June 15th, 2017 – OOC – Patch Day and Beyond…

June 15, 2017

I will have to admit that I was looking forward to sitting here and enjoying the game quite a bit more with the advent of the new patch 7.2.5 – well, patch day was more than a little bit exciting than I wanted it to be. Of course, I’ve been kicking around in this game long enough to know that it isn’t always a good day to play when we have patches. I never go into current content on the day of a patch because I know that there will be bugs galore and I heard that I wasn’t too disappointed with that plan either.

Lost my mounts for a time on my main account (the one that has all the achievements coming from it and all the mount collecting) which really set me off on a tizzy until I figured that the patch had changed the filters on my mounts – fixed that and it was on with the show.

I will have to admit, again, that I am totally an altoholic and love playing my lower levels, not in a big rush to hit end-game at all. I rushed quickly to the Under City and got my heirlooms all maxed out. Even did the weapons to be on the safe side and had been saving my gold up for said purchases since they mentioned the upgrades in a Q&A. I love my heirlooms because it allows me to have the time to level up at a good clip and not worry about my professions nearly as much. Yes, my big guys do make stuff for the little guys, however, I don’t mind going back and farming for mats on the little ones either. I’m weird that way because I enjoy running around on my hunters and doing the hunter thing.

Discovered that there had been a bug with World Quests and went in this morning and found that I finally had them showing on my Alliance alt. Why I have been holding back on running any other characters around on the Shore until I was able to figure things out a bit more. I hadn’t been able to do archeology of any relevance on the same alt too because it would not show up on the map – now it does. Weird bugs that have been plaguing me since I started playing the Legion content. Too bad that there isn’t a real “guide” on what you need to do with this expansion because I’ll willingly admit that I have spent a great deal of time trying to figure things out – that isn’t nearly as much fun as actually getting play the game through.

Still no flying for me yet in Legion because I have been dragging my feet and going at a snail’s pace due to mechanical malfunctions with my computers as well as not feeling well physically. Now, I can move along and do what I want to do and just take my time. So far, my intent is to finish up my gaming career with Legion unless they come up with a super awesome expansion for the next one. Legion started out pretty good and has dwindled off to the RNG gods too much and I just run around and do things hoping that I will be able to better equip my characters – no luck for me on getting any of the goodies that everyone has been raving about. I’m not complaining about the fact that I haven’t played enough to get even one of the Legendary items, however, it does seem like I am wasting a lot of my precious time trying. I don’t like the amount of RNG for everything in the game – glad that it doesn’t control my bathroom privileges because we might have real issues then too.

With the Summer kicking in, finally, I don’t know how much time I will be spending in front of my computer because I enjoy being outside without looking like the little kid from “Christmas Story” where he is all bundled up in his Michelin Man winter clothing. If it’s too hot, I don’t go out there and stay in the A/C as much as possible although my loft where all my computers and drawing materials are located gets a bit toasty because of the skylights. Hehe, love the natural light, don’t like the heat.

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

NSFW – June 5th – Sweet Revenge…

*NSFW – a little more passion that what would be appropriate for young readers, be aware. *

June 5th

Dear Journal,

I know that I have done something that I shouldn’t have done, however, it was something that I have been wanting to do for years and I feel that it was long overdue. None will be the wiser unless I end up getting pregnant and if that happens, he’ll have to marry me or lose his friendship with my brother – he would never want to lose that. I don’t care if my brother cuts me off, again, I have my own money now and I can earn a living on my own, thank you very much.

All my life I have been in love with this man, ever since I figured what men were, and my heart has never drifted from the thought that I would have this handsome golden-haired man for my own. He must be mine because I haven’t loved or cared for anyone the way that I do him. With all the plotting and planning that I have done over the years trying to get him to admit that he loves me and wants only me were wasted. All I had to do was wait and the Fates would step in and give me what I wanted and all I had to do was wait until the proper time. I have been watching and waiting all this time, I just had to learn to be patient and it worked. Well, it kind of worked.

Dawnglory has always been the one man that I’ve wanted with my entire being, his looks, his attitude and the way that he has come from a life of nothing and made himself what he is today without the help of family. I guess you could call him a man’s man: somewhat like my brother, Fnor. I love my brother and I am very proud of what he has done with his life except for the fact that he is supposedly married to a long-eared Night Elf. How he could betray his own kind and his political connections like that is beyond my understanding, however, I should accept the fact. Of course, Fnor really isn’t my brother, he’s adopted and we’re not sure what his real bloodlines are.

I know that I haven’t written in my journal in a long time and this is probably something that I shouldn’t write down, however, I do have to tell someone to make it seem more real to me. I can’t tell anyone else about it and it is going to be hard to act as if nothing has happened. I just want to beam and gloat over the fact that I slept with the man that I love.

