Making Future Plans…Maybe Dalaran


January 10th

Dear Journal,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Vashlan Shadowmoon

Just Living The Life…


January 8th

Dear Journal,

By the Light!! It has been a long time since I last wrote anything down in my journal and I think that it’s probably because I’ve been rather busy just earning a living.  It isn’t every day that I can just sit around and do nothing, it seems.

Peiling and I have both been busy trying to make a living with our hunting skills and it seems to be working out rather well.  We’re still living in Stormwind and it just seems like we’re comfortable with the way that things are going currently.  I know that our little house is working out nicely for the two of us and I’m still enjoying the cooking.  One thing I have found out about my roomie is that he definitely knows how to cook.   I know that I am really going to have to make myself take some time off though because I can speak for myself with the fact that I haven’t really had any real time off for months.

We had a great time during Winter Veil and I will admit that I did take a day off there.  No sense in working when everyone else is taking the time to enjoy the festivities of the season.  The actual trip to Iron Forge for the gifts was rather uneventful, however, I think that Peiling and I both drank way more than we intended while we were standing around and socializing with some of the people.   If you’re going to get drunk, might as well do it with a nice dwarven stout, right?  The do make some good liquor.  Of course, I know that my roommate thinks that his people are far superior with their brewing, however, we’re not able to get that much in the way of Pandaren brew on a regular basis.

I have to confess that I have run into some rather lovely ladies that were visiting here in Stormwind and would have liked to have been able to spend more time with them, however, with the contracts that Peiling and I have taken on lately from Magdamia, it hasn’t left us much time for personal lives even if they have made us some good money.  I think that even Magdamia would admit that she would like to have more out of life than making a buck.  I keep telling Peiling that money isn’t everything and we ought to “slow down” and enjoy some of the finer things, like getting to socialize with some of the other people here in town.  I know, I know, he’s saving up his money so that he can go home and visit his family in Pandaria.

I’m sitting here looking at my contracts and it looks like I am going to be spending some time in Stranglethorne again.  It’s not like I don’t like the place, it’s the getting there that makes me more tired when I think about it.  At least the hunting will be good and my profits will definitely be better than they have been during the last month.  If I see one more ogre backside at this point, I think that I’ll be physically ill.

Well, enough rambling. I need to go find out where Peiling is going today and maybe we can partner up for a while.

Jake

 

 

 

Getting Everything in Order…


December 1st

Dear Journal,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Amyn

Just Because…


October 21st

Dear Journal,

I will have to admit that it is time that I did get out of the office more often.  I don’t think that Amyn wants me to stay here all of the time when she is readily available to cover my job now and then.  I know that I start getting more than a little bit stir crazy sometimes when I have been here for several weeks on end and it isn’t something that I like to admit to anyone.  I’m the cool, calm and collected one that keeps things organized, however, staring at ledgers all day or dealing with the employees will sometimes make me more than just a little bit cranky.   Now, just add that little frog from Silvermoon and I start heading off the deep end rather quickly.

I know that I am really happy that I have taken a few days to go out and explore things a bit more and I have even found that I actually like doing this archeology thing too.  It really gets me out to stretch my long legs as well as keeping me on my toes when I know that I am going into Horde territory sometimes too.  I’ve found quite a few interesting things that I know that I can sell through the company to make myself some extra money – after all, Winter Veil is coming soon even if we can’t seem to realize that the time is going on.

I’ve also had some time to go over to Darnassus and visit with some of my friends there as well as going back to the Exodar to see my family now and then too.  It wasn’t healthy for me to just shut everything else off except for work.  It was making Maggie a very dull Draeni.   I know that Lagn always seems extremely happy when I go visit him although we do have to be careful of things because I know that if some of the other employees found out that I was actually sleeping with him, they might start screaming that I was giving him special treatment for that as well as being of my own race.   Well, it’s really none of their business.

I suppose that I ought to just admit that I needed to get away from Stormwind when what I am trying to get away from is living under the same roof with me.  Oh, Vashlan is a nice enough young fellow and I will have to admit that he is a sexy devil even when he’s not trying – must be that mixed blood of that is calling out to me too.  Oh, I’m not in love with him or anything like that, however, I am very much in “lust” with him.  I know that he is not intending to do the things that he does to me or I hope that he isn’t even aware of it.  Yes, he is still very much the little womanizer, however, I think that he has learned how to be a bit more discrete and since his Mother gave him a good talking too and his biological Father backed her up, he’s not been bringing all of his women here to the apartment like he was there for a while when his parents were too busy to pay attention to what was going on.   I had to smile when he came to me and apologized to me for not showing me the proper respect, after all, we do share that apartment area above the warehouse.

