Whee! That's two 85 Jae's!
Of course, the biggest news is they can finally wear the same leather shoulders. The death knight screen having a different lighting to it still makes them look different on the character select screen, but trust me, they're the same. I need to update druid Jae's belt to finish the look!
Filed under Jaellynn, Screenshots, World of Warcraft
Dear Diary,
I can’t believe she stayed with him! What is that girl thinking? She can’t fix him. That boy’s been broken ever since he lost Lilindra. I have this horrible feeling he’s just going to hurt her again.
And there’s nothing I can do to stop it.
She won’t listen to me. He won’t listen to me without being horrible.
Maybe I shouldn’t even try to be nice about it with him. If I can corner him alone without Vajarra, I’m not holding back. I just need to grow a backbone so I can handle what he says without crying.
I’ve been crying a lot lately. Sometimes over really stupid things.
A couple of my dresses don’t feel right around the waist. A little tight. I guess it’s time to put them away until after. I have some others that still fit fine, but they were always a bit looser. I’ll have to make a few for when I really start to show.
Filed under Journal, Kelanori, World of Warcraft
Jaeyn left his hippogryph with the others in the stable at Lor’danel and headed to the hippogryph rentals. Vassanta was already waiting for him with Sketch. The innkeeper had told him a man matching his brother’s description had been coming in regularly to buy milk for an orphaned baby bear. A few more questions outside the inn sent him walking southwest towards Auberdine with Vassanta.
Dog looked up at him, almost seeming to frown after taking the first few steps past the bridge out of town. It was a different Darkshore than the one he had left with Dog a few short years ago. He had certainly scouted the area enough after the disaster that he was familiar with the new terrain. He had been one of the first to rush to the aid of Auberdine, and helped those caught by surprise to escape to the safety of Lor’danel. Jaeyn looked down at Dog, but spoke to Vassanta while they continued walking. “Things have changed a lot. She doesn’t recognize much.”
Vassanta glanced down at Dog. “Do you think your brother is far? The people in town said they saw someone with goggles at the moonwell a lot. If that was really him, he would probably show up there again.”
“We can try that if we don’t find him. Death knights are easy to track.” The last sentence was only partly true. Most death knights wore plate, and weren’t worried about being stealthy. They were easy to track. His brother was a little different from most. He would wear leather, making far less noise and leaving much less of a trail to follow. He also remembered how to be sneaky. Jaeyn knew that quite well. Part of him hoped it wouldn’t be easy to find Jaellynn. He remembered playing that game with his brother in the same woods when they were younger. One of them would hide and the other would look. He had always won that one.
He continued on with Vassanta, taking turns pointing at broken twigs and, once in a while, a footprint.
*****
Jaellynn sat at the rock he had sat at a few days ago. The baby bear slept in the sling. He held as still as possible and tried his best to blend in with his surroundings. It wasn’t easy with the off-white sling hanging on him. At least the bear cub was peacefully sleeping. Jaellynn hoped he would sleep for a good amount of time. Evening was approaching and that was good. If the sabers were still here they may be more active.
Just then, he thought he saw something move off to the side. Without turning his head, he watched and waited. A loose rock tumbled into the water near that lapped the edges of the broken beach inlet. He saw nothing else, but continued to watch.
Then movement in front of him. Again without moving, he scanned the area ahead of him. Tall grass that bent slightly with the wind blocked most of his view. He was sure there was something else there, but the grass did not move any other way than how the wind pushed it.
A small pebble hit the right side of his face. It bounced off and landed in the sand in front of him. He looked at it blankly for a moment before finally moving. He twitched an ear as he looked around. He heard giggling. He got up and started walking towards the bushes where he heard the giggling coming from, cradling the bear cub carefully as he rose as to not wake it. He moved quietly, listening as he took each step.
“Let me throw one.” Someone whispered.
“We have to find another. That one’s too big. You’ll knock him out.” Someone else, a female, replied to the first.
“He can’t be knocked out. He’s dead! It won’t even leave a bruise.” The first one exclaimed.
Jaellynn cleared his throat, causing both voices to fall silent. “Jaeyn, your demon is throwing rocks at me.”
