Hello! I thought I would write and give you some news of what’s been happening here. First, I’ve spoken with Terellion and he’s interested in me too, so that’s really a good thing! I was worried that he wouldn’t like me. I do still worry a little that he’s just saying that because he’s afraid of losing his job, but I did tell him that his job was safe no matter what, so I worry a little less now. I really do want him to like me for me, not because I pay him.
It’s difficult to find time to be alone with him now. I’ve been very busy lately. Almost every minute of my day is accounted for. I’m helping my family in Silvermoon and taking the baby to see Nessna when I’m not teaching classes and giving lessons. That doesn’t leave much spare time! When I am free, he’s often working. I’ve thought about hiring a third person, but he was the only person to show up last time I put an ad up, so maybe I’ll just have to wait for people to get back. I talked to Tik about it and he said the work is manageable now. It isn’t if he’s always busy with it! I do like cake though. I think he should definitely keep making cake.
Right now, we have a lot of guests too. Isandri is here with her brother. He was injured in Kalimdor, and needs to rest. Sath, Isandri’s brother, is staying in the one room with three beds. Isandri has the nice guest room over the library.
The other guest room is also occupied. Aeramin is spending evenings here. He is fixing a house in the town for his father during the day. Then he comes here to help Maerista with fire magic. Mae is one of the new students. Anyway, he sleeps here at night then goes back to the town after breakfast. He has agreed to continue teaching here, one day a week, after he returns to Shattrath. I was a bit worried about him being here at first, but it’s turning out okay. I don’t see him often because I’m so busy, but when I do, we’re able to talk like we used to when we were friends before. I think he knows about Terellion. Maybe that’s why. Neither of us is jealous of the other now. I have Terellion and he has Imralion. He has asked if he can bring Imralion to visit sometime, and I’m okay with that. I like showing off the school. I’m proud of what I’ve done here.
Have you ever sat down to write and weren’t able to finish right then, and when you do get a chance to finish, something’s happened that makes all of the other things you wrote look like old news? That just happened to me.
Anyway, I spent much of the day in Silvermoon yesterday. It was Aeramin’s birthday, so I bought him a big cupcake at the market. I didn’t think his father would do anything for him, and I thought it would be weird to ask Terellion to make cake for him, so that’s why I got the cupcake. It was big with colored sprinkles, and it looked like something the death knight would make. Did I tell you he bakes? I mean the death knight! It’s so tempting every time I go to check on Lani’s house, but I don’t want to get sick so I don’t ask to eat any.
Anyway, I left the cupcake in the room that Aeramin’s staying in, and worked with Xarola for her early afternoon lesson. She’s still learning theory, but I think she’ll be ready to start casting very soon! After her lesson, I took Rylad to Silvermoon to visit with family. My mother is staying at home again, and I guess that’s okay news, except with her there, I feel like I can’t relax at all. I don’t trust her and I have to always watch. I never lower my guard. I really am afraid that she’ll try something, which makes me very nervous when I visit. She keeps talking about how having a school in the Ghostlands is silly, and I’ll never get enough students to be profitable, and she tells me that I should move back to Silvermoon. Then she starts telling me about girls my age who are looking for husbands, and the parties that they go to, and she keeps trying to convince me to go to one. I don’t know what to tell her to make her understand that I really don’t like girls like that! She likes to talk though, and I don’t want to cause a lot of trouble right now because Nessna is still recovering so I have to listen to it. I get back home to the school late fairly often. She insisted on taking me shopping for robes, or I have to stay for supper. Then she talks and talks and talks forever. I was late getting back last night too, but I didn’t think it was too late. It was after supper. I found Des studying in the dining room. Tik and Terellion moved the tables back inside, but with all the windows, it’s almost like being outside still. I worry that it’ll be cold in the winter. I know it was cold last year, but less of the house was being heated too.
