come in late and thought it was an intruder and almost hacked it to bits. 

Hazey Smyth

 

Is It Too Late To Start Over…

January 7th

Dear Journal,

Well, damn it!!  Here I have spent the last year of my life making my way to Pandaria so that I could get back with Dawnglory and he’s gone again!!  Now, I’m stuck with the Rangers, which I don’t like and now I am stuck with a military obligation that is going to keep me from getting what I have wanted my whole life and it just isn’t fair.  Now, I find out that even my stinking brother is gone from Silvermoon and I was going to ask him to buy me out of the Rangers so that I don’t have to stay here anymore.

Of course, everyone in Halfhill is talking about the people leaving and the ones that are staying behind.  One person I’m seeing staying behind with their brat is Dawnglory’s woman.  She looks like she’s getting fat from sitting on her butt at the farm, wonder who’s doing all of the work now that he’s gone?  I was going to try to make friends with her just so I could find out when Dawnglory’s going to be back, however, I can’t even stomach that thought right now.

All of my plans are down the drain and I’m stuck up here with all of these drunk bears, the Rangers and whatever else the military might decide for me to do.  I tried to talk to my sister at Winter Veil when we were in Shattrath and she told me to shut up and that I only had gotten what I deserved for being deceitful and selfish.  Who the heck does she think she is?    I know her husband or whatever he is overheard it all and he just walked away as if there was nothing going on.   She has no right to say anything about what I’ve done, it’s her fault that our parents are dead because she ran off to be with that guy and they got killed looking for her.  Maybe I should bring that up sometime?

I’ve sent a letter to that Zippie and I hope that she will forward it on to Fnor so that he can make arrangements to buy me out of the service.  I don’t like it and I was only playing along with it because it would get me closer to Dawnglory and if he’s gone from Pandaria, what is to keep me here in the service, not a damned thing. I hope he still isn’t angry with me.

I had planned on talking with my brother at Winter Veil when I was in Nagrand, however, he wasn’t there and it’s doubtful that his wife would want to help me out.  I didn’t even try to ask her about it and with the way that Felaran reacted, I was almost afraid too.  I don’t think that all of the things that I have done should be held against me.  I had my reasons and now that reason has moved again, damn him.

I know I probably can’t start over in Silvermoon again, I’ve burned too many bridges there with some of the so-called friends that I had, however, they have always liked my money, so, maybe there is a chance that I can start over again.  I don’t know, I’m so confused right now. Now, I just have to find some new direction.

Should I put Dawnglory behind me and think about getting involved with someone else?  I can’t, he has been the main focus of my life for so long that I think that I would be lost without that.  Everything that I have ever done or planned for has been with him in mind.  Even if Felaran said that I selfish, she also said that I was obsessed with a man that could care less about what happens to me.   I think that she’s wrong, I think that he does care about me and that my brother won’t allow him to have anything to do with me, It’s his fault, not mine.   He’s only with this woman now because of his daughter and I bet that if I could get him alone, I’d be able to give him a son one day, which is more important to carry on his name.   I still want to make that happen and it will happen if I just keep trying, now, I can’t even try because he’s in that other place.

 

Faendra Morningstar

 

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

 

A Time For Change…

December 9th

Dear Journal,

Well, I guess that our peaceful times in Pandaria are drawing quickly to a close because I’ve just been informed that I need to report back to Stormwind for assignment.  Kae also got a letter to report back too, at least, we might get assigned together. That sure didn’t take long did it?  I suppose that it’s not unexpected considering the amount of noise the rumors had been making and now, we have the issues going on in the Blasted Lands.   There truly was a reason that they called this place “The Blasted Lands” to start with because it was adjacent to the Dark Portal where the battles were fought in Outland with the Dark Legion.  This was all written up in the history books that I’m sure that the majority of us have read and yet, it never truly went away did it.

I know that I was one of those people that thought that with the defeat and the capture of the Warchief would have been the end of things for a while, however, there doesn’t seem to be much of a respite is there?  I was not present in Pandaria for this so-called trial that was held there and possibly it is a  good thing that I wasn’t because it may not have ended well. I know that the news coming from the Temple set us all reeling – Garrosh had escaped.  What with all of the security in place not only furnished by all of the known leaders in the world of Azeroth, there were also security put into place by the Pandaren and the Celestials.  One would have thought that all of the bases were covered, however, that was not to be because the infiltrator was staunchly already installed in the controlling area. What a horrific outcome to such an emotionally charged historical event.