It was easy to accomplish with his woman being lost along with his children, however, he was drowning his sorrows and I knew, from experience, that he would go home alone to sleep it off. Well, he went home but not alone because I offered to make sure he got to the farm without passing out in the road somewhere. It was easy and all he kept saying is that I reminded him so much of Romy.

Romy, that savage from Northrend that stole my man away from me. Sure, he thinks he loves and he has had two children with her. Well, I know the little girl is his because she looks just like him, however, the youngest one I am not so sure of because he was born after Dawnglory went to Draenor. The little fellow does have the same lopsided smile and there is something about the shape of his face that reminds me of his supposed Father, however, I’m not real sure. You never know with whores, they do tend to shop around when their main man isn’t available.

Well, I got the poor man home and helped him undress a bit and got him into bed and acted like I was leaving. I didn’t leave, I stood outside and talked to Dog and that fish fellow -Jongu, whatever his name is and even had a bowl of dumplings that he had made. I turned to go back in the house and the fellow told me that the Lady wasn’t going to like me going in there with the Master being asleep. I just told him to shut up and went inside.

It was easy to slip out of my clothes and slide under the furs and before I had even settled myself, Fnar started sobbing his sleep and kept calling out for his woman. I told him I was there and that everything was okay. His eyes flashed open briefly and I thought that he was going to recognize me and he didn’t. He started kissing me and running his hands over my body and before I realized it, not shocked, he had started doing the things that men do with women.

I have never had a man make love to me the way that he did and how many peaks and valleys of passion that he made me go through and I thought I was going to lose my mind with the passion. Oh, Light Help Me! I never knew anything could make you feel so good all over and it seemed as if would never end.

He did keep calling me Romy and his passion was intense because he thought he was with his woman and he had so much pent up passion from being away from her for over a year. I know it was stolen passion for me and I took great pleasure in everything he did to me that seemed to go on for hours and hours.

It did go on for hours, the dawn was just breaking when I was finally able to escape the bed and put on my clothes to head back to the camp in Karasang. Oh my, it was hard to tear myself away from all of that. I know that I have found my match in all things with Dawnglory and I will have him for my husband before this year is over.

Faendra Morningstar

OOC – June 4th – Meandering Thoughts

June 4th

This is an OOC post and one that has been running through my mind for quite a while. It all must do with the fact that I have been playing World of Warcraft for 12+ years almost non-stop.  Addiction?  Maybe that’s true, however, I do take breaks from playing the game, however, that doesn’t mean that I will stop thinking about it.

I was sitting here this morning and was thinking about all the fun that I have had playing the game over the years and it wasn’t all rose-colored glasses in my memories.  I know that I love the game enough to have quite a few accounts and a plethora of characters that I merrily change to play on a moment’s notice.   Logging into the game can give me those warm fuzzy feelings or it might give me that sense of dread because I’m in an area of the game that I don’t particularly care for.   Unlike some folks, I don’t rush madly to the game forums and write a rant about how much I dislike the game or even come here to write how much I dislike something.  One of the things that I have learned over the years is that I do have the ability to “not do” something if I find it is something that I don’t like to do.  Sure, I’m still playing Blizzard money for the game, however, you do have to stop to think that you are paying for more than just Legion.

I’m one of those casual older players and I don’t have an issue getting tagged with that brand if people do stop to realize that I have forgotten more about the game than some people have learned currently. Of course, I don’t raid anymore like I used or if, at all, I just don’t join up with a lot of groups because my hand/eye coordination is a bit slower than I would like for it to be.  Hey!  Age catches up with everyone and no one is exempt from that either.  I even have my AARP card and have had it for quite a few years – we won’t go there.

Video gaming is always an escape from reality, however, you must be cognizant of the fact that your RL is a higher priority.    I use my gaming to keep my mind active and to keep my social skills going sometimes because I don’t get out that much these days.  Once upon a time I was pretty out-going and did socialize a lot, however, due to health restrictions and other issues, I have grown more reclusive in my old age.   I would much rather stay where it’s warm when it’s cold outside and I’d much rather stay where it’s cooler when it’s warm out there.  Love talking to the neighbors now and again, however, it’s not something that is a requirement.  We do have some great people in our neighborhood and we’ve watched it change over the years many times.   I will have to admit that I enjoy the kids running around and seeing them having some fun – yes, grandchildren are great and they get to go home with their parents and leave me here with my spouse and cats.

Sometimes…it makes me bonkers

I don’t know if anyone else is having issues with the publishing on WordPress, however, there are times it takes me three times as long as it should to get everything to look correctly.  I realize that you have to use the HTML when you pull documents in from Word, however, I have found that if I use my old version of Word, I don’t have the same problem.  Is this a WordPress thing or is it a Word thing?  I’m sure I don’t know.

Anyway, I do hope to start writing more as time goes on because it helps me to flesh out my characters with role playing, which is what I do a lot and why I started writing stories for them.  Hope you all enjoy them as much as I do playing them In-Game.

