[Story] Imralion’s Journal

Someone asked for me at the office, I thought at first it was one of the people I’d talked to on the Row, finally bringing me something useful. If they really want help, why won’t they tell me anything? But as soon as I saw her, I knew that wasn’t why she had come. Actually, I think I really knew before she said anything, because she looked so much like Lin that it was eerie. She asked if we could talk and I said okay, we went around outside so it was a little more private. It’s not really, but it’s definitely better than the middle of the office. She said her name was Liara and she was our mother, a human mage had come to find her in the middle of Uldum. What was she doing there? I guess she works with archaeology excavations or something.

I had a lot of questions. I wanted to know how come she never came to look for us herself, why did Aeramin have to hire somebody to do it? How could she take money and just forget about us? If our father was such a jerk, why was she with him in the first place? I was angry, I couldn’t help it. She cried and then I felt bad about it, but still angry. She said she didn’t have any excuse for it, just that she thought we’d be better not knowing. She said she knew that the Matron would take good care of us, and I guess that part is true. I mean, we’re both doing okay for ourselves. Would it have been better with her? I can’t say for sure. Maybe she’s right about that, but it doesn’t make it hurt any less that she could just walk away like that. She said she wants to know us now if we’re willing. She also asked a lot about Lin, she already knew about the rangers but I gave her the actual address. Not that there’s a lot of other ranger units out there, but still. I don’t know how Lin is going to feel about it, I still don’t know how I feel about it. Aeramin’s father was a different case, because he did a lot of awful things to him. Our mother didn’t, she just gave us to someone else and then walked away. But I don’t think she really wanted to. It’s a lot to take in all at once. I told her I had to think about it, in reality I want to talk to Aeramin about it. Maybe we can invite her over, I don’t know, but then I’ll have to explain the situation with him and Lyorri.

And Kavia. Although I don’t know if there’s anything there to explain. We talked a little bit at the wedding, but Aeramin was sitting right there most of the time. Like a parent or something. He did tell me to dance with her, which we did. I’m really not very good at dancing, the Matron tried to get us to learn, but it was just her and a bunch of kids who really weren’t interested in holding hands with a girl. Maybe I ought to get actual lessons. She said it was okay, but then she had to go off to talk to her friends, she was probably telling them about how bad a dancer I am. Or Lin was telling her stories about when I was little, or something. Aeramin thinks it’s no big deal, but he doesn’t have any sisters so he doesn’t know how bad it is when girls get together and talk. He was grumbling because he didn’t like having his hair in a braid, but I thought it was cute. He said that Hethurin made him do that so his hair wouldn’t look better than his. I don’t know if that’s actually true or not, it’s pretty funny if it is. His robes were white and gold, they were really fancy and they must have cost a ton. I can’t imagine how much Hethurin must have spent on this thing, it’s bigger than any I’ve seen — even in Silvermoon. Still it seems like he had a good time, aside from the passing out. Aeramin said he was wearing too many robes, which is probably true, also that he didn’t eat enough.

[Story] Fairsong Academy – Terellion’s Journal

Everything went great! The garden looked so fancy. I can’t believe he really hired twenty guys to hold their swords up in a tunnel, but he actually did. He also arrived in a carriage with six white hawkstriders. I bet they probably pooped all over, but thankfully Tik cleaned it up before anyone noticed. The only bad thing was that Hethurin did faint at one point, probably because he didn’t enough food last night like he was supposed to. I mentioned it to Lani, even though I really didn’t have to because I know she’s a healer and she knows about stuff like that. Still I wanted to make sure she did, just in case, but I know Hethurin can be stubborn and he probably didn’t want to. Or he just ate cake or something. I bet he hasn’t even had any real food since yesterday. He and Malwen stayed at Lani’s house, she looked so adorable in her dress with her hair done up. She put the flower petals everywhere, she took her job very seriously. Narise was cute too but she didn’t have a job, thankfully she didn’t cry though. I mean, it would have been okay if she did, because sometimes babies cry, but I know Hethurin was kind of worried about that.

