[Story] Fairsong Academy – Terellion’s Journal

Classes are out for the summer, which means Hethurin has more time to spend with the kids. Malwen has still been helping me outside, the garden is in full bloom and it smells wonderful when the afternoon sun warms all of the flowers. She’s taken quite an interest in them; she knows all of their names and can tell you the parts of the plant and some of its uses. She’s really very smart, maybe that’s a side effect of living at a school. I made her own little section in the greenhouse that she can use to plant things, I think next spring we’ll do a vegetable garden too. I think she’d really like that, because then we could use them at dinner time.

Speaking of vegetables, my mother has been onto me about Hethurin eating his again. I’m pretty sure it’s because Hethurin’s father has been staying here, and he’s always telling Hethurin that he needs to eat something other than cake. So I think that’s my mother’s way of gently reminding me to try to talk him into it. Believe me, I’ve tried. And it’s not that I disagree with her, I do wish he’d eat a little better, and it is setting a bad example for the children if he doesn’t. But he does try, although I think sometimes he hides it in his sleeve, he at least pretends to eat them. Malwen is smart though, I think she’ll figure it out if she hasn’t already. Maybe he’d eat vegetables if she was the one who grew them? That might work. I already do my best to sneak them in where he won’t notice, like mixing them into other things or using vegetables where you wouldn’t expect them to be. Luckily the kids eat them all right so far. I’ve been helping Tik make soft food for Galandil and Tik’s baby, since they are pretty much the same age it’s easier to just make one big batch. Though I expect they’ll like different things and we’ll figure that out eventually. So far he’ll eat pretty much everything, I hope he stays like that because that makes things a lot easier.

Since classes are out, my mother doesn’t have much to do now that we don’t need her help as often. She used to do paperwork at the Spire, but there isn’t a lot of that in the summer either. She’s asked if she can help Lali with the younger class once school starts up again, I think she just wants to be able to hold all the babies, but she’d be good at it. We still haven’t found a proper teacher, but if they’re just little babies she could probably teach them. I mean, all you have to teach babies is the letters and colors and things like that. I’m not sure if Hethurin’s father is staying either. He was staying until he got better, but I don’t think that will be too much longer. We already have the clinic in town, but maybe he could help if students got small injuries or things like that? I don’t know. The builders are already booked up through the whole summer. I don’t dare ask them if we can add any more houses onto their list.

[OOC/Screenshots] DAI: Trespasser

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I finally finished playing through this last night, it took me a while because I haven’t had much time for game stuff at all lately with packing. Also there was an annoying maze part that I had to backtrack and use a guide to get through.

Things I liked:
– It was decently long, I still think the price is maybe a little steep, but it took me a while to finish.
– Some new equipment and abilities.
– Getting to catch up with all of my companions and see how they’re doing. It’s set two years after the end of Inquisition.
– Some interesting new lore, especially for elves. There were sometimes elf-specific conversation options so I appreciated that.
– Follow-up on my Inquisitor’s romance. (Even if it was weird and awkward.)

Things I didn’t like:
– That stupid mirror maze
– The combat portions were really monotonous; they all took place in the same area and were the same enemies for the entire time.
– I couldn’t use my horsie anymore!
– It also locks you out of the rest of the game, so you can’t go back and finish stuff. Makes sense, but some of the things I didn’t do impacted the story in a fairly big way.
– I wasn’t really invested in the story. I don’t like Solas, my Inquisitor didn’t romance him, he was nothing more to her than a weirdo who hung out in his basement a lot. As a player, I don’t like him and don’t really care what happens to him. I also don’t care what happens to the Inquisition, which is supposed to be the “big decision” for this storyline. I know that’s my own feeling though, it’s not really a criticism of the DLC.

I am hoping to finish my human noble’s playthrough as well, he’s around level 12 right now I think. I’m not sure though, I might stall out and get bored again.

[Story] Story a Week 25 – Harrier’s Journal

[[ This started with the word “rabbit” but it’s not actually about rabbits so I’m not sure if I should really count it or not… ]]

Nash has really taken a liking to that rabbit. I have to admit I’m surprised, it just doesn’t seem like the kind of thing he’d really be interested in. But he’s made it a little house to live in, and wrote his ridiculous name over the door. He even went to the library to get a book about how to care for them — and used a fake name to get the library card. That’s a lot of trouble to go to for a pet rabbit. I suggested he could go to the market around closing time, they throw out the bruised vegetables or the greens and he could take some for the rabbit. No one would mind since it’s just trash anyway, it’s not even stealing. I think it’s made him gentler somehow, having someone else to take care of.

But maybe not. He’s getting restless without any jobs to do. I told him I’d ask around, but I’m a little out of the loop right now to be honest. The shop is keeping me busy enough with making watches and clocks that I don’t really need to find other work. I still keep up with my business at the harbor, but not much else. Nash says the watches are too complicated, but I think he could learn if he tried to. I knew absolutely nothing about how to make those things when I arrived in Ironforge, but it interested me so I learned it. I think that’s the key. He just needs to find that thing that he’s really interested in. He said he didn’t think it was rabbits though. I told him he could do a show with the rabbit, do tricks and stuff like have it jump out of a hat. I think people would pay to see that, but he’s worried that people would stare too much and he’d be discovered. So then I said he could wear a mask, as part of the act, but I don’t think he cared too much for that idea either. Maybe magic isn’t his area of interest either.

