[Story] Fairsong Academy – Terellion’s Journal

[[ Just a little one tonight, busy doing Halloween stuffs! ]]

Sometimes it just doesn’t feel real, like there’s just been some mix-up and Father is fine and we’ll all laugh about it later. “Hey, remember when they told us you’d been killed? You sure fooled us all!” Most of the time when I’m going about my day, I forget — because it’s not really real yet. I guess it won’t be until they’re able to recover him from the rubble. There were some explosions caused by goblin machinery, and a lot of people were trapped underneath it. That’s what happened to him. He died underground, in the dark and probably unable to breathe or hear anything besides the rumble of stone. He wasn’t even fighting. It doesn’t seem fair at all. Most of the time I’m able to get my work done, but I find my mind drifting off and it takes me longer to get things finished than I should. Mostly I worry about Mother and the girls. I took this job to help them pay the bills while Father was away, but that assumed that he’d be back before too long. While Hethurin pays me pretty well, it’s still not enough for rent on the house and clothes and food and the cost of their school. I want to stay, but I can’t ask him for more money. Maybe there are odd jobs I could do for someone in town, like maybe that ranger. From what I’ve heard, he might have found a house, which means he’ll be taking the death knight with him. That’s a good thing in my opinion, it seems that Des has become oddly attached to it. I sure don’t understand girls.

That’s another thing, Father won’t ever know about me. It seems like I’m lying somehow, like will his ghost come to see me and get upset? And I can’t tell Mother now, not just after this happened. I think she might react worse when she’s already upset. I don’t know what to say to her. No one does. I know Hethurin is doing his best, but I don’t think he knows what to say either.  His sister was very badly hurt, but she’s still alive. She’ll probably be okay, eventually, at least okay enough to have a decent life. And I’m not mad at him for that or anything, in fact I keep wondering if it might have been me if they’d actually let me go. They said I was too young. Things are still a little odd between us too, like he still won’t say if we’re boyfriends or not, even though he did say we are together. But maybe he’s trying to keep it kind of quiet because I am? That could be it. Before I was sure, I always tried to look at girls to see if I could like them, because I knew that’s how it was supposed to be. And like I’ve said, some of them were nice or funny or pretty, and I liked being around them. But it wasn’t the same as it is with Hethurin, not at all. I just can’t believe this handsome, successful, smart mage just happened to hire me to work for him and ended up liking me like that. I wonder if he used that time magic to look or something. He keeps saying his room is our room, but I guess I don’t see it that way yet. The night I found out, I went to my room and didn’t want to see anyone. Well I did, I wanted to see him, but I didn’t know how I was going to be able to tell him. I didn’t tell Tik, I just told him that I didn’t feel well, and I must have looked bad enough because he didn’t question it. When I told Hethurin it just kind of came out. He did make me feel better, I’m glad he was there. That night we just sat close together and watched the fire, we didn’t even talk really. But I don’t think we had to. Partly I didn’t want to because I knew I’d cry, and I didn’t want to. He said it was okay if I did, and I did a little anyway. I don’t know if he noticed or not. We weren’t very close, but we got along well enough. I liked him, and I respected him. While I watched the fire, I thought about things, just little pictures and memories. Hethurin said he would have wanted to meet him. I’m pretty sure he would have liked him.

[Screenshots] Alt Week – Warrior

It’s the last Alt Week post, which makes me kind of sad, these were really fun to do! Kind of fun talking about my characters and their histories.

Like Warlock, I really didn’t enjoy warriors until recently. I’m still not confident enough to tank for strangers with one, but at least I have fun questing and leveling with warriors — and they make superb questers when paired with a healer! In RP I really like them because they are so flexible in terms of what they can wear and what they can be.