I wish it were possible for me to just step away and make myself believe that none of this actually happened and that things were just as they were.  I can make myself deny just about anything, however, I don’t think that I can even pull this off.  Sure, you can lie to other people, if you so desire, however, the one person that you can’t lie too is yourself.  Lying to oneself and then forcing yourself to believe that lie is something that I’m sure that books have been written about.  Making your fantasy into your reality is a hard-fought  goal in life, however, if that goal was started off as lie – then everything that you have done in your life is false, regardless if you have reached that goal.

I think that I understand why my Father is the way that he is because his entire life has been involved in the politics of Azeroth and the military, even if, he didn’t want it to be.   Yes, he told me years ago that I had better enjoy any respites that came my way between the conflicts of the factions because there truly was never any real long-lasting peace between the Horde and the Alliance.  I wish that things were different and I thought the fight we were waging in Pandaria might have taught us all something – that the anger and the hatred that we have felt for each of the factions has done nothing except to breed more evil in the world.  I think that I was a fool for having that kind of hope or dream because it definitely hasn’t come to pass.

I had noticed that a lot of the farms that we had in the area are being turned back over to the Pandaren and thought possibly that some of the owners had been reassigned to other regions, however, I now know that all of the rumors were real and I just kept burying my head in the sand.  The few civilians that are left here in Pandaria are all getting rather anxious because it is as if we’re all waiting for the other shoe to drop.    I know that it isn’t often that I have had to change my plans in my life, however, this is the price you pay for being an adult in this world.  It’s time for me to put away my youthful dreams and to face the realities of this world.

I know that Kae and I have worked ourselves to death to get this farm the way that we wanted it and now it appears as if we are going to have to hand it over to someone to care for us while we are away.  We’re not selling the farm, I will never sell the farm because it is truly the very first thing that I have ever truly owned.  I know that Kae feels the same way because she isn’t very happy about being uprooted and told that she has to move again.  She’s never really had a home like I have and this is the first time that she had ever felt comfortable enough to put down roots.  Now, all of that is for naught and we both have to say our farewells to the people that we have befriended and have come to love over time.

I wish we had more time before we have to report to Stormwind because I would like to roam around in some of my favorite spots in Pandaria and just memorize everything  so that I will have something to look back on when I need it.  Yes, I think we all have memories that we have to cling too sometimes to keep our sanity in times of stress, in times of war, in times of losing out dreams.

I suppose I had better finish pack up my things that need to take so that Kae and I can make the journey to Stormwind.  I’m sure that my Mother is already well aware of the things that have been going on and is already making her preparations to rejoin the Sentinels if needed.

May Elune guide our steps in our future endeavors to guard our families and homes.

Kaldor Shadowmoon

Oh, He Will Be Mine…

November 23rd

Dear Journal,

Well, I finally got some much needed time off for good behavior – that’s truly a joke, it just amounted to some major sucking up and trying to act like I was happy with what I was doing.  I have been in Pandaria for several months and haven’t had any time off due to the fact that I have had personality conflicts with some of my peers, not really my peers, and some of the higher ups.  Who would have thought that they expected more of me because of my brother’s reputation.  I’m not my brother and I doubt that I will be stupid enough to stay in the Rangers as long as he has either.

I got to head into Halfhill and I have been just hanging around in the market place trying to find out what information I can about Dawnglory.  Yes, he does live here and he does have a woman and a baby, which I already knew, however, people aren’t really all that forthcoming with the exact location of his farm.  Somehow, thinking of my beautiful Sindorei digging in the dirt just doesn’t fit with what I know of him.  He’s too sophisticated for that sort of thing, however, being with that woman might have changed some of his ideals and his pride too.  I have the next five days off and if I have to travel down every lane and goat path, I’ll do that too because I will find him and I will talk to him and tell him what a mistake he is making with his life.

I have also heard the rumors of this new problem that has developed in the Blasted Lands and I hope that they don’t yank my unit out of Pandaria and ship us off there.  If they do try to do that, I will be resigning or buying my way out so that I can stay here in Pandaria until I make that man see reason and marry me.  I have some money of my own saved up, plus, I don’t think that my brother will hold a grudge long enough to refuse me some help if I ask for it and it concerns his best friend too.   I’m just marking my time and waiting for the right moment to talk to him.  I know he’s here and I know that he and that woman frequent the market with their brat too, so, I’ll just sit here and bide my time until I see that golden-haired man that I know so well makes his appearance.

