Life Goes On


July 13th

Dear Journal,

It has been a while since I’ve had a respite from dealing with these demons and getting completely worn out with the constant fighting, however, I do think or feel that things are winding down.  The battles aren’t as intense as they once were, and the evil things are not mounting the huge offenses that they once did.  Do they know that we will keep fighting for as long as it takes to rid ourselves of their presence?  Naturally, with all the battles we’ve had on the Broken Isles and victories we’ve had have been costly to both factions, however, there was a cohesiveness to it all, I hope it lasts.

Thinking back on my life a little bit and I think that the only time that I have known some peace and true happiness was when we were finishing up our fights with Arthas.  That’s been a long time ago and there were happy times to be had in Dalaran before we were driven out.  All the Blood Elves were blamed for the bombing of Theramore and Lady Jania ran amuck with her power in Dalaran.  I still yearn for those days in my heart and the home that I had worked so hard to build there.  It was a wonderful existence while we were there although it doesn’t compare to the life that Amyn and I had in Shattrath where the boys were born.

Maybe after we’re done here, there will be peace for a time or even a brief respite.  I know that when Amyn and I are released from our service here in the Broken Shore – we are planning to take a long break from the stress of it in our home in Nagrand located in Outland.  We’ve built a wonderful mansion there with enough room for the whole family and our friends that care to join us.  It will be good to see our children there for a while.  With both boys taking the appearance of their Mother, it has been hard for us to get together and spend the time together that I would like.  I think that is one of the reasons whey I cherish the Old Dalaran days so much because it has truly been the only time that I could acknowledge my mate and our off-spring without any fear. Ah well, those days are gone, and I suppose that I should move forward.

The last trip that I made to Orgrimmar has me a bit worried because there were higher level gossip going on within the faction – the Warchief was under some scrutiny for her tendency to raise the dead too quickly after a battle regardless of the faction.  The all seem to follow her after they have been risen and I will have to admit that it sends a chill down my spin because it reminds me so much of the Scourge and Arthas.  I wonder if other people have noticed the similarity or are there so few of us left that remember those days?  I’m concerned because I don’t want to go through that again and see some of friends be turned into foes after their demise.

Our businesses are booming, and we are still able to meet the contracts that we pick up and I will have to admit that I am happy with that because if we can keep our coffers full, we will be able to endure just about anything that may happen here on Azeroth.  I’m still funneling some funds to Draenor to help support the work being there – there are still need for goods that can be obtained easily there.  No, we’re not pillaging the resources like we might have in the past, but we are able to keep up the supply for the demand of goods easily.

Damn, the horns are sounding again which means that we have another incursion of demons somewhere close to the camp – that means I need to stop writing and get on with my duty and plunge back into the smell of Fel.

Fnor Morningstar

 

Trying to Stay Focused On Our Future


May 1st

 

Dear Journal,

I know that I have been too busy getting things in order with my family to even be able to sit down and write anything in my journal.  Seems like it has been forever, and I know that it hasn’t.  Fnor and I have been busy in the battles with the demons to have much time to sit down and relax.  I’ll admit that I do run way to Stormwind and sometimes to Draenor, just to escape everything for a while. Just being able to sit down and not smell Fel in the air or even that constant looking around to make sure that you’re in a safe place can sometimes drain the soul out of you.

I had to come back to Stormwind to take care of some business and to check on my boys that are in the city as well as going to check on my parents.  They are getting up in years and there are times that I do worry about them   I know that I am one of the lucky few people in Darnassus that had been raised by my parents instead of being sent off to be raised with the rest of the children.  Yes, it’s odd how our people send their most precious things in the world off to be raised by strangers and not have that family bonding that other races seem to have – it builds a foundation for the families to grow on.  It could possibly be a hold over from the days when the High Elves felt that the parents were not paying proper attention to their duties and the children were a distraction and needed to be trained by others.  I’m never sure why that all came about.  However, back to what I was prattling about.

My parents were doing fine in their little home near Darnassus and seemed to be quite happy there, however, I tried my best to have them make another change in their lives – move to Nagrand, to the house that Fnor and I have there, or we could even build them their own little house.   They have lived with us in Dalaran in Northrend and they were happy there, however, they were extremely frightened when we were driven out – or I should say, when Fnor was driven out because of his heritage.  I think the whole thing was stupid – I can understand that Jaina was upset with the way that things had happened in Theramore and I will admit that we all were – luckily, Varian was still alive back then and could put some kinds of constraints on her hysterical reactions to things.