I don’t remember how, but we got onto the subject of what I would do if something happened here like in Dalaran, and elves weren’t allowed in Stormwind anymore. Obviously, that’s probably not ever going to, but I doubt the elves in Dalaran expected it either. Humans have definitely got weird ideas about elves and other races before, it’s not so odd to think that they’d do it again, especially if there was some big bad thing that happened to cause them to blame us. I’d want to go back to Ironforge if I could, dwarves aren’t usually as jumpy, but they are allied with the humans so maybe they wouldn’t let us in either. Nash said we ought to go somewhere neutral, like Shattrath (too weird) or the Darkmoon Faire (even more weird). Of all the places I could live, I think the middle of dark woods with mud and animal poop is probably on the bottom of my list. Nash seemed really excited about it though, he was saying I could sell my clockwork animals there. He’s probably right about that — they also have those tonk things that always need repairs — but where would I get supplies in a musty old tent? I wouldn’t even have a proper work area or lamp, either. But I went along with it. Doesn’t hurt to think about it, right? Nash said it’s important to have a plan. I don’t think it’s much of a plan, but he’s not wrong. I said he should do a show where he’s blindfolded and throws knives. I’ve seen some guys swallow knives, but I don’t think he should do that, I am not sure how safe it would be. Not that throwing knives blindfolded is really safe either, but at least he’s not the one getting stabbed if he misses.

And what if cursed Gilneans were thrown out too? I can’t imagine Rose ever leaving the city otherwise. I think she’d stay until they made her leave, or maybe fight them. Still, I went along with it. I said she could do acrobatics on her horse, something like that. She used to ride a lot, back in Gilneas. I’m not sure if Blackjack would be too interested in doing tricks, but it’s all imaginary anyway.

Nash is right, though. I should have a plan, I mean a real plan, if something were to happen. I have money saved up, but that’s not enough.

 

[Story] The Ghostclaw – Leinath’s Journal

Orledin got me a fox. An actual baby fox, not a statue or something. He said he got it from Dalaran, I don’t know how he was able to get there, and I didn’t know they kept animals there. A lot of animals have been displaced from all the demons, and he said they take care of them there. That must be a lot of animals though. You’d think they would just release them somewhere safe where there aren’t demons, but I’m not complaining. I’m really happy to have my own fox. I don’t have any idea how to take care of him though, I’ve never had a pet before and I’ve only seen foxes in glimpses now and then in the forest. Orledin gave me a paper from the place, it lists some things I should feed him and which things I shouldn’t (like candy). So I guess no cookies for him.

I don’t actually know if it’s a him or not. I’m not really sure how to tell. I asked Orledin what I should name him, and he said he wasn’t good at naming things, Pancat is called that because he’s grey, like a pan. I think Lucky is a good name. Because he’s lucky he won’t be eaten by demons, or hunted, and because he should be good luck for me, too. Orledin also got him a bunch of stuff, two bowls – one for food and one for water, some toys, and a little bed. I set up the bed in the corner where my bunk is, but so far Lucky likes my bed better. I don’t mind, he’s really cute. When he sleeps he curls up into a tiny ball with his little tail over his nose. He really likes roast spider, and also bread. I know bread isn’t a good thing to feed to foxes, but I like to let him try everything. Mostly I think he’ll eat stew or roast bird, I know they have that a lot at the school and Lin goes there all the time. So I’ll ask her if she can bring me some back for Lucky.

I don’t know how to train him either. I think it would be great if he could go on patrol with me when he’s bigger. Orledin suggested I ask the Captain or Nessna about that, because they know a lot about animals. And a fox is closer to a cat than a lizard or bird. For now though I’m just going to try to teach him some basic things, like to come when I call his name or to find things. He really likes bringing a toy back if you throw it for him. Everyone in the quarters wanted to watch him when I was doing that. I hope they don’t mind him being there too much. He’s not as loud as that dumb bird, anyway.

He’s definitely the best present I’ve ever gotten. It’s not my birthday or anything, either, so I feel a little weird that he’s spending all that money on me. It must have cost a lot to get him here all the way from Dalaran, and he also bought all those things for him. Orledin said he doesn’t have much to spend it on, which is true, I don’t either but I’m still trying to save as much as I can. Was he just trying to be nice? I think so, I don’t really know what to say to that. I’m grateful but what if he expects something else? It might be okay, I know there are other rangers who are together but they have their own places. It might be less okay if it’s there in front of everyone. And I’m still not sure about how things work since he’s… you know, not alive. It’s not something I can just casually ask, though maybe Julan would know. It’s always weird when I talk to him though.

[OOC] Summer Break

Kids were picked up last night, so summer break has officially begun! I have about a week to clean out the rooms before the movers come to take inventory, then we’re making the actual move the first week of July. It’s a lot of work for one person alone, I won’t have any time to do art until after we’re settled but I am trying to find time to write still. I can’t wait to be back up north where it’s cooler with fewer bugs!