Vindicator Vassanta

Vindicator Vassanta

My very oldest warrior! Vassanta was rolled in early BC to level and RP as Vajarra’s twin. Unfortunately I had to level her alone, as Vajarra was already way ahead, and boy was that an exercise in frustration! She died sooooooo many times simply trying to complete quests — quests that my other classes could do with no problems. I very nearly gave up and deleted her in frustration several times. I started having a bit more fun with her once she got Titan’s Grip, but she was still fairly squishy. Since returning from Shadowmoon Valley, she’s become more dedicated and focused, a change I reflected in her spec — she’s now Arms. Although since the class revamp I’ve really enjoyed Protection, and most of the time that’s how I run her. As you can see, she is wearing the pre-Wrath Judgment recolor, which I really love on her. I think it matches her colors really well! She’s tanked old content transmog runs, but no “real” raids or dungeons. That’s a bit too scary for me! In character, Vassanta lives in Terokkar with Jaeyn, the night elf. She has two other incarnations (hunter and monk), making her the most duplicated of my characters 😉

Faindor Wintermoon

Faindor Wintermoon

Going by age, Faindor is my next oldest warrior. He’s stranded on my old server, and somehow managed to get to 60 or so, I really have no idea how. I think male night elves look really awesome in plate though, and that’s probably why I re-made him as a RaF…

Faindor Wintermoon

Faindor Wintermoon

This Faindor is 85! He was a RaF with his son, Halthin. They are sort of outcasts, living on the edge of Kaldorei society, but he does his best to look after his son on his own. In-character they are living around Astranaar, OOC they are ready to start leveling in Pandaria (once I get the stomach for it).

Terellion Brightwing

Terellion Brightwing

I think poor Terellion has gone through more race changes than anyone else I have. This time I think it’ll stick though, as he actually has a story going on! The son of a Silvermoon guard, Terellion came to Fairsong Academy to earn money while his father was away at the Siege of Orgrimmar. He’s level 75 now, and I plan to level him once the shaman and paladin are finished — belfs make super cute warriors!

My other warriors were all RaFs, and don’t really have stories. They may someday, I’d really like to move the Tauren (along with her sister), but I’d need more space for that.

Meadowrue

Meadowrue

Half of the girl Tauren “meadow” team. Meadowrue!

Skimble

Skimble

I needed a gnome warrior in my life. Half of the “shorty” RaF team.

Valeraine

Valeraine

Valeraine is actually 40 though she doesn’t look it — she was a soaker. She’s named for my human Warden in Dragon Age, so I’m not sure why I didn’t make her a human. Oh well! I guess because I’d really like a Sentinel character one day but again, no room!

Luo Shi

Luo Shi

Luo Shi is my lowest warrior (only 20) because I’m trying to learn to tank with him in LFD. He’s wearing a dress right now because Terellion has his heirlooms 🙂 Tanking for strangers is still something that makes me anxious and I don’t think I’m very good at it, so I kind of have to be in the right state of mind to try leveling him. As a character, I wanted an older (hopefully wiser) pandaren. He’s a mainland pandaren, a veteran who has seen many battles against the mogu and the mantid. These days he spends much of his time at the Temple of Niuzao, the Black Ox.

[Story] Sath’alor’s Journal

It’s really starting to get cold now. I’m sure glad I can wear boots! It makes me wonder how that strange barefoot girl is doing, whether she’s gone back to be with the bears or not. That place was peaceful, which I liked, but it was also a prison. I like it much better here, where I can be alone with my cats, and no one’s keeping me there. Well, almost no one.

Isandri and Mother both fuss. Mother wasn’t happy at all that we are staying here at the school, but she relented a little when I told her that I had my own room — and a chef. They’ve already taken over both of our old rooms with supplies and stock, so if I stayed with them I’d have to cram myself into a tiny little bed and hope the piles of skins don’t fall onto me. I suspect the fact that there are some girls here may also have influenced her approval. They’re all far too young, but I’m sure Isandri didn’t tell her that.

I found Des down at the water, I guess she must have been lost in thought because the tide had started to come in, and soaked the bottom of her robes and she hadn’t even noticed. We talked a bit, she wanted to know about my sister and whether we fought a lot. I guess we did, I don’t really have any other siblings to compare with so I can’t say for sure. She thought the other students were like her siblings, and I guess that’s probably true if you live together like this. She was worried that one of the girls doesn’t like her, because of a boy. I told her that I didn’t fight over boys with Isandri.