I think my Father was on the verge of refusing my suggestion when my Mother stopped him and told him that there must be a reason that I would want them to make a change like this and gave me that look that I always dread.  One thing about being raised by your parents is the fact that they really get to know you as an individual, which, makes it difficult for you to pull any shenanigans with them.  She knew I was trying to hide something from her and I had to admit that there were reasons that I wanted them to move.

With all the contacts that Fnor and I have on both factions, we seem to get information far ahead of the counselors and leaders of our separate factions.  We have a lot of people working for us in our businesses and it seems like they can get into places where our military people seem to overlook.  Let’s be real about this, common people talk more amongst themselves and aren’t busy plotting their political intrigues as the higher ups seem to find the time to do.  There appears to be a lot of political unrest in both factions and there have been hints to the common folk that they should be prepared to guard their homes and families even more in the future.  No reasons were given out as to why and it makes me wonder if we’re not rolling back the clock of history to the days when we dare not be affiliated with friends of a different faction.

Of course, my Mother’s opinion of the Dark Lady is pretty much the same as most people.  She was a poor choice for the Horde to take on that evil woman for their Warchief. Even my beloved is not fond of the situation, but one must be careful about voicing your opinions too loudly.

With the rumors flying around like a crazed dervish, I did tell my parents some of the rumors and they were greatly saddened by it, however, they did resolve to make the move to Nagrand within the next couple of weeks to be safe.  I’m almost willing to bet that we are going to end up with a small village of relatives living on the property – we will make room for anyone that wishes to join the family.

Now, I need to go talk to my loving husband and let him know that there is going to be an influx of elves coming to Nagrand to live for a while – naturally, we are going to decide for most of them that do not know that my mate is a Blood Elf to live away from the main property.  I don’t want to bring the old hatreds to where we live.

Amynlarae Shadowmoon

 

 

April 18th – Some things never change…


April 18th

Dear Journal,

I think the whole world has gone crazy and I’m sitting here watching it happen without any control over it.  Everything that I have planned for in my life has gone amiss and it’s as if the Light has other plans for me.  It would be lovely if I knew what that was.

I have waited months and years for my plans with Fnar Dawnglory to bear fruit and it does appear as though it might have happened for me until that cow he’s involved with was rescued or found or whatever she was – with a new baby to boot.  Wonder if this one is his? I know the little girl is his because she looks like her Daddy, however, I haven’t seen this new one. And it’s a boy.  I know that she keeps pushing out these children like the dog that she is, however, I know that my love isn’t all that fond of children as he has told me so many times.  The statement could have been directed at me too because I was fairly young back then and already very much in love with my golden-haired man.  Who cares, I know that he will soon tire of this domestic bliss that that Romy seems to be forcing on him.

I know that I am just disgusted, and I am not giving up on my plans just yet.   I know that I was hoping that that one night of lying with my love would have gotten me with child, however, I wasn’t that lucky.  Now that he is back with that woman, I will have to figure out something else.  I doubt that I will be able to find him in a drunken stupor again and be able to get into his bed.

Well, not enough time has passed for me to not to try something else.  Maybe I can have a liaison with another man of similar appearance and get myself with child.  I could always pass the child off as Fnar’s child and see how that will work.  If I had his baby, I’d be on the same level with that cow of his – not much better than she is for that matter.  That’s how she’s got him trapped now, by pushing out those kids and I know how much he wants a family of his own because of his being raised in an orphanage with his sister, Felessa.

I did meet one young fellow that looks very much like Dawnglory, however, I think this one is a bit more street-smart and I will have to be extra tricky with him.  Also, I found another fellow that seems older and more experienced than I am, however, the only drawback on that is that he looks very much like my adopted brother.  Well, that might work except for the fact that Fnor and I aren’t blood relations.  Well, I’ll have to think on this a bit more.

 

Faendra Morningstar

Almost There


*Not the usual salty language warning – kind of a calmer Dawnglory for the moment. *

 

March 20th

 

Yo Book!!

