Category Archives: Xarola
The food was good, and I think I had a decent night. I didn’t dance with anyone, but it was nice watching other people dance while I ate, and the music was good. I spoke with one of the students for a good part of the night. He likes one of the other students but he’s too afraid to ask her. Maybe he did after I left.
I’m so full. I have no idea how I’m going to get up for patrol tomorrow.
- At first, I thought the night would just be kind of nice in that I’d be able to read outside, eat fancy little foods and watch people dance. I wore my only fancy robe, and went to find a seat. I took the book I’ve been re-reading outside with me, and sat on one of the benches. It’s one of the fire books from the library here at the school. I wish there were more books on the subject, but at the same time, I find reading them a second time insightful after I’ve learned more in class.
- Maerista sat near me and we talked for a bit. She wanted to get a boy to notice her. She wouldn’t say which one, but I told her about a book I had read that was about seducing men. I hope she never tells my mother I read something like that. I mean, it’s not that I’ve even used it before, but I remember what I read. She didn’t think it would work, so I demonstrated. I think it did work. I certainly had Sal’s attention.
- I think Vyn noticed me too. Well, I know he did because he asked me to dance. I’ve never really danced before, just when they taught us at school, and that’s been a few years. I stepped on his feet a few times, but he hadn’t really had many lessons either. It was fun.
- I need to write to mother a letter soon and let her know I’ll be home for a few days before the summer semester starts. She just wrote to say the payment had been made, though it was tight. I really hope the Magister doesn’t raise the price of the tuition here.
How I Spent my Weekend by Vaildor Lightmist
It was a good weekend, and I had a lot of fun. It wasn’t a boring weekend like all the others because we did different things.
First, Lani took me to Silvermoon. We went to one of the robe shops and she let me pick out one for the ball. I found one in a style that I liked. Lani thought the brown one looked best with my hair, but I think brown is boring, so I got the blue one. I like the blue one better because I like the color blue. It is the color of the sky when the sun isn’t covered by clouds.
After that, we went to the Spire. It looked really fancy and official all over inside and it took forever for people to see us. Lani said that was normal because they’re busy there. I didn’t think it looked like anyone was really that busy, but anyway we had to wait. Lani was able to get papers to prove who I am, but they’re fake papers. She said Hethurin helped and on the papers he is listed as my father even though he’s really my brother. Lani is worried because if our mother finds out about this paper existing, she might believe it, but we only want the people at the spire to believe it. They did. She had to fill out a form, and give them the papers to check. Hethurin had some official letter done for them to say he was giving up his parenting of me or something. Anyway, they said it all looked to be in order, which I think is good because Lani looked like she was about to pass out! They said they would send mail to us in a few weeks after they processed the application for adoption. That’s exciting because it means that I’ll officially have a home here now.
I wanted to visit my real father while we in Silvermoon, but Lani said he would have appointments so he’d be busy. She reminded me that I’d see him at the ball, so that was okay.
Then we went home and it was a normal evening. I worked on one of my paintings before going to bed.
The next day was the ball, and there was a lot of preparation going on at the school. Lani let me go up early. I got to help Hethurin while he finished enchanting the instruments to play music. I don’t understand music at all, but I think he’s pretty good with it. It sounded okay anyway. We had to move the instruments to the garden then. I helped Tik put the table cloths on, and get lunch ready. Terellion was around the kitchen, but he doesn’t like me so I tried to be not in the kitchen much. Tik had a lot of work to do after that, and Hethurin wanted to eat more so I thought maybe there were too many people in the kitchen so I went back to the house.
Lani was still there and she was getting ready for the ball. She said we had some time yet so I worked on my friendly dragon painting for Hethurin. He says not all dragons are mean and I believe him. He’s older than me so he must know.
When it was closer to supper, it was time to go back to the school. I took the painting with me so I could give it to Hethurin. He likes it! It seemed like everyone was there already. Isturon was there. I was glad to be able to see him again. Sometimes I wonder what it would have been like growing up with him. We talked a long time, just him and me and Hethurin, then Hethurin said he had to go change, but I saw him later in the kitchen. He wore pants. I was surprised because I thought he only had robes.
Then the best thing happened! Lani came inside from the garden and showed us a ring. The Confessor asked her to marry him! She said yes. She said she doesn’t know when yet, or where, but I think they should figure it out soon.
That was my weekend. I had a good time and I wish every weekend was that much fun.