That’s not totally true though, because her husband doesn’t like me — still. Des said that I should go and visit the baby anyway but it’ll be really awkward if Thero is there making disapproving looks the whole time. Maybe she can bring it here to visit, or maybe she’ll finally leave him after all, but I really don’t think that’s going to happen, especially now. He’s still in Kalimdor, at least his unit wasn’t sent into the city itself, although I guess things could have changed since I was there. I don’t want to worry Isandri though, so I didn’t tell her that. Aeramin showed up too, just the person I wanted to see. He thinks that I hate him. I don’t really, it’s not his fault what happened, Kes could have chosen differently. But now he’s done studying with her, I guess, and she’s still in Shattrath so I’m not sure what to do. I said I’d come back after his studies were finished, but that assumed she’d still be single then. She’s not. Aeramin had a cupcake, but it wasn’t from the kitchen, it was bought and in a little box. Hethurin must have bought it, because no one else would know it was his birthday. Kes didn’t buy me anything on my birthday.

Isandri and I went to look at the house she’d found. I told her it better not have any ghosts in it, I really don’t want to have ghosts in my house. I don’t know how Hethurin can stand them. Des says she doesn’t mind, they’re someone to talk to. I’d rather have my cats, they’re alive and they aren’t creepy. From the way she described it, I thought it would be in better condition. If I do end up buying it, there’s a lot of work that needs to be done. At least I have a worker in mind, but I don’t know how much he would ask to do all that work. I guess I need to talk to him about that. It looks like there was an outbuilding, but it’s almost completely fallen down, so that would need to be almost completely rebuilt. I don’t know the first thing about building houses. There’s a little pond in the back though, I bet once it’s cleaned out it’ll be a nice place to sit. And there are two stories! I’ve never lived in a house with an upper story before, I think I’d like a room up there so I can look out into the forest. Isandri said she’ll contact the owner – if he’s even still alive. It might belong to the town or something. I know it’s probably not good to buy the first house you look at, but it will do nicely, and it has a feel of home about it. I don’t think I can do any better than that.

[Story] Fairsong Academy – A Trip to Silvermoon

Terellion looked over his list as the approached the bazaar. If the others were coming home soon, he’d definitely need a few more supplies. He decided that a few more blankets couldn’t hurt either, especially if all of the rooms were as drafty as his own was. Hethurin had felt really bad about that, but it hadn’t been his fault at all. Old houses were drafty, especially ones with ghosts in them. He bought two of the thin woolen ones — they weren’t much, but they would help — and also a soft little one, fluffy and yellow, in case the priestess’s baby decided to come early. She insisted that it wouldn’t yet, but it was always better to be prepared.

He paused at one of the robe shops to look in the window display. Terellion still didn’t know very much about robes, but these ones looked fancy, he liked the embroidery they had along the chest and sleeves. They might be good for a party — or if Hethurin’s father came to visit. He wasn’t sure what the priest knew, exactly, Hethurin had been rather vague about that. He’d met someone, but that could mean anything really. Still, he wanted to make a good impression, it wouldn’t do to show up with dusty armor or smudges of dirt from the garden. He still felt a little odd wearing a robe, but he had to admit they were comfortable, especially now that the days were getting colder.

Earlier that morning, he and Tik had moved all of the tables inside the dining room. The evenings were simply becoming too chill, and the sun setting too early, to eat supper outside anymore. Once the garden dried out in the spring, the tables could sit outside again. Terellion wondered whether the tiger would come inside the dining room, or wait outside. The death knight probably still would. He was wary of him already, and now he’d seen him coming closer to the house, and even talking to Des and the ranger. It made him nervous, like he was planning something. Des insisted that wasn’t the case, but Orledin was a death knight. Killing was what he had been created to do. The ranger with the tiger had asked to take him to his house once the work here was finished, and that was a welcome relief.

Terellion didn’t try on any of the robes, it would have been better with Hethurin there to give his advice anyway. He did stop at the bookseller’s, and found a small leather-bound book of poems. They were a little old-fashioned, but he didn’t think Hethurin would mind. He bought sugar and flour at the dry goods store, and vegetables and chicken at the market. Last night, Hethurin had said he liked the green candy best, and he was able to find a whole sack full of them for sale. He got a bag of mixed candies for the others, as well.