I know that I am feeling much better about things and I can deal with the nonsense that needs to be dealt with a much better attitude than what I had going there for a while.  I was one miserable person because I just couldn’t tear myself away from the business and it’s not even my own business, I just work here.

I have been enjoying the holiday a little bit too, all of these costumes and all of the revelry.  Oh, there seem to be parties almost every single night right now and I do attend the ones that I can, however, I know that I am running out of time and running out of costumes.  I know the silly game of trying to guess who someone is in their costumes is kind of hard for me to play because I always get guessed because there is nothing that I can do to cover up my hooves enough to where they won’t be seen.  Long dresses work for a while, however, the minute that I move, that clomp gives me away.  Ah well, maybe I’ll figure something out – I always do.   I really like some of the new pirate costumes that I have seen some of the people wearing though, I might try to figure out something with that, put on a cape to cover up my tail and those boots just might be enough to cover my hooves better.   I’ll give it a bit more thought because I’ve been invited to a rather large gala at the end of the week.

Magdamia

 

 

 

 

Thoughts and Plans For The Future…


October 12th

Dear Journal,

I know that I am getting back into some old habits of mine that will drive my Sindorei insane, however, I can usually curb that part of my nature when he is about.  There are times that I just can’t sleep at night, the way the moonlight seems to call my name is almost impossible to ignore and I just get up and roam throughout Stormwind and beyond.   Of course, the guards may look at me a bit strange, however, they know that it is not all that unusual for a Night Elf to answer to the call of their nature and be out and about in the wee small hours of the morning.

Just the scents and smells of the dampness in this city by the shore really does make me long for my homeland even more.  It also makes me long for my two youngest boys and to hear that lilting laughter as well as the musical tones of my Mother speaking to me in our native tongue.  Common is a language that I use because I have too, however, it does not have the musical sounds of my own tongue – I oftentimes will laugh at my Sindorei because his language makes me homesick even if the words are different.   I guess that our languages are similar due to the fact that we are elves, he is a Blood Elf and I am Kaldorei, however, the thing that we have in common that isn’t apparent in the other races is our own version of grave and beauty, not to mention, a long life and history with education of our ancestors.   I think that the Tauren may be of a similar ilk with their worship of the Earth Mother and their constant respect for the land and for their Elders.

Anyway, I was wandering through the streets earlier this morning and I couldn’t’ help but notice that there seems to be a certain tension in the air that hasn’t been there for a while.  We have all gotten used to the way that people carry on about Pandaria and their ignorant hared of things that are new and exciting in some ways, however, this tension last night reminded me of the times when I was in Pandaria and you could feel the tension building with the other Sentinels as we readied ourselves for battle.   Call it a sense of foreboding or maybe an early warning of some kind from Elune to make me get my thoughts out of the clouds and back to the reality of this world that we live in.

I had been seriously thinking about talking to my parents again about making the move to the new house in Nagrand, however, with these feelings that I have been having, maybe, just maybe they might be safer where they are now, in their own home.   I know that my Sindorei would like for them to come to Nagrand and stay at that house with the boys, however, I think that I might talk to him again about the feelings that I am having recently in regard to these mysterious omens that seem to crop up sometimes.  It’s always best to listen one’s intuition rather than let my very diplomatic mate talk me into something that I am uneasy about.

I do know that I am getting anxious to get away from Stormwind again too.  I can only stay in the confines of the city for so long and I start to twitch.  I guess it comes from living in the openness of my home as well as any of the places that I have been stationed as a Sentinel in the past.   Stormwind has its own kind of beauty, however, it doesn’t have the grace of buildings like it does with Darnassus. I’m spoiled I guess.  I think that I enjoy the place because that is the place where  Vashlan can study and feel safe as well as where I can do my business the way that I want too without too many questions being asked.    That is the key thing, no questions of what it is that I am doing and with whom I happen to be dealing with.   Employees are easy to come by and as long as they fill their contracts in a timely fashion, they will always have jobs.