I know that I must be the happiest man on Azeroth now and the most relieved. To have one’s family brought back to you alive and well seems very miraculous.  It truly has shaken me to my core and there are times that I can’t believe that they are back.  All those months of searching and all those days and nights of mourning my loss, which, was something that I had to do because I was never sure that they would be found alive.

I was shocked silly when Zippie told me that they had been found and I will have to admit that I fucking fainted.  Yeah, big strong warrior hit the floor like a brick.  When I came out of my stupor, I had to hear the news again to be sure that I hadn’t just dreamed it. At least I knew that they were safe in Silvermoon and that I would be able to see them soon.  Naturally, being somewhat addle-pated at that point, I was going to take the Zep to UnderCity and the portal to Silvermoon – silly me.  Sometimes I amaze myself at how stupid I can be when I forget that I know a handful of mages that can port me there easily enough. I even know a few of the darker magic fellows that have transported me a few times to get to places in a hurry.  Hey, you learn to utilize the people available to you and don’t let your prejudices get in the way.

I know that I was shocked and surprised at how my family looked when I finally got to Silvermoon City.  I know that I should have realized that they were going to be a bit worse for wear, but I was shocked silly because I didn’t want to believe that they could have suffered the way that they did.  You will always tend to hang onto the memory of how they looked the last time that you saw them, which is exactly what I did.  Naturally, I had no idea what my son looked like because he hadn’t been born yet.

Poor Romy is so thin and looks a bit haggard at this point, however, I understand that she made sure that her children were cared for better than she would think of taking care of herself.  I’m happy and proud that she was able to look after the group of people with her and that she was able to survive.  I know that she is going to need a lot of rest and some very good care for a while before she will be able to resume her life as it was before she was out in the wilds that long.  She is still a beautiful woman to me and will always be that way. Just to be able to see her and hold her in my arms again is a miracle that I will always cherish.

My children are happy and very healthy, thanks to their Mother’s care. I know that I was amazed by how much my little girl had grown and how beautiful she is.  It was amazing to me that the voice I heard in my mind months ago was her voice to the letter, she sounds exactly that way.  She’s grown quite a bit physically and has changed quite a bit from the carefree little girl that I knew, her world had changed, and she adapted.  Romy and I will be talking about this a bit more when she is feeling up to it because the changes were such a dramatic shift that I don’t understand it.  Let’s just say that she has powers that I never knew a Paladin could have and that is the path that the Light has chosen for her.

Oh, my son is quite the handful and is as stubborn and willful as his parents.  I know that I was so happy to see him and to be able to hold him for the first time.  He looks a lot like Romy, however, he does have my smile, hands and feet – the rest is pure Romy.  He cried when I first held him because he’s never seen his Daddy and I was just some strange dude holding him – I guess I would cry too if I was that little and couldn’t understand things yet.

Romy is staying with her family for the time being and I am staying at the main house in Silvermoon that Fnor and I have always used.  Of course, it’s an odd arrangement, I’ll admit, however, it is probably easier for the children to adjust with the people that have been taking care of them for now.  Romy probably needs her family’s support at this point too because she has been through a lot and I know that she just needs to get some rest and some decent food in her.  I’ll do whatever makes her happy and if this arrangement makes her happy, I’ll comply with it.

Fnar Dawnglory

 

 

 

January 22nd – Praise the Light…


*Could have some salty language – so, if that offends you, please don’t read*

 

January 22

Yo Book!!

Oh, thank the Light!!!  At last my family has been found and they are in Silvermoon.  My heart is just singing with the joy and I can’t stop crying because I’m so fucking happy.  It’s been a bloody year and I will have to admit that I was about to give up hope, as much as I didn’t want to admit that they were gone.

I was apparently just missing the messages that Fnor and Zippie were sending because I was moving around quite a bit.  I was on my way from Draenor to Orgrimmar and making a few unscheduled stops along the way too.  I know that I was shocked when I walked into the offices in Orgrimmar and Zippie was just jumping up and down and squealing like goblin madness at winning the lottery or something.  Anyway, she finally calmed down and told me that Romy and the children were safe!!  I don’t know for sure, but I think I must have passed out because the next thing I know, I’m in the quarters behind the office with Zednick telling Zippie that her diplomacy needed some work.