He still had a bit of time before he had to get back, so he stopped by his old house as well. Mother would probably not be home; she often took the girls to the park during the mornings. He’d thought about bringing Hethurin to visit, and simply telling them that way. Surely they’d be impressed by his success and intelligence, and his fancy mage’s robes. But Hethurin thought it might be better if he told them alone first. Terellion still wasn’t sure if that was the case. It worried him either way. He stopped at the steps to collect the mail in the postbox, and let himself inside. As he’d guessed, no one was at home now, but he could leave a note saying that he’d been by. He left the small bag of mixed candy for the girls, and looked for a piece of paper to write on. The corner of one of the letters caught his eye, a seal in red and gold. It looked official.

Frowning, Terellion took the letter out of the pile of mail. It was addressed to the Brightwing family, and he was still part of that, even if he didn’t really live here. He broke the seal and began to read the letter inside. It is with my deepest regrets that I must inform you that Galandil Brightwing was lost in defense of his country and people, at the Siege of Orgrimmar in Kalimdor.

 

[Story] The Siege – Morthorn’s Journal

Another visitor to the tent last night, and of course she had to arrive when Lani decided to take her walk. I don’t mind that of course, she has a lot on her mind and she’s scarcely had time for a break during all of this. The evening had been quiet, so I said it wouldn’t be any problem to keep an eye on things while she went. The girl who hopped in on one foot was so young! Why are they allowing children to come here and fight? Fortunately, she’d already been bandaged up so at least I didn’t have to deal with a fresh injury. Though I’m not sure a crusty old one is really any better. As I removed the old bandages, she informed me that she had kicked a sawblade. Really? She said she didn’t have time to get out of the way, but honestly, who thinks that would be a good idea? It was another of those deadly goblin-machines, this one far underneath the city. I suppose that’s how they’ve been able to tunnel so far under the ground, underneath Orgimmar must be solid rock.

I know I’m not the best healer, but it seemed fairly straightforward. I couldn’t feel any broken bones, and she was able to stand on it — with some pain, but she was still able to. There’s a deep cut on one side, and the fact that it was made by one of those rusty goblin machines troubles me. I washed the wound and put on the disinfectant salve, but she’ll need to keep a close watch that it doesn’t become infected. She refused to let her foot soak in the ice to numb it, so I stitched it without. She did have a fair amount of wine first, at least. “Ty” showed up around then, with ice and sandwiches — real food at least, so I couldn’t complain too much. I’m surprised that he wasn’t out on the walk with Lani, though maybe she’d sent him back to make sure I wasn’t messing everything up. The girl with the injury called me inept, which I can’t really argue. I’m not a combat healer, I didn’t want to be here at all, but they made me anyway. My stitches weren’t perfect but they should at least hold. She seemed in a great rush to leave, but I insisted that she return home where her healing could be monitored. Apparently she lives in Pandaria; I doubted that many of the mages would know how to make portals there, but she could ask in a few days. Do they even have healers there?

When Lani returned I learned that she was in fact her sister! She hadn’t mentioned that before. Finally the girl relented and agreed to sleep in the tent, though I have a strong suspicion that she’ll sneak out and run away during the night. I suppose we’ll find out in the morning. Lani wants me to talk to her, and I promised to do what I can, but in all honesty I’m not sure how much Ara (that’s her name) will want to tell me. She seems very guarded, quick to attack before someone else can hurt her. It takes a great deal of time to earn the trust of someone like that.

Ara didn’t know how close they were to the orc. I hope it’s over soon, for better or for worse, so I can sleep in my own bed again. And eat real food. And not have that annoying ranger around all the time and pointing out how much better Lani is at everything. Oh, but he wants to work at Hethurin’s school, so maybe I haven’t seen the last of him after all. That reminds me, I need to write back to Hethurin.