I  know that my Sindorei  often feels a bit caged in and trapped with his work in Silvermoon as well.  We just got back from one of our escapes to Nagrand and I know that I should be thinking about leaving again so soon too.  Being there definitely brings back some really great memories for me and I know that it must be the same for him – we’ve had a good life together for the most part.  Oh well, I suppose I need to get my head back into my business and stop drifting off into these other  distractions.

I will have to admit that I was happy to hear from my Mother that Karing has finally started coming into his own.  I will have to admit that I was somewhat concerned about him because he has had to undergo quite a few changes in his life, his biological Father dying , Fnor coming back into his life again and the moves we’ve made.  I know that if I had been a young child, I would have been a bit withdrawn myself – so much confusion and turmoil in a youngsters life is very hard to adjust too.  I know that my parents have been very patient with him and his brother and I was very pleased to hear that Karing is turning into quite the accomplished hunter. I know I laughed when Mom told me that he is insisting that he will be “good enough” to join with the Sentinels as a Scout.  I think that I will have a talk with him about that soon because I don’t want him to have any surprises like his big brother Kal did.

Amyn

 

Be The Man That I Should Be…Stormwind Here I Come


July 8th

Dear Journal,

I don’t know why it is that I am the way that I am or it could be that maybe Elune had a plan for me in the future that I haven’t discovered yet.  I know that I get a lot of the family disapproval due to the fact that I just can’t seem to stay out of trouble.  My Grandmother is the only that seems to understand and she says that it is in my nature to be way that I am.  My Mother blames it on my being raised like a little heathen in Shattrath for a while before the whole family moved to Dalaran and we discovered that my half brother, Vashlan, is a mage.

I don’t know if it is a shock or a shame that that happened to the poor fellow because it definitely does make him decidedly different from biological brother and I.  Well, we won’t even bring up the fact that Vashlan is a half-breed either. From what people have told me is that this particular thing is a throwback to the days of the High Elves, which were driven out by our people.  Now my Mother has three sons that she can be proud of, Kaldor, the magnificent ex-Sentinel Scout, Vashlan, the almost great mage , Karing, the hunter that seems to do things naturally and there is me.  I don’t think that she is very happy with me at the moment and there isn’t much I can do to appease her anger at this point.

I’m exactly a career criminal, however, there are things that I have done that I got caught at, however, there are so many more that I didn’t get caught doing.  I know that my family has had to bail me out of jail a few times in my young life, however, I try not to get caught most of the time.

I think that it is the allure of something just laying there unattended, all shiny , and showing its value all too well that I can’t resist or something.  Most of the time it is fact that someone has told me not to take stuff and I can’t seem to help myself sometimes.  It’s like telling me “no” about something and I just have to go out of my way to do it.   Yes, I am plying my trade as a pickpocket and I must admit that it is the easiest money that I have ever gotten.  People prance around with these fat pouches like they don’t have a care in the world, and I just lighten their burdens for them, it’s actually rather easy.

Mom is planning on taking me to Stormwind for a while and I am looking forward to it quite a bit because it is such a target rich environment.  She wants me to work in the warehouse and learn the trade and learn how to be a merchant of sorts.  Well, I’ll go along with it to some degree to keep her happy and when I have my free time, I’ll do what I want to do and enjoy the most. My Step-Father says it’s the adrenalin rush that I am addicted too – he should know, being a Sindorei and having been addicted to his own kind of magic over the years.

He’s a nice enough sort, however, he will never really replace my Father.  There was a decent man, hunter by trade and one fellow that never really got into being associated with the Sentinels as a Scout.  He met my Mom when she was living in Shattrath alone with Vashlan and Kal while the Sindorei was off doing his thing out in the rest of the world.  Yeah, I know, my Mom was nothing more than his whore even if they did dress it up as her being a mistress of a wealthy man.  It was kind of embarrassing for me. It’s a shame that my real Father was killed in a hunting accident, however, I have learned to accept and respect my Stepfather- he is kind and generous with his money even if he isn’t as generous with his time as a Father.  I know that my Mother loves him dearly and that he is going to be the Father figure of the household forever unless something unforeseen happens.  You may never know about the future because accidents do happen, even to a man as power as he is.