Jaeyn tried to keep from giggling again. “I told her to. And she’s not a demon. She missed your nose though. I bet I could hit it.”
Jaellynn raised an eyebrow, but remained silent. He continued to stand and look at them. The bear in the sling woke and let out a small bark.
“Oh yeah! The bear. What was the problem with it?”
Jaellynn decided to let the pebble throwing go. He glanced quickly at Vassanta and twitched his ear. He looked back at Jaeyn while pulling the cub out of the sling. “I came here looking for sabers and I wound up watching an orphaned bear cub instead. It’s mother died of something nasty. I sent some samples to my contact in the Ebon Blade, and I mean to send some somewhere else to be analyzed. Anyway, I found the cub, malnourished, near the larger bear’s carcass. It hasn’t shown any signs of being sick, but I worry it might be carrying it. I’ve been giving it milk and taking care of it, but I really need to get back to my studies. I know I’m close to finding them here.”
“Sabers? They’re over there.” Jaeyn nodded vaguely towards the woods. He took the bear cub, visibly inspecting it. “It’s not sick. When did you find it?”
Jaellynn looked towards the woods, “About a week ago.” He took a few steps towards the trees.
“You’ll scare them away if you go that way.” Jaeyn said as Vassanta pat the bear cub gently. Dog sat on the beach now on the other side of the rock and whipped her tail back and forth as Sketch tried to catch it. He handed Vassanta the cub. “I’ll show you where they are.”
Jaellynn followed Jaeyn north to the inlet and along the rocky edge of it. They passed the trees and rounded around to a small hill. Jaeyn scampered up one side of it, but stayed low to the ground at the top. He motioned for Jaellynn to follow him up. He did.
At the base of the hill’s other side, were three moonsabers. One of them was grooming it’s paws in an almost lazy fashion while the other two slept. Jaellynn stayed close to the ground at the top of the hill too. He whispered to Jaeyn, “Thank you.”
Jaeyn nodded, then whispered back, “I’ll take the cub for now.” He looked back at the sabers. “I’ll write and let you know what we decide for the long term.”
Jaellynn nodded back. Jaeyn silently slipped down the back side of the hill again and disappeared the way they had came.
Filed under Jaellynn, Jaeyn, Story, World of Warcraft
With all the new battlegrounds, AV weekend now only comes once every two months. Thus, this weekend I spent much of my time farming honor instead of writing. Here are the results of my AV frenzy!
Jaellynn finally got rid of his level 83 shoulders. I'm counting it as an upgrade for both PvE and PvP. He also got some shiny new gloves.
Jaeyn got new shoulders and a helm.
Soura also got the shoulders and the helm. She really needed more but I do need to sleep at some point!
Kelanori earned the shoulders, dress and helm! I don't like the way the helm looks, but it was a big upgrade over what she had equipped so I figured I'd go for it after all.
Terivanis earned his season 10 robe a few weeks ago, but now he has the matching shoulders and helm.
And a couple fun things to note.
Soura met Jaellynn, the female draenei paladin tank! It threw me off when we were starting in the cave and Jaellynn marked themselves as tank!
My last game of the weekend. The horde didn't know what hit them!
Filed under Jaellynn, Jaeyn, Kelanori, Screenshots, Sourabhi, Terivanis, World of Warcraft
Jaellynn sat at the moonwell in Lor’danel while feeding the bear cub. He had just read his mail. He propped the bottle for the bear cub in the sling and got his paper and ink from his bag. He began to write.
My Dearest Star,
I have not yet heard back from Jaeyn on what to do about the bear cub. I bring it to town, but I do keep my distance from others and wash my hands often in case it is infected as well. So far it has shown no signs of being sick. It is doing well on the milk I buy for it at the inn.
I urge you to be cautious around any other death knights that may be at the Shrine or in the area. I received a letter from my sister. There may be one around that isn’t friendly, and from what I understand, he may be there with Sakia. Have you had a chance to see her? What is she doing at Hyjal? I thought she was working in Northrend for the Ebon Blade. Again, please be very careful. Whatever you do, don’t mention me around any other death knights.