I don’t really think she knew what was going on, aside from all of the people being there. Last night we didn’t really do anything unusual, I fed her and gave her a bath and then we walked around outside in the garden to check on Tik and see if there was anything he needed done at the last minute. He didn’t, so we went back inside and I read her some books out of the library. The students were all really excited too. I was, although I mean it already happened so this was just for show. I was still a little nervous of course, but not too much. I think Hethurin was way more nervous than anyone, he was so afraid something would go wrong. I was really worried when he fainted, luckily Aeramin and I were able to catch him so he didn’t get hurt. Malwen was really scared, too. I got him to eat some spinach rolls and cheese, and I think that helped. I wanted him to drink some water but he said he didn’t want to have to go to the restroom all night. I’d rather that than have him fainting!

We’re just going for a short trip. It’ll be difficult being away from the girls, but I know they’re going to have a lot of fun with Mother. They’ve settled into their new house and my sisters are excited about having a little friend to play with. They’re already planning out new hair styles they can try out on her. I bet she’ll love it. They also still have some dolls, so they can talk about those too. Or whatever it is that girls talk about. Malwen was really interested in the hawkstriders. I hope Lilithel doesn’t let her ride any! I think they’re just a little bit too dangerous still. We had the idea of getting her a toy one that she can ride for now, then maybe in a few years we can find a really old and slow one, who won’t throw her off. Still, they’re so high off the ground, it makes me nervous just to think about it. I know Malwen wouldn’t be afraid, but I would!

[Art] Exotic Arcanist Idol

Yay he’s done! Unfortunately I don’t have a nifty space background for him, so I just used my pink blanket. I think he turned out well though I’d like to try him about double this size. I need to find larger buttons! (I also don’t like how fleece shows all my stitches, ewww.)

The Arcanist is copyright Flight Rising. This was made for personal use and not for sale or profit :)


[Story] Homecoming

Waiting was the most difficult part. It gave Liara the chance to imagine everything that could go wrong, in varying scenarios. She didn’t know what had become of their father, nor did she particularly care, though she did worry that he might be receiving similar news and going to meet them as well. If he even would, Liara thought it likely that he would just pretend they didn’t exist, just as he had before. They were only an inconvenience that had to be taken care of discreetly. Even now, his words stirred the anger that had been buried for decades. She’d told herself so many times that it was the right choice, that it was the best thing for the babies in spite of what she wanted, that she had convinced herself it was true. But now she doubted all over again. And she would have to explain it to them. Liara wasn’t sure if she could do that.

The strange human who had brought the news was trained in magic — they had a conversation about Liara’s work and he seemed genuinely interested. She suggested some books that he might look for in the Stormwind library once he returned, that might cover the Professor’s past discoveries that she had assisted. He explained that his own area of interest was in curses, which Liara found a bit morbid, but it was as valuable area of study as any other. He became notably more animated as he told her about the curses of jungle trolls in Stranglethorn, and Scourge-based curses from the Plaguelands. Liara promised to write if she should discover any ancient Uldum spells that looked similar. She believed it was very likely, they simply hadn’t been translated yet. It was a very painstaking process, and mistakes were easy to make if one was careless. Unfortunately, the young mage did not feel confident enough to open a portal to Silvermoon. He was apologetic, but Liara did not want to take the risk of an accident now. They would wait for a mage to arrive, and she would return that way. They were certainly taking their time about it! Liara thought they should perhaps have offered more money. That would have motivated a quicker response, no doubt.

Her mind raced ahead, preparing for what lay ahead. What did they look like now? Would the boy resemble his father? It would be strange, but she wouldn’t care any less for him if it were true. Would the girl look like her? She would most likely find Im first; the strange human said that he worked in Silvermoon with the blood knights. From what she understood, this was a prestigious organization. He must have practiced and studied hard to pass their tests. Lin belonged to a small rangers’ unit in the Ghostlands, patrolling the area to keep it safe for residents now that the Scourge were mostly cleared out. It was difficult to imagine her sweet, soft little girl with a ribbon in her hair as a ranger now. What could she possibly say to make up for leaving? She didn’t know. Maybe it would never be enough, but she at least had to try. She wanted to see them.

The mage did not arrive until after supper, where Liara had pushed things around her plate but eaten very little. Thankfully, the human mage was all too happy to eat it. Liara took her small pack full of clothes and wished the Professor well before she stepped through the waiting portal into Silvermoon.

[Screenshots] Togruta Day!