No, I am not happy being here in the role that I had to take in order to get here.  I’m not meant for the orders and all of the rules that are put into place to make it a more military group and I’m sure not ready to settle down to having to share a tent with a whole bunch of other women.   I’m not keen on the idea that I only have a footlocker to keep my personal belongings in and it has to stay locked all of the time to keep the peasants from stealing from me.  My gowns are probably ruined from being stuffed into that trunk for so long and it is going to make me very angry if they are.  Well, maybe not too angry since I know that they are probably out of fashion now since they are last season’s styles.

If I wasn’t so determined to talk to Dawnglory, I would have gone back to Silvermoon to see some of my friends and to see if I still have access to the house that my brother gave me.  I know that I am not really welcomed at the main house because of those stupid goblins living there that my brother seems to like better than he does his own sister.  Well, that’s what happens when you’re not really blood-related, I suppose.

I have seen Felaran a couple of times since I have been in Pandaria and even went to her house for dinner one night, which was kind of weird because she and her “husband” are both Death Knights.  The food was good and I thought that it was really nice that they would think to even have a good wine to serve with it.   I guess that Ty is the one that cooked the meal because Felaran still can’t cook stuff without destroying it.  It seems odd to have her living with a man here in Pandaria, however, I guess even Death Knights have some softer feelings too.

I like Fel’s “husband”, even if they aren’t really married, they just say that they are and even have rings to show.  I know that they couldn’t’ get married in Silvermoon or under the auspices of that law=minded group.  They just decided they were married.   Ty is an odd fellow, a bit on the quiet side sometimes, however, he is totally devoted to that cat of his, which is really odd.  He also makes some beautiful pieces of jewelry which kind of surprised me because I wouldn’t think that a real man cold make suck delicate pieces.  He showed me some of the jewelry that he was sending back to Silvermoon to sell and I was definitely awestruck, maybe he will be kind enough to give me some of the pieces some day.  Oh, I could buy them,  I suppose. However,  why should I spend money if he is willing to give it to me in the name of “family” helping family?  I think that it’s rather ironic that he looks very much like our brother and that sometimes he sounds like him – that dark mane of hair, those startling blue eyes and that voice make me feel a bit chilled and excited at the same time.  Fel seems to be very much in love with him and I hope that she is happy and that they can keep that act up for a long time too.

I already know that I am going to be telling Dawnglory all of the benefits of being with someone like me rather than that woman.  I’m educated, I have my own money and access to the Morningstar monies, if my brother has changed his orders at the banks, and I am also a lot younger than that woman is.  She’s older and has lived most of her life like an animal in Northrend.  Well, maybe he likes that pack mentality, however, it doesn’t go over well in Silvermoon where people have to at least some idea of the social norms.  I suppose with him living in the wilds as a Ranger has left him open to the idea that it’s okay to have a person act more like an animal that a real person.  I tried to talk to his sister about the way that he is living with this woman and she won’t talk to me anymore because I wasn’t all sunshine and nice about the fact that I think he is ruining his life.

I know that he and my brother still have some of their friends that are still Krasarang and I can’t believe how tight-lipped they are with any information in regard to Dawnglory.  It’s almost like they are in league trying to protect him for some reason or other.  Maybe it’s some kind of special code of theirs, however, I am not about to try to buck that system too much, it cost me enough time trying to do that and getting stuck at camp for weeks unless I was on patrol with some of those other people.  One of the guys let it slip that he thought that Dawnglory was already married – well, I found out that that is a joke because I contacted the Magisters offices in Silvermoon and after several days of waiting, there is no record of a marriage posted in their files for him.  Even if he does get married, that is no reason for me to stop trying to steal him away.  It makes little difference to me because I know that he belongs with me and not her.

Sitting in this Inn and staring out towards the market is really quite entertaining for a while, however, I am starting to get rather bored.  I suppose I should go out and see if I can find my man instead of sitting here in hopes that he will show up.  I know that he probably doesn’t visit the Inn very often these days with that woman and baby holding him back, it’s not like the old days when he could come and go a he wishes.   I would have never thought in a million years that my wild and headstrong Sindorei would become a domesticated being instead of what has always been a part of his nature. I think I’ll go out and see if I can find someone that might be more informative as to where Dawnglory lives, maybe a little gold in their hand might make them remember.

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