I feel I am close. I saw something stalking a bird the other day but I am unsure what it was. It might have been a saber or it might have been something else. I found no tracks. I will try a couple more days but I am anxious to get back to you and Relanos. I miss you both so much.
Love,
Jaellynn
He checked the bear cub, carefully removing the bottle upon finding it had fallen asleep. He got up quietly and walked to the mailbox.
Filed under Jaellynn, Story, World of Warcraft
Dear Diary,
I pray to Elune that my own son will be nothing like my brothers. Terivanis is infuriating sometimes. I try to tell myself there was nothing I could do to raise him differently that would have mattered. At the same time, if I did make a mistake, I want to know about it so I don’t do the same thing with my own child.
He’s a big jerk. I tried talking to him about Vajarra and he turned it around as a chance to insult me on possible mistakes I might have made that turned out to be okay after all. I probably shouldn’t have went to talk to him. He’s such a fu- I could have guessed he would be an ass.
I won’t be talking to him again.
Filed under Journal, Kelanori, World of Warcraft
Teri,
You’re being an ass.
Are you stupid?
I swear, if you’ve hurt that girl, I’ll hang you by your ears.
(( She crumples up the paper and decides to wait before replying. ))
Filed under Kelanori, Letter, World of Warcraft
(( Co-written with The Dancing Hare and Dragonfly103! This story took place ICly about a week ago. ))
Kelanori Summerleaf fidgeted with the hem of her simple yellow dress as she sat waiting downstairs at the Shrine of Aviana. Phaa had said the priestess specialized in pregnancy and birthing would be along sometime today. Iselwen Moonflower, she knew that name. She could recall her face, but nothing more. She had little interaction with any of the birthing specialists. She had spent only a minimal amount of time in the temple while she was living in Darnassus. The only time she had spent any considerable amount of time at the temple was when Jaellynn returned from Northrend. Some of the other priestesses knew what he was, but no one said anything as she helped him blend in with the rest of society. She helped him cover his eyes and set him to work tending the gardens as if he belonged there. Other than those couple months, before he and Tathariel found each other, she had preferred working outside the temple.
She was hungry, but the nausea was winning that battle this morning. She glanced briefly at the bread sitting on the bench next to her. No, she didn’t even want to look at food. She had a headache to accompany the nausea today. It had woke her. She fidgeted with her hem some more.
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Usually he’d be at the front at this time of the day. Ornasse ruffled his feathers, perched atop the main beam of the inn as he waited for the priestess to arrive. There were plenty of blood elves, quite a few orcs, but no one that looked like a kaldorei priestess. The worgen lay stretched across the cool marble stairs below. She looked as if she was enjoying the day off too.
He assured her everything would be fine. If he said it enough times, it had to be true. But in truth, he was afraid too. He knew what had happened to Terivanis’s mate, and Kelanori’s description of the birth was troubling. He’d seen animals do it countless times, but that was hardly the same. She was an elf, and she was his mate. Everything would be fine. It had to be.
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Iselwen kicked the hippogryph in the ribs again. The stupid creatures never went fast enough. She leaned forward, closed her eyes to the wind and thought about what she was going to do. Her first instinct had been to lie and tell the draenei that she was busy, but upon hearing the name, “Kelanori”, she’d immediately changed her mind. The girl’s mother had been trouble and she was interested to see how this one had turned out. Especially after listening to the rumors she’d heard from the other priestesses, her curiosity was peaked.
The draenei priestess had said that Kelanori had a mate, but what would that tart know about it? It seemed to her that people these days just threw that word around without knowing the meaning. She’d waited almost a hundred years for her mate and now no one took the time to be sure. Pregnant this soon as well? It sounded to her like she’d taken after her mother. Every child was a precious gift from Elune though, and like it or not, she had a sacred duty to fulfill.
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Kelanori knew she wouldn’t be able to stay awake much longer. Her eyes kept drifting shut, the tiredness becoming stronger than the headache she suffered. The nausea seemed distant, but still there, especially upon glancing once again at the bread.
She arose from the bench and walked closer to where Ornasse perched. “I’m going to try to get some rest.” She said loudly enough for him to hear. She continued walking, somewhat urgently. Her stomach complained, whether because she was hungry or nauseous she wasn’t sure. She knew a moment later that it was the nausea as she lost the bread she had eaten earlier at the base of a tree.