The togruta patch was delayed due to bugs, but thankfully it was only one day! I love them so I was really excited that they would be playable. I figured we’d have to wait until the big update (in October) so it was an awesome surprise to get them this soon!

I race-changed my existing Smuggler, his old race was kinda blah.


And then I also rolled a new Consular, because my current one was my first character and I picked Sage, which I really have a tough time with for leveling. This one is going to be a Shadow — which is the tanky spec, so she’ll have it a lot easier. The first one I made had almost the same colors as Tihan, so I rerolled her before she got too high ;) There were so many baby Togruta running around Tython, haha.


And while it wasn’t new with this patch, it was my first time using the outfit editor. It’s really easy to make outfits, though you can’t copy the appearance from your bank. Not a big deal though! I’m super happy with Kazta’s look now.


[Story] Preparations

I finally got Kes her ring. It wasn’t easy though! I thought maybe she wouldn’t want it or something. I practically had to drag her into the jewelry shop. We’d gone into the city to buy Hethurin’s wedding gift. I had to bring all of the gold I’ve been saving up, because I wasn’t sure exactly how much the ring was going to cost. I felt anxious carrying that much around with me, I tied the bag to the inside of my vest so I’d feel it if anyone tried to steal it from me. Though I guess they could have cut a hole or something, but thankfully that didn’t happen. We were mostly in the market, where there are patrollers, but you never know. Losing the money would have been really awful and I’ve had to start saving all over again.

We bought robes for Hethurin and Terellion, not mage robes but the kind you wear when you get out of the bath. They were really thick and fluffy, we got one blue and one white. I hope they’re just the right shade of blue, Kes said that Hethurin is being a little picky about that, but she seemed to think it would be okay. We got them to sew the letters on, HF and TF, and that took a while for them to finish. They did it right there! The girls who work there obviously get a lot of practice at sewing on letters, but it was still pretty amazing. I was worried that the jewelry shop would be closed by the time we were finished, I don’t know if they close early or something.

Lyorri also needed a dress, so we had to go to one of the baby shops. There are a lot of those but Kes found one that she liked. We both agreed it shouldn’t have too many ruffles because it would scratch her too much and also because Lyorri would just chew on them. The one we found was cute, but not too complicated. Baby clothes are so expensive! You’d think they would cost less because of how small they are, they don’t use very much cloth. We also bought her a hat, to keep the sun off her eyes while she’s outside. I had the idea of just getting one hat and then changing the ribbon to match different outfits, I mean it’s not like she needs more than one hat anyway right? Then they had little toys for babies to chew on when they are getting teeth, which Lyorri is, so we looked at those. We got one that had different kinds of beads with different colors. She was holding onto it so I guess that means she likes it. I really don’t know what makes a toy look good for chewing on, if you are a baby. So we bought those, and I think Kes probably would have liked to stay there all night looking at cute baby clothes but I wanted to get her into the jewelry store.

I said that we should go and get something to eat, and my plan was to walk past there and then pretend like I just had the idea to go in. But it was like she didn’t want to! She thought I meant to buy a gift for Hethurin there, she didn’t get at first that I meant it was for her. And then she kept looking at earrings, I had to go over to the case with the rings and point some out. I guess it probably wasn’t very romantic but I wanted it to be a surprise, but I also wanted her to pick one that she’d really like. She kept asking if I was sure, of course I’m sure! We’ve been together for a long time and we have Lyorri now and she needs to have a proper family. I’m a little worried about Aeramin changing his mind, he’s been visiting a lot more, but hopefully he’ll see that she’s doing well with us. I don’t know why I waited this long, but I think Lyorri was what made me realize that we should be. Anyway, she found one with a really nice red stone, and they had some bracelets in a similar style that Lyorri can wear when she’s older. I think right now she’d just try to chew on it, and jewelry isn’t as good for babies to chew on. Kes said I needed one too, which was kind of more than I planned for, money-wise, but thankfully I  had enough. We have to get them all made the proper size, so I’ll have to go back and pick them up soon.
I am not sure when we’ll have the party, or how fancy it’ll be. I know her family is fairly large, so they’ll probably all want to come. I just have my parents, and I haven’t been in touch with them for so long, but I’m sure they will want to hear about it. And they’ll definitely want to see Lyorri, though they’ll probably have a lot of questions. Now that she has hair it’s a bit more obvious. Either way, we’ll have to wait until Hethurin’s is over, I think everyone will be partied out for a while after that.