As always…with more to come

Written in very cursive script denoting the maturity and education of the author
June 2nd
Dear Journal,
My heart truly does go out to Dawnglory and all the grief that he is going through since his woman and his children are still missing.  I have done everything that I can to help him and we’re all coming up empty handed and my worry is that they might be lost forever, who knows?  I know that I am watching him spiral down as he just worries himself to death, literally.
Poor fellow has always been a bit of a womanizer and I never did think that he would ever get to the point to where he would be able to settle down and have a family, however, once he met that little redheaded girl from Northrend, he was smitten and he is truly in love with her.  I have never seen anyone change as drastically as he did.   He has never been one to do things in moderation and I guess that he had to go completely to the extreme with his love for this woman and his children are beautiful – as handsome as their parents.  Poor fellow is looking a bit worn these days and I told him I would take care of things for him with the business and try to get Zippie kicked up to peak with bonuses being offered for information about Romy and the children.
Thank the Light, Amyn and I are doing okay and we can slip away together now and again, even with all the demons running amuck on the Shore.  At least we can steal some time alone.  Kaldor had to follow his parents up here to the Isles as well and one would think that he could have avoided it a little longer or at least until he got things finalized with Kae.   Ah well, it seems like we are always going to have to take those stolen moments as a norm for us, it’s always been that way.
I know I had my hands full for a while with Amyn and the children for a while because they were all grieving for the loss of Varian Wrynn.  I know that we lost our Warchief and now we have the Banshee Queen as the new leader for the Horde.  What a crazy mixed up world this is.   I’ll have to admit that I did have a great deal of respect for the Wolf and his people will miss him greatly.  His son, Anduin, does show some promise if his advisors lead him in the right direction.  Poor kid, both parents are gone now and the only people he has close to him are not family.  Hopefully, Jania Proudmore is not anywhere nearby with her mental instability.
I sure wish that my sons were a bit more adept at doing some of the things that might serve them in the future – my step-sons are a handful and their Mother, Amyn, really has her hands full with them most of the time, however, they are old enough to help her with her part of the business in Stormwind.  I can’t recall if Kaldor and Vashlan were that much of a handful.   Well, Vash always seemed to be the one that was a bit Sindorei than his Kaldorei blood would admit, poor kid is as much as a clothes horse as I am and maybe a bit more with all the robes that he has purchased.  Amyn is very aware that he is still out chasing skirts and hopes that he will settle down soon – I guess he is taking after his Dad which really kind of embarrasses me somewhat because I can see a lot of myself in him.
Well, I suppose I should stop prattling here for a while and try to get back to writing in my journal a bit more so that I can gather my thoughts and get my mind off the Legion for a while.
Fnar Morningstar

May 29th – Still Searching…

*Language might be a little salty for some, so, if that offends you, please do not read.*

May 29th

Yo Book!!

I woke up this morning and almost thought that Romy was back, I could smell perfume in the air and could almost feel her body lying next to mine. Oh my, my heart was pounding until I opened my eyes and discovered that it was only a dream. What a fucking nightmare it is to awaken and find that your heart’s desire is not there after all.

Damn it!! I constantly feel as if my heart were breaking and that time is standing still just to torture me for some past transgressions – I know that haven’t been a fucking angel or anything of that nature, so, I’m sure that I have chalked up a few errors in my past. Before I met Romy and fell in love with her, there wasn’t a woman safe on the planet. If I found her attractive and she felt the same for me, it was all over because my moral compass was a bit lax.

I’m wide awake now and I can still smell that perfume in the air. Something is not right with that because I know that I haven’t shaved, no cologne from me, and the smell is something that I am very familiar with. It’s almost as if someone were here in my house on the farm. This has me really fucking distracted as hell and I can’t get the smell out of my nostrils. Oh wait, the smell is on the bed and on the pillows next to where I was sleeping. Did someone come in here while I was asleep and I didn’t wake up – could be – I know I drank myself senseless last night here alone. Yeah, I fucking cried myself to sleep and no one knows that better than me. What wouldn’t I give to have my family back.

I had been out looking for Romy and the kids and still no luck and still no information. I know that her family is looking as hard as I am for them. How can a grown woman and two small children just disappear like that? No, I’m not a fucking moron, I know that it can happen, however, not to a woman that is as adept at handling situations as my Romy.

I know that she left Pandaria and was in route to Orgrimmar with the kids and supposedly would travel on to Northrend to visit her family there. Well, they never made to Orgrimmar. We did find a crash site of a Zep in Hyjal and a baby shoe was found by one of Romy’s relatives and identified. I know they aren’t dead, I would feel it in my soul if they were. We are all still searching for them, however, where could they be?

Well, I should go back to Draenor for a few days to attend to my duties there and get orders set up for my Garrison before I can come back and search some more. I’m sure that the Horde will understand if I tell them to go to hell while I try to piece my life back together and if they don’t, they can kiss my backside.

Fnar Dawnglory