I’ve been living with my Grandparents a lot in Dolonaar while my Mother has gone off and done her thing.  Now that she is running a business in Stormwind, she wants me to come there too.  If the truth were to be known, my Grandparents probably need a break from me because I know that my mischief hasn’t been easy for them to handle.  I know they have sent me to school, sent me to temple and lastly they are going to send me off with my Mother because they act like I am broken or something and need to be fixed to fit in with the rest of them.

I am what I am, I’m a rogue, a thief, a creature of the shadows and there isn’t anything that anyone can do to change that.  It’s like asking Vashlan not to be a mage – it’s in his makeup, just as being a rogue is in my nature, I can’t change, I don’t want to change – I like the rush and the challenges that I make for myself.  Maybe while I am in Stormwind, I can make the proper connections there and become the man that I should be.

Volardan Shadowmoon.

Only Make Promises You Can Keep


June 12th

Dear Journal,

After going through  the hellfire of making Kae angry at me the last time and having her leave was enough for me to reconsider a few things that I have been doing in the past few months.  To be honest, I thought that she was gone for good because I had made promises that I didn’t keep and I know that it hurt her deeply because I could see the sadness in her eyes as well as the anger when she left. I’m just happy that we are back together and I hope that we can put the past behind us without too much trouble.   I do know that there will always be a shadow on our relationship though because once you violate the rules, some of that trust is gone.

I know that my Mom was none too pleased with me as well because I had to go into Stormwind to get the repairs done to my armor after my last escapade.  I didn’t think twice about putting it on the company’s accounts either because it is a practice that I have always done.  I suppose that the smithy’s apprentice went to the office to make sure that it was okay to go over the price limit that was normally the case for people using the account.

The next thing I know, there is my Mother standing next to my table at the Blue Recluse where Vashlan and I had gone to have a few drinks and some dinner before I went back to Pandaria after picking up my repaired armor.  I could tell that she was angry just by the way that she was standing there with hands on her hips and her eyes were definitely steely.  Vash and I asked her to join us for a drink and that’s when she started talking to me in very clipped sentences.  There was no scene, no loud shouting, which I might have been able to endure a bit better, however, the low conversation carried quite an impact.

I guess that Magdamia got the notice from the blacksmith and hot-hoofed to wherever my Mom was in the building and off the went to the blacksmith to see the armor before the repairs were done. So Mom saw the damages, the acid burns as well as  a few deeply scored areas which really upset her quite a bit, however, she approved the repairs and set off to find me, which she did.

I explained to her what was going on and the way that her mouth kept popping open and closed she almost made me start laughing because she looked very much like a fish out of water.   Yes, I was involved in some pretty strange stuff and we had overcome the adversary without loss of life, however, we all sustained damages of some sort or another.  I was intelligent enough not to start laughing because I might have ended up wearing the pewter tankards that were on the table.  One does not laugh at my Mother unless she is intentionally being funny and you know it.   She did let me know that in the future that any wear and tear above and beyond the normal wear and tear should be paid for out of my own funds unless it was company related.

Of course, she was all ears when I told that Kae had left me for a time due to my activities with my friends and that she had come home.  I think Mom almost said “I told you so” a couple of times, however, she refrained from doing that because Vashlan was sitting there being all ears.  I was a little bit put out that Mother insisted that we discuss these things in front of my brother, however, I can also see that Mom was using that as a training tool for Vashlan too since he has been misbehaving a little bit recently.

I know after the discussion was had and my Mom’s opinion got put in the proper place, like right between my ears, I told them that I wasn’t going to spend the night in Stormwind and would be heading back to Halfhill as soon as my armor was finished.

I’ll admit that it felt strange for me not to go to the Pig to see how my friends were doing and to see what was going on, however, I decided that I had better forego that thought for a while because it has caused me enough trouble in the last few months and that it was about to cause me to lose the one thing that I hold very dear and that is Kaelendra.  Yep, I’m going to toe the mark for a while and build up the trust again so that Kae will feel better and so will I.  No, I’m not caving in to Kae’s wants and desires, I’m doing what is right to keep our relationship together.  I’m still my own man and will do what I think is the right thing to do, however, in the future, I won’t make promises that I can’t keep.