It was wonderful news to finally get!  I know that I was anxious to see them, however, Zippie wouldn’t let me leave the office as quickly as I wanted to because she wanted to fill me in on some of the details as she knew them.   I’ll admit that I was bit angry, at first.  I did realize that she wanted to give me the news about the conditions of the survivors before I got shocked silly again.

I guess Romy and the others had a difficult time and I didn’t realize that the demons had been stalking them until today.  I had seen some signs of demons in the area, but I thought it was just residual stuff from when they were trying to invade the main sections of Azeroth.  That was indeed a horrible time and I know that people were killed as they tried to fight them off in small numbers.   I can imagine how these women must have felt with the kids being at such great risk as well as themselves.  Knowing Romy as I do, I know that she was showing the signs of a female wolf guarding her young.

I know that I will be making my way to Romy’s family home in Silvermoon City as quickly as I can.  I’m so anxious to see her and the children.  I will finally get to see my son!!

Fnar Dawnglory

 

January 12th – Time Goes On…


*Might have some salty language or descriptions…been a while but we all know how Fnar talks. *

 

January 12th

 

Yo Book!

I will have to admit that I have spent the last year in mourning for the loss of my family and this last Holiday Season was probably the worst on record for me.  I have been depressed before, but I was contemplating just ending it all to free my soul, heart and mind from the terrible sadness and loneliness that I have endured for the last year.  It has not been a pleasant time for me nor any of the people that have been forced to be around me.   I am sure that I was not the most pleasant of company along with the drinking binges that I would go on.

Fnor was going to do the whole family thing in Nagrand and I was invited but was hesitating about attending since I know his kid sister would be there and I didn’t want to have to be on-guard to avoid her affections without being rude to her.  There is nothing that can disrupt a friendship faster than involvement with one of the friend’s family members.  She’s okay, appearances are that she is very attractive until you get to know her personality a bit better.   Beauty can truly be skin deep and when the selfish self-centered side shows up, it can be ugly with a pretty package to tempt the latest victims.  I have known for years that she was infatuated with me; however, I was hoping that she would outgrown that mindset, which she hasn’t.  I know that there have been times when Fnor and I have distanced ourselves from one another after some of her embarrassing blow-ups concerning me.

Of course, I had made plans to be busy during the holidays and stay to myself at the Garrison in Draenor.  I had planned a nice party for all the people there and we had everything all decorated up so that none of us would feel like we were left out.  I never realized how many of my people didn’t go home for the holidays because they felt more comfortable there with the others.  It’s almost like having a family on an extra level, which is kind of nice when you’ve been raised in an orphanage like Felessa and I were.  Even though we all can travel back and forth between Azeroth and Draenor now, it was kind of odd that, so many opted to stay here.  At least I wasn’t going to be alone and I wouldn’t have to see the other people’s children unless they invited them here.

Naturally, I felt like things were just going to be the same as they have been for the last year and I would be spending the time alone, off to myself and trying to sort things out in mind again.  I know that I have mourned for Romy and the kids long enough and I need to get my feet back on the ground and start over again.  No, I haven’t given up on finding them and I will continue to search for them and keep hoping that I will be able to finally get some closure one way or another.  I feel like I have been living in a dream that I couldn’t wake up from, no matter how hard I tried, and this was the Light’s way of letting me know that I didn’t treat things the way that I should have.  I know that I cherished Romy more than any woman that I have ever been involved with and my heart keeps aching for her and there are times that I do weep for the loss of my children.

Maybe staying away from the farm has been good for me too, giving myself time to heal before I try to make my way there again and try to resume life for myself.  Having the farm there gives me a place to go and a place to try to put down roots and a place where I can have a life without all the social tribulations that seem to happen amongst my own kind.  Pandaria gave me an inner peace that I haven’t ever found anywhere else, a sense of tranquility that just seemed to make everything seem more precious to me.

I will have to admit that I am still really kind of creeped out with the dream that I had the last time I was at the farm because it seemed so real and I know that I wanted to sleep more and try to relive that dream again.  Sure, it was a typical man’s dream, however, it just seemed so right to have Romy in my arms again and to be able to touch her, even in a dream, the woman has a fire of her own that I don’t think that anyone could ever put out.  I know that if I ever get involved with anyone again, it will be extremely difficult not to make comparisons to Romy – I know, that could be a death knell to any relationship, however, she is the only woman that I truly gave all my love too – she was really my life and my soulmate.

