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Monthly Archives: June 2013
Here’s my level 4 Pyroelementalist mage, Aeramin.
I sent the Lightmists back to the university. This time dad went with his three eldest daughters. He and the eldest two had enough credits to graduate. Nessna, the third daughter, aced her final exam as well, but will need to go back for more credits eventually. I’m content to play with the home for now. She can wait until Esladra is ready to go too.
The two eldest daughters of the Lightmist family went with dad to the university. They all aced their classes! They have to go back for one term yet to get their last six credits to graduate (all three of them!) Anyway, here’s some screenshots.
Im and I have been staying in Shadowmoon Valley at the inn. He’s the only blood knight initiate staying in one of the rooms here. The rest of them are staying in tents. I’m paying for the room though, and I want him with me. Hopefully the others aren’t too jealous that he has a roof over his head here and they don’t. They should get their own boyfriends.
I spend most of my time in Shadowmoon now with Im here. I go back to Shattrath every few days to check the house and see if there’s any mail. I also take care of Sarwyn while I’m there. Im doesn’t know that part. If I don’t find time to take care of the succubus, then it gets irritable, and while it doesn’t directly disobey, it stalls as long as it can, and finds every loophole possible. It’s just easier to do it and get it over with, at least for a few days. Hopefully soon, I can just work with one of the others.
I get Imralion some pie while I’m there too. It lessens the guilt. A little.
On the last trip, I had to meet with a couple of people. I got a really large order for invitations. I don’t know the people, but they’re having a really big wedding. I’ve been working on them in my spare time in Shadowmoon, usually in the morning.
I still go out in the afternoon for my lesson and practice. Honestly, my lessons are less frequent now, so it’s mostly just practice. Kes has told me that I’ve reached the extent of what she can teach me. While that’s a good thing, it means I’ve succeeded and that my training is almost done, I can’t help but feel a little sad. I’ve spent the past year studying under her. It’s hard to think of it being almost over. I’m not sure I like the idea of being on my own with it. Hopefully, I’ll still be able to come to her if I have any questions.
I should be able to. I mean, she should still be here. She lives in Shattrath too. Embersun will be around too, but he’ll probably never see me as an equal. That’s fine. I’ve spent most of my life being looked down at. I’m just a kid from Murder Row.
Being a summoner is a lot better than being a prostitute. Of course, as far as anyone knows, I’m just a fire mage.
Kes found a stone that looks like the others that we found. It took all of my willpower to tell her to hold onto it. I wanted to run upstairs with it and find out if it fitted with the other pieces. Despite my curiosity, we need to go about things carefully. I’d feel better about it if Embersun and Vallindra were present when we put it all together. We don’t know what will happen, so we have to proceed with caution. I knew I’d be tempted if she left the piece that she found with me, so I asked her to hold onto it for the time being.
- I’m excited about it, but worried at the same time. What if we put it together and nothing happens? But then, what if we put it together and something does happen? Of course, just finding the four pieces spread all over Outland makes it appear that something is already happening. It can’t be coincidence. It would be highly unlikely. I suppose we will see soon enough.
The magister bought me chocolate and I got him pie. I don’t know if that’s what made things better, but they are now. We talked too. That probably helped. He knows I’m not going to give up work now, and has accepted it.
He agrees with me that children would be a bad idea. It’s not that I don’t like kids. I mean, well okay I don’t, but after helping my mother to raise most of my siblings, can anyone blame me? Babies stink and drool and need you to do everything for them. Then when they start moving, they thank you by breaking everything and eating things they’re not supposed to, oh and falling down the stairs. Ugh! We don’t have stairs, but still the rest of it is enough that I never want to do it again. They’re not even cute either. People just paint them that way.
He wanted to use the scrying mirrors to check on me. I don’t mind that. I’ve been bringing one with me and leaving the other at home. He can contact me anytime he wants. He’s rather adorable when he does contact me. He almost looks like he’s upset that he’s bothering me. I’m happy if it reassures him though.