 

Kaldor Shadowmoon 

Meanwhile…Back In Stormwind


June 9th

Dear Journal,

While it can be said that I enjoy working for Shadowmoon Enterprises, I’m not so sure that I enjoy having to deal with this little frog person from Morningstar Enterprises when I am in Shattrath.  Her voice, oh by the Light, her voice makes my teeth hurt and the language – it’s so crude sounding when she speaks Common, which she has a limited vocabulary at best.  At least we’re not together all of the time, we just happen to run into one another in Shattrath from time to time. Zippie, what a ridiculous name that is and the surname isn’t too far from wrong with it being Prattfall – she does seem to do that frequently, in my opinion.

I suppose if I could be considered a traitor in some circles by working for an employer that is married to a Sindorei and they are running businesses and selling goods to both factions.  Amyn tells me that is making money for both sides and that I should realize that she would never do anything that would be harmful for the Alliance.  I do know that we don’t send out weapons to the Horde, however, we send out all manner of goods to them.  Of course, now that this Zippie person has access to our warehouse goods in Shattrath, it will mean that I will have to inventory a lot more when I am down there to make sure that we have what  we need to service our customers and that we are being compensated correctly when she takes goods.  I don’t think that combining the two companies outwardly like it has been done is a wise decision either – what if some person happens to talk to the right people in Stormwind, we could all end up in jail.  At least I only have to endure the place once a month down there and collect what monies are owed on contracts if Amyn hasn’t already done so.  She works hard for a boss and I will have to tip my hat to her for that because she seems to balance her marriage, her family and the political situation quite well.   I have seen her husband in Shattrath and I will have to admit that he is quite handsome for a Blood Elf.  I can actually see some resemblance in the boys now that I have laid eyes on their Sire.  Most assuredly, the boys look more decidedly Kaldorei, however, the way they both smile  and that self-assuredness that seems to be a trait of the Sindorei is definitely in evidence.

I will have to admit that I enjoyed the short trip that I made to Pandaria, however, I’m not sure that I like all of the bears there.  Oh, they are friendly and likeable enough, however, I don’t think that I have ever been overly fond of furries.  The countryside is beautiful and dangerous in some areas or so I’m told.  I know that I was up there primarily to give my opinion on opening another warehouse up there and I don’t think that it is such a good idea because who knows which way the Horde will go from one day to the next  – the other company’s people might decide to revolt and take everything over and then, where would our employees be?  Not a good plan in my considered opinion.

I had Vashlan keep an eye on things while I was away and his Mother was visiting with his Father.  Not real sure that was such a good idea.  He hired some people while I was away and I can’t help but feel that he wasn’t using his brain when he hired them – they were all women.   At least I know what drives the young man and I think that I will ask someone else the next time I have to be absent and Amyn isn’t going to be in town.   We’ll have to see how all of this works out, won’t we?

I guess that Kaldor is making arrangements to have all of his stock for his contracts shipped into Stormwind instead of making the trip down like he was.  I wonder what is up with that, I really like that young fellow.  I suppose his late night carousing here in Stormwind with his friends has caused him some complications with his woman, she’s a Sentinel or was a Sentinel and those women don’t put up with much nonsense from their men, which is as it should be.

Oh, I did have a nice surprise when I got back to town.  I had a letter from Lagn and he is staying in Darnassus for the time being.  He also had some flowers delivered that were quite lovely.  The letter was friendly enough and was mostly about his time with the Kaldorei and then he asked me out to dinner.  I suppose it wouldn’t hurt anything if I did go out to dinner with him even if he is an employee.  I’ll have to give that some thought though, might not  be the proper thing to do.

Oh well, I suppose I ought to stop writing and get back to work.  I just dread trying to balance the books for our share in Shattrath and then have to turn around and balance the books for here in Stormwind.  There are times that I feel almost trapped at my desk and the weather has turned quite lovely and I would like to be outside enjoying it – this past winter of being stuck here most of the time has made me almost loathe it.

Magdamia

 

 

 

Adventures of Rivertic…


June 4th

Dear Journal,

Well, just when I was getting things down in Hellfire Peninsula, you know, killing the boars, killing the occasional Orc that happened to have the misfortune of stumbling into my path while I was out and about.  I was just getting into the groove down there and doing the things that were expected of me when I got orders to move out.  I was thinking that I was getting sent to Northrend, that’s not all bad, hadn’t ever been there although I hear that it’s damned cold, that wouldn’t have bothered me at all.