You’ll forgive me for not writing recently. I’m sure you’ve been busy with final exams yourself, so you understand. Things are going well here at the school in the Ghostlands, though I do still miss the city at times, as well as you and our group of friends. My parents could probably pull some strings and get me back into the school, but I don’t really mind it out here. I know I complained a lot at first, but I’m learning a lot. Maybe, despite hating all they said about it being a quieter place to study, with less distraction, I’ve come to realize they were right.
It’s not all studying all the time either, though it does make up a greater part of my week. I’m greatly interested in the frost lessons, so I take time to make sure I do all my exercises right. I don’t want to miss something that may be important in a future lesson! Despite that, I do have time off. A lot of times, I go up to the attic rooms. There’s only seven students here, but we all have our own bedrooms, and two of them are in the attic. They have a nice little study area between the rooms, so I often go up there. Often, we wind up talking instead of studying. It’s just four male students here at the school. One of them is way ahead of the rest of us though, and he doesn’t really hang out with the rest of us, so it’s more like just us three.
There was a spring ball this past weekend. I’ll be home to visit soon, and I’ll do my best to stop by to say hello! My parents were able to come out for the ball, and they met with my teachers, and paid for the summer semester, so my visit home will be short. The ball was really nice. The pretty ranger danced with me, but she was here with one of the other rangers. Still, it was nice to dance with her for one dance. The girls here at the school are either taken, mean, or more interested in books.
I look forward to seeing you soon!
On the western side of the house are the student practice rooms. While each room looks similar, the students have decorated a little to their own personal tastes and specialties.
Warlock week at World of Lae! Warlocks are one of my favorite classes to play, but they weren’t always. My last character to max level while Wrath of the Lich King was current content was a human warlock named Jainn. He sat on my old server when I transferred for RP to Wyrmrest accord. Then one day, I finally transferred him. I faction changed him as well, and the once ugly human became a cute blood elf, named Aeramin. It wasn’t until I started leveling him, from 82 to 85 that I realized how much more fun warlock was without soul shards.
Of course, Aeramin is still around, and despite my love for warlocks, I’ve kept their numbers down to a reasonable amount.
There are two under level 10 I felt were worth mentioning!
Keyalenn Goldbrand rode his red hawkstrider along the overgrown path in the Ghostlands. To his side rode a young archer who had been hired to escort him safely to the location of the school his sister had read about on one of the boards in Silvermoon. He might never forgive her for that. The Ghostlands! Why would anyone think of having a school there? He was even more surprised when his father decided it was a good idea.
Of course, there was the punishment. Was this part of it? There had been a very long lecture the previous night, due to a prank earlier in the day involving Keyalenn and some of the other boys from the school in Silvermoon. His father’s words still rang in his head, “It’s one of the few schools still open. Why would you do anything to risk your chance to continue studying? Why is it, no matter where you go, you find a way to get into trouble?”
Keyalenn frowned as his hawkstrider followed the archer’s around a cart that had broken and been left in the middle of the path. The dark plants grew all around, and even in it, indicating it had been there for quite some time. It certainly seemed like part of the punishment could be sending him here. He’d certainly have less ways to get into trouble.
He didn’t have a good answer for his father about the other question either. He hadn’t meant to risk being expelled from the school. He had only just begun his studies in magic a few weeks ago, and was already messing up. He did it on a dare. Of course, telling his father that was out of the question. The other boys should have known better as well. They had been there longer. Nobody was hurt anyway. Keyalenn was certain all his father would hear was excuses.
He looked around as the hawkstriders continued along the path. They had to be getting close now. The path had been cleared fully of the weeds here. Up ahead, he saw what looked like flowers planted along the side of it. He checked his cloak pocket for the letter from his father, and the coin purse with his tuition money as he frowned once more. There really was a school out here, and he was going to have to stay.
Xarola Trailsong had to act quickly. She knew that when she saw the two young men set out in the direction of where the school was supposed to be located. Her family had just saved up enough to send her to study when nearly all the schools closed temporarily as the many of the magisters went to fight in the war. She had started to think that she would never even get a chance to be a mage.
It was during an errand that she ran for her mother yesterday that she saw the poster. A school in the Ghostlands was accepting students. She had almost dropped the packages her mother had asked her to mail upon reading it. She had quickly finished her errands and hurried back home.
Her mother had been just as excited. It was a wonderful opportunity for her, though her mother did have some reservations about the location. They decided it would be best to rent a dragonhawk to get there. Mother did not want her traveling on the ground.
Xarola did have to stop in the town to feed the dragonhawk before continuing on the way there. That was when she saw the two men on hawkstriders heading the direction she needed to go. The dragonhawk chittered as it finished it’s meal. Hopefully she would be able to beat both of them there.