It’s a relief to not feel obligated to have to log into WoW, I am still doing the stuff I want to when I have time, but the difference is that I don’t “have to” in order to keep up now. I got my Chromie rep to max last night, I haven’t managed to finish all 8 portals in time yet though.

[OOC/Screenshots] Class Mounts – Done!

I decided to give the Warrior quest another try, this time I upgraded some of his gear with Nethershard stuff, I also bought a flask and some buff food. While that helped, it was still definitely the toughest scenario and took quite a few deaths.

This is how my health bar looked after the last challenger…

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I really feel like I earned this one compared to the others! The Prot coloration is a lovely purple. They’re all pretty nice though.

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Then tonight, my friend very generously offered to CRZ my rogue to a quieter server. On Wyrmrest, Silvermoon is always packed and would have made his quest close to impossible. I am sure I wouldn’t have been able to get it done otherwise, so I’m very grateful! This quest is pretty awful for people who don’t like PVP, I wouldn’t have bothered either except it’s one of the few mounts I really liked.

They even served as a distraction in the busy Orgrimmar auction house so I could kill my target! Thanks Jairoes!

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With those done, I now have all 11 base mounts! Still working on the other colorations, they mostly require Concordance so it’s a way off. Some of them I’ll never get (cough cough Beast Mastery) but I’ll work toward the ones I can get. I also got Uldred his voidwalker-colored horse off the rare on the Broken Shores. I kept checking for it to be up over several days, it’s really nice so I’m glad I took the time to get it.

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[Story] Story a Week 24

[[ I actually used my prompt book this time! It was to write a story about a picture. Here’s the one I chose:

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The art is from a Magic: The Gathering card called Progenitus; the artist is Jaime Jones. Check out his work, it’s awesome! ]]

“Looks like she’ll be a bad one,” Elias Keller said, squinting up at the sky. All morning, dark clouds gathered above their little fishing village, biding their time.

Brenda nodded, tightening the tie-downs on the tarp covering her pick-up’s bed. “That’s what they say, but then they always say that, don’t they?”

Elias grunted in assent, starting up his sputtering motorbike. “Might be right about it this time. Keep yourself safe, Miss Brenda.” He steered the old bike down the gravel road, just as fat raindrops began to patter onto the ground. Like nearly everyone in their tiny coastal town, they’d stopped at the market for last-minute supplies. Folks in Leeside were well equipped for the regular squalls that passed throughout the season. The hills to the south took the brunt of it, but usually there’d be rain and heavy wind, sometimes the roads flooded and the residents were ready with sandbags. Brenda was well stocked with sandbags, as well as her generator and supplies of water and canned food. Since moving here twelve years ago following her divorce, she’d had to use them a fair number of times, but this storm looked as though it might actually follow through on its threat. One thing she didn’t have stocked up was animal feed; her chickens and pigs would need to eat, and if a storm blocked the road, who knows how long it would be until she could get to the market again? She made one last check of the ties, the wind already whipping the corners of her tarp, and got into the truck’s cab.

The sky had darkened, even since she’d left the store. She hoped old Elias had made it back home already. Big raindrops splashed the windshield, and out over the water she could see the pillars of heavy rain as they approached. Were there four of them? That was a big storm, indeed. Brenda wanted to check on the barn before it really hit, making certain the doors and shutters were closed, and the animals were secure. If one of them were to get lost in this, it surely wouldn’t return. She switched on her lights and her wipers as the rain intensified; it wasn’t so much drops as a steady stream of water, and her wipers could hardly keep up. A handful of vehicles passed her in the opposite direction, hurrying to the dry safety of their own homes.

Already the banks of the outlet had swollen, lapping at the bottom of the bridge. Brenda was thankful she hadn’t waited to make this trip — any later and the bridge would probably have been flooded. She held her breath as she eased the pickup over the narrow bridge, and onto the last stretch toward her house. Her first year here had been something of a shock. She’d chosen the tiny coastal town because it was as different as possible from the stark, barren desert where she’d lived with her husband. The rains there were fickle, short but intense. Brenda had always wanted to live near the ocean, so when she was free to move wherever she wanted, that’s exactly what she did. She hadn’t expected the storms, or how long they would last. There were winter storms, cold with bitter winds, and summer storms, roaring hurricanes. But being able to sit on her porch overlooking the sunset over the water made it all worthwhile.

Her two cats waited in the windows as the truck pulled up to the house. The feed would have to wait until the rain and wind subsided a bit; she could see the sheets of water blowing against the house. Brenda grabbed her keys and purse and hurried inside, the wind tugging at her. She set out the candles and matches and checked the generator, fed the cats and changed into dry clothes. Her picture window overlooked the bay, though she knew it wasn’t really a good idea to stay near it during a storm, she loved to watch them. The dark pillars of rain stood out even more strongly now, they looked — odd as it sounded — almost solid, as if she could reach out and touch them. The wind howled and shuddered around the house, and the electricity flickered once and blinked off. Brenda leaned forward to get a better look as something seemed to emerge from the clouds. It wasn’t her imagination this time, something was moving out there. Something really, really big.