No, I guess I didn’t need to follow the same old path, I got shipped directly to Pandaria.  Now, I can say that it’s a beautiful place, not much in the way of a desert kind of atmosphere that I had grown accustomed too in Hellfire.  The thing that bothers me in Pandaria is the greenery – most of it is taller than I am.   Well, most everything is taller than I am which makes slogging through the countryside a bit more challenging.   At least I got put with a bunch of other Death Knights and we go out on patrols with the other Alliance races – not all bad except I’m always the shortest one and I have to prove over and over again that being my size isn’t a detriment to them.  I can still kill things bigger than me and I can still out battle most of these human warriors and paladins – just wish they’d watch where they cast that Light – it kind of hurts.

I really have to admit that this Pandaria place is definitely different and it offers a real challenge to someone of my stature.  Not to be harping, it does get old when you have to step stool to get into bed at the Inn or they offer you a child’s bed.   Anyway, lots of tall people, big animals, tall plants and some real big Pandaren.  When I am running around the Vale – yes, I found it, I do wish that the tall ones would look out for us short ones.  At least there is a quick easy way to get to Stormwind from here and, trust me, I use it. Gotta keep in touch with my gnomies.

Right now, I am supposed to be at work in the Jade Forest, however, I asked for some time off so that I could get my gear and myself organized, not to mention, I wanted to explore this place a little bit more too.  It’s huge, it’s freakin’ huge and I’ve never seen anything like it before that I can remember.

I’m thinking seriously about writing a book called River’s Adventures – not sure that anyone would read it anymore than they might read this journal some day.  It’s something to pass the time and it keeps me from getting stepped on – the writing I mean, I can sit in a corner some place and write to my heart’s content.

Oh my, with all of the resources and the ore up here in Pandaria, my mind is all a whirl with the inventions that I can make.  Oh sure, can’t let that part of my creative genius get stale – there’s all kinds of stuff to learn and to do up here and I can talk with more experienced engineers that understand some of my ideas – hope they don’t steal any of them.  I still think the auto-flush toilet is a great idea if I could just figure out how to reverse the updraft and have the stuff go back where it’s supposed to be.  I’m working on it. It’s got to be something to do with the vacuum and synchronicity of the water release – there has to be enough force to downdraft the stuff.  I’ll get it figured out, no worry about that, I’ll just keep plugging away with it as soon as I can figure it out – there will be self-flushing toilets in all of the outhouses in Stormwind, already have one installed that I am using as my pilot testing area.  Fellow seemed to be real pleased with it until it lost the downdraft and he came out kind of messy and, let’s just say, fragrant.  Oh, just imagine, having a self-flushing toilet in a house with running water – that would be awesome and just think how quick it would catch on – people hate trudging to the convenience behind the house in the middle of winter.

Oh well, I do need to get some things taken care of and I found a real nice guy that seems to be real interested in my converter package for carryalls.  Kind of smashes things down so your bags aren’t so big.  He wants one to carry all of the gems he has for sale – wonder what he is doing with all of those gems anyway, he says he’s a jewel crafter of sorts.  I bet!!

 

River

 

This Ain’t So Bad…


May 26th

Dear Journal,
Oh, I used to keep one of these things a long time ago and thought I would start another one just for the heck of it.  You know,  a place to keep your thoughts and sometimes it helps with your memories if you happen to have any – I don’t have any real past memories that I can recall.

The one thing I can remember is getting radiated in my home and being “cleansed” if you can call it that before getting evacuated to the service.  I have no idea if my family was with me or not because I just can’t remember.  Some of what I remember about the radiation and stuff is from what other gnomes, that will talk with me, have told me about it.  It must have been horrible and the survivors have taken a vow to go back and take their home back again.  Well, if they do, I’ll go with them although I don’t know that they will appreciate it.  I mean it isn’t every day that you have a gnome Death Knight running around with a bunch of other gnomes.

I guess that I should start out by saying that my name is Jonathan Rivertic – my friends call me River most of the time when they aren’t calling me other things.  So far, I think that my life has sucked – I mean really sucked big time.  Where or whom else would have got poisoned with radiation, lived through that stuff and then, on their way to, I assume, to Iron Forge, they get waylaid or something like that and get turned into a Death Knight.  That really sucks!  Really has put a crimp in whatever plans I might have had, however, I do remember how to mine and I do remember how to be an engineer – so, I think I can still make a living at it if people don’t mind working with a dead gnome.  If they do, to heck with them, I’ll put my wares in the auction house and let the money start rolling in.