She was able to make it the rest of the way to the room without incident, and she had no problem falling asleep. The tiredness that overwhelmed her not giving her much choice.
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Iselwen scowled at the flight master who’d come over to help her dismount. “This one is too slow. You should get rid of it and use a pure line, not one of these inbred monstrosities.” She yanked her bags out of his hands and looked up at the inn. She remembered when it had been a grand sprawling thing, not the small building before her. It probably didn’t have spare rooms either. She was glad she wasn’t planning on staying very long at all.
She looked around for her escort and set her shoulders in a huff. The guards just stood there like the stupid cows she knew they were, none of them coming to announce her presence. Not even that draenei was here to greet her. She was probably out corrupting kaldorei males with her demon wiles. She took in a deep breath to calm herself, and forced a placid expression onto her face. Her mind roiled with the indignity of it all. Where was everyone? She smiled and headed for the guards.
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Ornasse hopped down from his perch, spreading his wings to slow his descent as he shifted back into his elven form. He hoped this priestess could do something, anything, to help Kelanori feel better. He felt helpless and weak, and it didn’t please him at all.
The priestess had hurried inside, and was now eyeing the innkeeper’s vest with distaste. He had to agree with her on that. Ornasse thought she radiated disapproval, though, and he had doubts whether she’d be a good midwife for Kel. But he had to try, what other choice did they have? Jaellynn’s mysterious priestess who may or may not show up sometime.
“Priestess,” he said quietly, not wishing to startle her, “You must be Iselwen.”
She twitched an ear sharply and gave him a withering look. “Of course I am.” Though she was much younger than he was, she gave him the distinct feeling that he was a small boy in trouble for talking too loud in the temple. Best to be polite, at least for now.
“I trust your flight was uneventful?” She kept staring. “I’m Ornasse, Kelanori’s mate.” Iselwen still didn’t speak. “She’s upstairs,” he said at last.
He led her to the curving ramp that led to the upper floors of the inn. The silence compelled him to explain further. “She’s been unable to keep anything down for the past week or so. She’s also been very tired and–” Ornasse hesitated. “Upset easily.” That was the most diplomatic way he could think to say it.
“Yes,” Iselwen said at last, adjusting her pack as she glared at one of the tauren guards who brushed past them on the narrow walkway. Thankfully, he didn’t have to say anything more. They’d arrived at the small room where Kelanori rested.
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Iselwen wiped her robe where the tauren had touched her. Disgusting thing probably hadn’t washed for days. She smiled at Ornasse and looked him over carefully. At least he was a druid, an old one too. The girl at least had the sense to get this right. He’d called himself her mate too. She nodded to herself in approval. She couldn’t wait to tell those ninnies back at the temple that they were wrong. Oh, she was going to love rubbing it in their faces. Such a bloodline would be sure to produce a strong power in the child.
She tapped her foot at Ornasse. “Well, do I just have to barge in or are you going to invite me?”
Her smile grew larger as she heard his heart beat jump. Good, made him nervous. She walked past him before he could say a word and looked down at the sleeping Kelanori. Iselwen bent down, setting her pack to the side and stared at the girl. Her breathing sounded even and her color looked good, if a little pale. That was understandable if she’d been ill. “She should be taking earthroot,” she muttered to herself. Silly draenei should have at least known that. What do they even teach those things? The girl did look like her mother. Thank Elune she didn’t pick up her terrible taste in men.
A soft gasp brought Iselwen’s attention back to the moment at hand. She looked into Kelanori’s now open eyes and smiled again, this time she meant it. “I’m Iselwen. I’m here to help. Tell me what’s wrong. When did you start getting sick?”
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Kelanori blinked, waking slowly. Iselwen. She still couldn’t place how they had met before, but she looked almost as she remembered her. “It’s been a couple weeks. I haven’t able to keep anything down. I thought it was nerves at first, but it persisted. My brother tried to give me something for it, but I wasn’t sure if it would be safe. I’ve only been able to eat some soup that one of my other brothers made, bread and berries, and even those aren’t sure to stay down. I’ve also been tired a lot. More than usual. Oh, and today I had a headache. I’m not sure if that’s related.” She started to sit up in bed, but stopped as Iselwen reached out, and placed her hand on her shoulder.