[Story] Asking Questions

Captain Dawnstrike didn’t even look up from his papers, so Imralion wasn’t sure if he’d even heard his request.

“Sir,” he asked again, shifting in his armor. “I said I’d like permission to investigate the murders.”

This time, the Captain had heard him. He laid his quill down across the top of the paper he was writing on, and looked at Imralion. “What are you talking about?”

“In Murder Row,” explained Imralion. “I was told–”

“There’s a reason it is called that,” the Captain sneered. “Do you think you can guess why that might be?”

He was already beginning to regret his promise. “Yeah — yes, sir. I know. It’s just it was brought to my attention that we never send any patrols to–”

The Captain looked at Imralion sharply. “I’m not sending my knights down there. Listen, you can do whatever you like off-duty. I don’t need to hear about it. But it’s a stupid idea and you’re going to get yourself robbed, or killed, or worse.” He took his scabbard from where it had rested, leaning against the wall, and ensured that it was tied on. “If you’ll excuse me.” He brushed past Imralion and headed out into the street.

Reluctantly, Imralion checked that his own weapon was still handy. Aeramin told him not to wear his usual armor, that it would mark him too much and he would stand out too easily. So he’d borrowed some old recruits’ pieces from the armory, looking for the most dented and rusty pieces. They didn’t fit him quite right, either, so it wasn’t exactly comfortable, but it would do for a short while. Even so, he felt the curious stares as he approached the darkened street, and one an arcane patroller paused to scan over him.

He hadn’t really any idea where to start, he thought to just look for someone who might be willing to talk, and begin asking questions. The Captain was right, murders weren’t unusual, but there had been many more of late, and whoever was responsible was targeting the workers specifically. It upset Julan, the dancer — new ranger, Imralion reminded himself — and by extension, Aeramin. There was some history there, it seemed, as there often was. Imralion supposed it was natural, given that he’d once lived and worked here, but why did Aeramin seem to know every guy in the city?

Imralion wrinkled his nose as he walked along the street. He could smell urine and garbage, and who knows what else. The surrounding buildings towered over, throwing the street into dim shadows, even now in the bright evening sunshine. He thought he saw movement in the darker shadows, whether they were elves or something else he couldn’t be certain. But he most certainly felt that he was being watched.

It didn’t take long for an enterprising resident to approach, however. The boy looked fairly young, but it was difficult to be sure. He wore a pair of green shorts, and nothing else, not even shoes. Imralion had expected that he would be propositioned, but he hadn’t expected that they would be quite so persistent. Nor did the guy even seem to have any idea what Imralion was asking about. Sure there are murders, he said, every day. Was Julan making the whole thing up? Was it all some twisted prank of Aeramin’s to trick him into coming down here? The guy suggested that he talk to a nearby girl, who lingered around a nearby pillar. They finally described a man with dark hair, who wore robes — but they didn’t know what color — who sometimes frequented the area. Just great, Imralion thought, frustrated. The most vague and useless description imaginable. Had he hired the victims? They didn’t know, but it was likely given that their bodies were found inside their own homes. Would they recognize him if they saw him again? They didn’t know. Here he was, trying his best to help them, but they couldn’t tell him anything. And then the girl had the nerve to charge him gold, “for her time”, she said. Annoyed, Imralion fished out five gold pieces and gave them to her. He would have given her a lot more if she’d actually said something useful. Perhaps sensing this, she frowned and took only two of them. Imralion gave the other two to the guy.

He wrote his address onto two scraps of paper, and gave one to each of them. He instructed them to write if they saw or heard anything else, or knew someone who might. If they couldn’t do that, they could always come to the office and ask for him. They both looked skeptical, but perhaps they’d be more willing to talk if he wasn’t standing right there and causing a scene. By this point, eyes were beginning to show around corners and in windows. They didn’t trust him, and why should they? No one else had bothered before. Imralion was trying. He wanted to help them, wanted to make a difference. But it all seemed so difficult.

It was best to leave before the sun set completely, Imralion thought. Best not to press what luck he’d had so far. He would have to tell Aeramin what he’d discovered — all of nothing, so far.


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