I still wish that Romy and I could have gotten married before she disappeared.  I know that we were both anti-marriage when it was just the two of us because we didn’t think about the social aspects of not being married and having children.  I know that we wanted everything for our daughter and, now, for our son.  I wonder what my boy looked like?  You see, I had never seen him and the only thing that I have of his is the little bootie that was found at the Zeppelin crash site.   I’m sure that we would have had some portraits done when Romy and the kids got home again – will they ever be home?

Now that the holidays are over, and everyone is happy with how things went, I’m sure that we will all get back into our routines.  It’s about time for me to head to Orgrimmar and possibly Silvermoon to pick up any materials for the Garrison that the Horde can spare for the forgotten people stationed out there.

I hope that I can catch up with Fnor while I’m in either Orgrimmar or SMC because he and I need to catch up on some things and see how we are going to go forward with the company.   I know that he has been spending most of his time in the Broken Isle fighting demons – I lucked out and didn’t have to report there just yet.    I know that I am not looking forward to fighting demons any time soon because I still remember the remnants of them in Outland and we have our own issues with them filtering into Draenor now and then.   I think evil and vile doesn’t adequately describe how I feel when I see traces of them and the foul Fel that they seem to bring with them and leave behind to mark the territory as their own.

I think I might apply for some leave so that I can go to Pandaria for a while, I’ll just have to keep my eye out for Faendra and make sure to keep my distance from that conniving bitch.

 

 

Fnar Dawnglory

 

 

 

Some Reminiscing and a Joyous Time


December 25th

Dear Journal,

It has been a long time since I have taken the time to sit down and write in my journal, however, these have indeed been busy times.  Trying to maintain the pack and keep things running smoothly and longing for the sight of my beloved, Felley.

I’m sitting here in my usual spot in Stormwind, the Inn in the Trade area across from the auction house and the bank.  Seems like I always choose to stay here and find the time to try to relax.  I left the pack in Darnassus to fend for themselves while I took some time away in hopes that Felly and I could meet in Stormwind for a brief reunion of some sort.   Well, it does look as though I will be spending the Holiday alone and that’s okay too.  Being alone isn’t all bad except for the fact that it gives me the time to reflect on times that have been or might have been.

At least the atmosphere is positive in Stormwind, what with the loss of Varian and all that still lingering in all our minds, it is still festive with the young Anduin on the throne.  At least Genn is with the young fellow to give him some proper Gilnean guidance.

I think that this is the time of year that I always feel more than a little bit homesick for Gilneas.  There was just something magical about the place, the changing seasons, the snow and rain – all the things that some of the less fortified people dislike – to me, it was home.   Even after these years, I still miss my wife and children although I have finally reconciled myself that I will never see them again and that they are probably in a better place than me.  At least they have not had to endure the Curse and learning how to deal with the problems that can arise from that.  I know that my yearning for my family did cause some issues with Felley from time to time and I can understand that, however, in my heart, I will always miss them and love them.  I do love Felly deeply and hope that one day we will be wed.

December 26th

Well, I did have a pleasant surprise and Felley was able to slip away from her duties in Pandaria so that we could spend some time together.  To be exact, she will be staying here for the next week, as will I.  It has been so long since we have had any true alone time together, not with the pack and the responsibilities that all entails.

We had a lovely dinner last night and I am happy that I had brought all the gifts that I had bought for her during the last year.  It made up quite a bit for not having her with me for the last few months.  Just being able to watch her face when she opened her gifts and the way that she reacted later was truly wonderful for the both of us.  Of course, she had brought some gifts for me as well and I will have to admit that I will be one of the best dressed gentlemen in any city I happen to pass through.  Naturally, she had also brought along some gifts for the people in our pack and I will have quite the load to take to Darnassus when I return there, and I know that they all will be grateful for her thoughts and gifts.

We even attended the services at the Cathedral last night even though we did get some very awkward looks from some of the other attendees.  We may have been Cursed with our ability to shift into animal rather than human, however, that doesn’t mean that we have given up our belief in the Light.  I know that it eased my heart and comforted my soul to be able to sit there with Felley’s hand in mine as we listened to the words and prayers.  It gave us both a sense of normalcy that we have not had for years.

Ah well, I should discontinue writing for a while and spend some time with my lady and enjoy the limited time that we have together.

Oak