Kelanori added as she put her head back on the pillow, “I wasn’t taking anything to prevent it, but my cycles have never been regular. It’s been a few months since my last menses. I thought it would take longer.”
“Oh, so you were trying? No?” Iselwen shook her head. “It does not matter. Stay still and let me look. Just relax and breathe normally, I need to listen.” She turned her head and looked at Ornasse hovering in the doorway. “Either come in and sit or go away. I can’t hear a thing with you pacing like that. You’re as loud as your draenei, stomping all around like a kodo.”
She smiled back down at Kelanori and put a hand on her stomach. Yes, definitely something there. Iselwen furrowed her brow in concentration. There! Very faintly, over the gentle sound of Kelanori’s breaths and the irritating deep breaths Ornasse kept taking, she could just make out a heartbeat. It was truly a miracle sent from Elune. She looked back up at Kelanori. “I hear it. Your child. Congratulations, you have been blessed. Now, you need to start caring more for yourself. Eating properly will help with the nausea and your headache most likely means you need to drink more water. Once you can keep your food down, those should go back to somewhat normal. I’d recommend earthroot, ground in with your food or drink.”
Iselwen sat back on her heels and nodded at the couple. “What else would you like to know? I’ll tell you. Eight months or so, I think. It might be a son. I can only guess at that right now, but I’m usually not wrong. This place is too small for a child though, and it smells. It’s fine for now, but you will need more space and less tauren.” She dug through her pack and pulled out a small jar. She handed it to Ornasse. “Here is some earthroot to start you out. Take only a little at first, then only add more if you absolutely need it. It’s safe, but I don’t want you to waste it.” She closed her pack and looked thoughtfully at Kelanori. “You know,” she said. “You’re much more calm than your mother was. I thought she was going to tear her hair out when I told her about your brother.”
“My brother?” Kelanori asked just as she remembered. “Yes! You were there! Terivanis grew up fine despite mother’s dislike for children.” She couldn’t very well defend her mother when the woman stated the truth. She glanced at Ornasse briefly, noting that he hadn’t stopped smiling since Iselwen had said “son”. She smiled too, and continued, “We didn’t plan to have one so soon, but I think we’re both happy to know that we will. I’ve only made baby clothes for other people’s babies before. I can’t believe I’ll finally have one of my own!”
She looked at the small jar that Iselwen had handed to Ornasse. “And earthroot is safe? I’ll have to apologize to Terivanis. I assume the liquid extract is safe too? It just smells horrible.” She shrugged. “I guess if it helps.”
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A son! Ornasse wanted to be certain he’d heard correctly. How could the priestess even be certain? Be he already felt unnecessary and in the way, interfering in the mysterious ways of women and babies. He sat beside Kelanori on the bed, holding her hand. Of course she was right about the inn. It was hardly the home he’d imagined for their family — family! But circumstances couldn’t be changed, he had no idea how much longer the druids would be needed her, and he wasn’t going to leave Kelanori anywhere alone. He’d have to find a suitable place, but when? Terivanis had arranged for a break, maybe he could too. There was so much to arrange before the baby — his son! — arrived. The shrine wasn’t so bad, though, he thought. There were plenty of guards and people to help look after here. There were certainly worse places for a baby to be born. Besides, maybe Aviana would bless him and he’d be an accomplished druid one day. He silently hoped the boy would take after him rather than Kelanori’s side in that regard.
He turned the small jar over in his hands thoughtfully. He knew where to find Earthroot, if they ran out, but it was a long way from Hyjal. Another thing he’d need to find time to do.
“When will you need to see me again?” Kelanori asked quietly. Ornasse should have thought of that himself. What if something else happened in the meantime?
Iselwen gave her an appraising look. “A month should suffice. Unless–” she paused, addressing Ornasse, “Anything changes.” He wasn’t sure what that meant, but he nodded anyway. “I can be reached at the temple in Darnassus.” She inclined her head neatly and began tucking her belongings back into her leather satchel.