We spoke briefly about a felguard. He thinks I should have one. I’m not so sure about that. I’m not sure if I’m ready for one, and I really don’t care to lose an eye, or more, trying to find out. Maybe in a few months. I know that ultimately, it would be safer working with the felguard, but not until I’m ready to control something like that. As it is now, there are some days the imp tries my patience. Not that I ever lose control of it. It’s bound, but if an imp’s mouth irritates me, I can just imagine a felguard.
I received a letter from mother. Apparently, father has gotten into one of his moods where he’s not talking to her or, more probably, knowing her, talking but not saying the right things. Anyway, she wants me to come talk sense into him. Since when has that ever helped? I’ll wait a few days. It’ll probably blow over by then.
I’m not supposed to keep notes on him. He’s not my patient anymore. I can still write in my diary though. I know there’s a risk that someone will read it, but I can lessen that risk by keeping this book in my office. I’ll write something simple about him doing fine and having a nice visit in my decoy diary in my bedroom.
I arrived there late on Friday. My father and I had finished with our surgery earlier that day. Usually, I stay up on Friday nights to check on the patient and his or her recovery. There rarely are any problems, but many times they’ll wake up a bit more in the early hours and need something for the pain. That’s usually my job, but this week– This week has been rough. I asked father if I might be able to leave a day early to go visit my brother. I didn’t have to explain why. He knows. He told me to go and that he’d stay in the office that night.
I feel a bit guilty that I left him to explain to mother where I was, but I really don’t want to speak to her much myself right now. He’s been doing a good job of keeping her from cornering me, but they’ve been arguing about that as well. They’ve been arguing about a lot of things. It’s constant whenever they’re in the same room. He doesn’t raise his voice. He’s not like that, but she does. Mostly, she’s upset about Sanimir. She refuses to call him Hethurin. She keeps trying to talk to me, but father intervenes. She keeps saying we’re the ones driving her son away.
Anyway, it was good to be able to leave a day early. I just feel bad about leaving father to deal with her, but I guess he’s getting used to it. I’m worried because I’ve never seen him stay in the guest room for so long. I don’t know what’s going to happen.
Hethurin was busy Friday night, but his butler did let me in. I was surprised to find Confessor Morthorn was there. I mean, it’s good that he has someone to talk to, and that someone from the town is able to check in on him regularly. I appreciate that. I had supper there, and went up to my room.
Oh, the place really is haunted. My windows were closed, but the curtains kept moving. Once I thought I saw something and I screamed. I don’t know what it was, but now I think maybe it was just a shadow. I hope I didn’t wake anyone up.
I did eventually get to sleep, but I was a little late coming down for breakfast in the morning. Hethurin was giving his morning lesson to his students in the dining room, so I ate in the kitchen while waiting. I was able to talk to the butler, Tik, a little. I wondered why he would want to live in such a place. Turns out, it’s because he’s always lived here, and he’s doing what he’s always done. I think he misses the old family, but he enjoys working for my brother too. He did say it was a little different having a magister in the house.
I was finally able to speak with Hethurin late in the morning. We went for a walk outside in the garden. It’s so lovely there. All of the plants are flowering, and it was perfect with the view of the sea. We sat and talked for a while out there. One of the first things he said was that he wanted to invite father, but didn’t want to cause any problems. I hated having to tell him that problems are already started. I told him they had been arguing, pretty much constantly since Vallindra’s wedding.
I guess maybe I wound up needing to talk more than he did. I told him how worried I was, and even started crying at one point. That was when I felt his arms go around me. He hugged me. I really wasn’t expecting that. He’s spent so much time pushing everyone away that it was a surprise that he’d care enough to want to comfort me.
Of course, it all worried him too, but I did convince him to invite father, regardless. He’ll jump at the opportunity to visit, and I don’t think it’s going to make much more trouble. Things are already bad.
I didn’t want to come back home, but I have appointments to see to on Monday mornings. He invited me back next week, along with father. We’ll probably both go together on Saturday after our surgery patient goes home.