Anyway, I talked to Des a bit. It really wasn’t that late, but I noticed I hadn’t seen Terellion, so I went to find him. He was in his room. His father had been sent to fight in Kalimdor. He’s not coming back. His mother lives in Silvermoon with his two sisters. I’m going to send some money to them, anonymously, so don’t tell! I want to help them take care of things, without making them feel like they owe me anything. I’m really worried about Terellion now. He took the job here to support his family while his father was in Kalimdor. Now his father is gone. I thought about offering to have one of the other old houses on the estate fixed up, and then they could move there, but his sisters are young so the Ghostlands probably isn’t the best place for them to be. I don’t know what to do, and there’s nothing I can say to make it better. He knows I’m here for him though.
I really hope no one else dies or gets hurt, and everyone comes home safe soon! Really soon!
– Magister Hethurin Fairsong
I wanted to thank you for sending me updates on Nessna. You don’t know how relieved I am that she’s going to make it. There were a couple of times I wasn’t so sure of it when she was here.
We had someone else in our tent that I think you should know about. She’d be mad if she knew I was telling, but Aranae has somehow managed to find her way here. She had a nasty cut on her foot, but she’ll be fine. She needed some stitches, and was quite her usual self. She’s still staying here in the tent until I’m sure she won’t wind up with any bad infection. She is insisting on returning to Pandaria.
I’ve tried speaking with her, but you know how difficult she can be. Perhaps I can convince her to give us the address of where she plans to go. I’ll do my best anyway. The confessor has agreed to speak with her as well.
From what she’s said, they’re pretty far in the tunnels beneath the city, but they’re sure the orc is down there somewhere. I hope they find him soon. It’s hot and dusty here.
My Dearest Imralion,
I haven’t heard from you lately so I thought I’d write. I’m still in the Ghostlands. My birthday was a few days ago. My father threw a hammer at me. Maybe it was supposed to be my present. More likely, he forgot and he was just throwing the hammer at me because I asked him to get it for me. I put in some new pipes, but there’s still no water. I did finish the roof on one side, and some of the interior on that same side, but the side with the collapsed wall, I’m not sure what to do. The biggest part is moving the big pieces. I was tempted to set them on fire, but I don’t want the rest of the house to catch.
I miss you. Please be safe.
I should have written this letter to you when I received word myself, but I’ve had a difficult week, and I hope you forgive me for not letting you know sooner. Your brother has lost his life in Orgrimmar. Nessna was severely injured as well, as they were together at the time. Yara has been sent home, and is here with me. I’m sorry about having to tell you in a letter, but the distance doesn’t really make it easy to tell you face to face.
I hope you and Berwick are both doing well and are safe in Pandaria.
My Love, Isandri,
I miss you. I wanted to let you know that things are looking good from where our supply camp is. They haven’t asked us to move closer, though they have moved some others. It seems fairly quiet above ground. Most of the people I’ve talked to say the orc has tunnels under the city. I’m certain they’ll find him soon and we’ll be able to come home. I can’t wait to see you again. I bet the baby has grown so much too.
There has been a slight increase in injuries being brought into the camp. I suppose tunnels aren’t the best to fight in.
With the relative safety of the camp, I’ve cut down on the patrols and have organized a boar hunting trip for some of the people I’m working with. It’s completely not sanctioned, but since a lot of the other camps are further away now, I don’t think anyone will notice.
I was on one of my patrols yesterday, when I came across this small flowering plant right here in the desert. I thought they were beautiful, like you, so I picked some for you. I know they’re not dried properly, but I’m including them with this letter between two separate pieces of paper. Maybe the mail will press them for you!
I love you. I hope to be home soon!
You’re still alive, right? Naraleth has another tooth. I think he needs a bottle because he really likes using his teeth. He doesn’t like riding with his head in the sling anymore when I go out to get things. He likes to look around, but then people look at him. Do you think it’ll be easier when he gets older?
Oh, I got another letter from my grandfather. This one didn’t have blood on it, but I think it was on paper he found. He said there’s still crazy orcs in the Barrens. Should I write and tell him that’s old news?
I haven’t seen Isandri in a while, but I did see Kestrae briefly. I feel like everyone’s gone and left me alone. Are you coming home soon? I love you really a lot!