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Iselwen left the couple to enjoy their good fortune. She walked back down the ramp, pausing when an tauren female appeared around the curve, standing at her post. The priestess stood there tapping her foot until the druid noticed her and stepped back. Iselwen moved past her with an exaggerated twist of her body and a barely disguised look of disgust on her face. The tauren said something to her, but she never looked back. The idea that these “noble people” were trained in the druidic arts made her skin crawl. She shook her head. She’d heard that they now were being trained as priestesses and priests too. It had been bad enough when their own males had been brought into the priesthood, but these cows? She breathed a small prayer to Elune for strength in these difficult times and headed towards the flight master.
She looked around as she walked through the inn. There were only the druids from before, as well as some of the other races loitering around being useless. They all should have been out supporting the efforts on the Front, instead of sitting around doing nothing. The draenei wasn’t there, and Iselwen had a quick thought to go back to Kelanori and lecture her about letting her servants run around with kaldorei men. He wasn’t a druid though, so she decided that it really wasn’t that important. A druid being ruined by a draenei, though? She shuddered. Iselwen threw her pack at the flight master when she was close enough. “Hurry up,” she said lifting her chin to look down at the younger woman. “I need to be back in Darnassus before nightfall. Don’t you even dare think of giving me one of those fat ones either. I’d like something that can actually fly.” She waited impatiently, but her hands were clasped with glee. Those simpering idiots at the Temple were going to be so put out that Kelanori Summerleaf was redeeming her family. As long as the child didn’t turn out like any of the brothers, that is. She shuddered again. What was taking so long?
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Kelanori stepped outside, glancing over the railing. She thought she could see Iselwen at the hippogryphs, probably giving them a hard time. She smiled to herself. If the woman could handle her mother then she had to be good. She looked back to Ornasse, smiling again. “I’m ready to try the earthroot. Let’s go downstairs and eat.”
Filed under Kelanori, Story, World of Warcraft
Kel,
Vajarra hates me. I might have said something in Darnassian that she might have understood that I didn’t mean to say because I’m not sure. She might have expected me to say it again, but I can’t because it’s not fair to her that I would say that. I never should have in the first place. She left me last night.
She hates me.
– Teri
PS. I’m feeling okay physically. The bruises are almost gone.
Filed under Letter, Terivanis, World of Warcraft
Jaellynn sat on a rock near the beach north of Auberdine. He had decided to bring the vial, and the bear cub, with him to search further. He could leave neither in town. The bear was quiet and calm for the most part. He had found some cloth for sale in town and created a sling with it. The baby bear seemed comfortable in it, and was content for now to be carried while Jaellynn continued his search.
He had walked the area much of the morning and afternoon. At times he felt like something was watching him, but when he turned to look there was nothing there. He decided now that a different strategy may be needed. He sat, unmoving, on the rock. The only motion about him was the gentle breathing of the bear cub in the sling.
He waited.
The sun lowered in the sky. He waited.
Evening was upon Darkshore when he saw movement, near a bush. Still he waited, not moving. He watched the area around the bush intently. The tall grass near the bush began to move, parting then gently falling back in place. Whatever was moving through it was doing so slowly. It was only because he was watching that he noticed it. He watched for sometime as whatever was moving through it made its way across the clearing. He glanced towards where it was heading.
A larger sea bird had landed on a rock. The thing in the grass was heading towards the bird. He watched. He waited. The bird seemed oblivious to the possible danger approaching it as it perched upon the rock, preening itself.
Just then, the bear cub cried out. The bird flew off. The grass stopped moving. Jaellynn tried to ignore the cub, but it cried out a second time. He sighed as the grass began moving again. This time it moved quickly, and whatever was in it was moving away from him.
He watched as the grass parted all the way to the forest’s edge, hoping to catch a glimpse of what exactly it was causing the grass to part. He didn’t.
He took the bear out of the sling and found its bottle in his bag. After it had finished, he found his ink and paper. He began to write.
Dear Jaeyn,
Are you still in Feralas? I need help with a bear cub.
– Jaellynn
He hoped his urgency to get rid of it didn’t come across too strongly in his letter. He started walking back to Lor’danel to mail it.
Filed under Jaellynn, Story, Uncategorized, World of Warcraft
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