At least I have a few other gnomes that let me hang around with them.  It is a bit awkward at times, I’ll admit, however, they try to treat me like the rest of them.  Of course, it sure has curtailed anything in the way of romantic interests so far, although, I’m sure that might change in the future.  I wonder if I ever got past a kiss when I was alive – I don’t remember.  Oh the horror!!  Get radiated, get turned into a Death Knight and might have died a virgin to top it all off – I don’t think there is a way to tell on dudes.

Well I guess life was a rollicking good time of killing people and everything that came into my path before the Chapel debacle and the Lich King set us free.  Big deal, he set us free in the middle of the Plague Lands – not my choice for a vacation spot, I’ll tell ya.  Some of the tall guys, Night Elves, Humans and a couple of Worgen decided that they were going to head to Stormwind and swear their allegiance to the King – I thought I might as well go along with the whole thing too.  I wasn’t planning on staying where I was left there, I’ll tell you that.  Ugly just wouldn’t describe that area appropriately.  I think that the Lich had a bit of a sense of humor too, the blasted Scourge.  Of course, my mount is my size – yep, here I am galloping along for all I’m worth and getting left in the dust most of the time too – my mount is about the size of one of those toy ponies that they have at the Faire.  See!! He had a sick sense of humor.

Anyway, the welcoming committee that met us as we came through the gates was anything but welcoming.  Luckily, the tall guys took the real bashing because I was smart enough to get my mount in between two Night Elves Death Knights – they do make great shelters.  We finally made it to the King, covered in who knows what kind of garbage people were throwing and made our pledge to the Alliance. Even after we had taken our vow, people were more than a little standoffish because none of us smelled real good with all of that garbage.  I’m surprised that the King didn’t throw-up or something when he was meeting with our group – man must have a stomach like cast iron.

We all tried to stay together as much as possible, however, some of the fellows wanted to go back to their homelands to see if they could find their families if they remembered they had any.  That left me pretty much on my own in Stormwind. Luckily I wear plate armor because these people do not look out for the vertically challenged at all – I think I got stepped on more times than I can count just trying to make my way to the Inn in the Trade area.  That was the only Inn that I was told that would taken in my kind – meaning gnomes or Death Knights.  I think they meant Death Knights.

Finally got to the Inn, had a few gold in my belt that I could pay for a room and a bath.  The Innkeeper just looked at me and I know that she was doing everything that she could not to burst out laughing because it isn’t everyday that you see a gnome Death Knight.  Anyway, she said that she could make up a bed for me, a crib, that no one was using for their toddlers.  I just rolled my eyes and forked over my money and told her that was okay.  I’ll admit that it isn’t all that uncomfortable, I just have to remember to leave the sidebar down and have a step stool handy to jump on the mattress without hurting myself.

Naturally, I got sent to Outland – I think that’s where they send all of the Death Knights to weed out the weak ones without feeling guilty about it. I also learned how to cook some, to fish, do my own first aid since we don’t get the freebies anymore and I think that life is pretty good considering.   I think that I am just going to do what I’m ordered for right now, although it does look like the mining is going to be the way to go and it seems someone is always wanting a gadget fixed or made for them.  Yep, I think I made the right choice in coming to Stormwind.

Of course, I still have my gnomies to hang out with and we do have some fun.  At least I’ve learned how to laugh without sounding like I am standing in an echo chamber.  Life or, in my case, Unlife is good for River.  If I kind of keep my eyes half-closed, most people don’t even notice I’m Death Knight unless I say something more than just stupid.

Well, it’s my day off and I still have some laundry to do.  Yep, bought some clothes so I don’t have to walk around in my armor all of the time.  Found a place called the Blue Recluse that seems okay with taking my coin if I care to have a drink or two.  Yep, might head over there later – being short has an advantage too, people, women especially like to lean down to talk to me – yep, get the full on frontal view of things.  Might wing my way to Iron Forge too, who knows what kind of mischief I might get into up there?

Jonathan “River” Rivertic