 

[Story] Fairsong Academy – Terellion’s Journal

Hethurin seemed like he’d been avoiding me the past couple of days, I know part of it was that he was preoccupied with visiting his sister, but then he didn’t have any cake the other night and that got me worried. That was the banana cake too, which he’d requested, and it was really good by the way. I put a kind of brown sugar frosting on it that went really well. But when I took it up to him he didn’t touch it, and the next morning he didn’t want any either. Last night I finally was able to catch him alone in his study — Aeramin was outside talking with Des. He keeps asking me if I mind that he’s here, I don’t really, but it’s still kind of awkward, you know? I mean, it’s not like I believe anything will happen but I keep thinking about how he tried to make me eat that food that I didn’t want at the restaurant. And they were talking about Hethurin, which I didn’t really like. I mean, I know everyone talks here, but they could at least be a little more subtle about it, or at least wait until I can’t hear them. So I went and got Hethurin a piece of the chocolate marble cake that I made, and I took it into his study. I set it down and he said he didn’t want any, and I was about to say I’d leave it and see if he wanted it later, but he asked if I was mad at him.

I thought he was mad at me or something, maybe because I was confused about the other night. I explained that, and told him I wasn’t mad about anything, just I thought everything was supposed to be the right time before we did anything like that. Trust me, I’ve thought about it a lot and I definitely had hoped he’d ask. So then he said if I came up and we sat in front of the fire, that it could be the right time. I couldn’t concentrate on much the rest of the night! Luckily dinner was already finished, and all I had to do was carry the plates out and refill the glasses. Des and Aeramin were still talking about him, and they talked about magic and teleporting rats. That reminded me I need to go down and make sure all of the rats are out of the cellar. I guess it’s too late now though. I wish they didn’t have to use real rats, they didn’t even do anything wrong. Hethurin says it’s better than getting stuck in a wall, but I bet the rats don’t think it’s better.

I wasn’t sure what he wanted to do but I had a lot of ideas from that book. I asked if he wanted me to go and get it from my room, but he didn’t. I mean it all happened sort of suddenly like one minute we were kissing and then other things were happening. I know he was worried that I would regret it but I don’t at all, how could I? But I don’t know if that means he’s my boyfriend now — he has to be, right? I was trying to ask him about that before but he was really vague about it, like he didn’t want to say for sure. I know I want to stay here with him no matter what happens, but that means I will have to tell my mother and father. I don’t think it would be good to write a letter, it would be better if I brought him there to meet him. But then what would I say? And Father isn’t even back yet. Is it better to tell them separately or together? He wants to take me to visit Pandaria, it’s really far away but he can make a portal there. That’s how he made so much gold, making people portals there. He’s not that much older than me, but he’s already done so much. It’s kind of weird to think about sometimes. I want him to be able to do the time trick so we can stay together all night and talk, and then come back to the real time and sleep. He said he’d have to learn how to bring other people with. I think that would be really good, I hardly ever have time to talk to him. I think that was the best part, just being able to spend time with him. I mean the rest was good too, obviously. I hid behind the curtains in the morning but Tik knew anyway. I figured he would, probably the entire countryside knows already. Tik asked if I slept well. Maybe I’m just imagining things. He did have a good suggestion for today’s cake, in the inns they have these big buckets of sweets that you can take for free because of the holiday. I’m going to use them to decorate the edges of the cake today. Some of them are supposed to look like kernels of corn, except they don’t really. I like the mint-flavored ones though, I saved a few of those for myself.

I wanted to write him a poem but I’m really not any good at that so I just copied one out of the book. I wrote the name of the author at the bottom though so he wouldn’t think that I was trying to say I wrote it. I got a flower from the garden and I put it with the card. Pretty sure Tik saw me doing that too. Whatever.

 

[Screenshots] The End

Finally got the time to run the last part of LFR today, and we killed Garrosh! (Took a few tries, but we got there.) So of course I had to go and visit everyone, I liked Cho’s cinematic.

Guess which one is me.

Guess which one is me.

"Fighting is bad, unless Xuen says so"

“Fighting is bad, unless Xuen says so”

orny_garrosh_tree

Wrathion was pissed! Well excuse me little dragon! At least he gave me some candy though.

orny_garrosh_wrathion
And something I didn’t know — once you complete the last quest, you can buy the other cloaks from the quartermaster, wow! So I now have a Yu’lon cloak as well! I don’t really go DPS spec that often, but it will certainly make dailies a lot easier! (Plus it looks awesome.)

orny_yulon_cloak