Dawnsky Chronicles

(( For Ze Columnist ))

2008-08-25T05:07:26Z

Renais flipped the coin into the air and, when it landed on his hand, Eleanea caught a glimpse of the head of Dath'Remar flash in the sunlight. Renais looked down at the coin morosely.

"You're very lucky, aren't you, Eleanea?" he asked dryly. She tilted her head to one side.

"Depends on what you're going to tell me," she said. He smirked and took the item from his pocket, though it remained clenched in his fist.

"Don't say I didn't warn you, alright?" he asked. Eleanea nodded.

"Alright." Renais sighed and opened his fist; what Eleanea saw was a plain golden ring, very unlike the diamond he had given her so long ago. It glittered in the sunlight and engraved inside of it were the words: Love Eternal, Eleanea. As he revealed the ring, Renais's face turned bright red. Eleanea, however, smiled; her heart fluttered to her mouth and found herself having trouble speaking.

"Oh, Renais...It's...Oh. It's beautiful," she murmured.

"Like I said...I don't want to live in fear of Jandercia, and I...I want you to be by my side for that," he said quietly.

"And I want to be there, Renais." He looked up at her, his face slowly changing from crimson to pink.

"I love you, Eleanea. Will you marry me?" he asked. Her face broke into a wide smile.

"Yes, Renais. A thousand times, yes." He leaned over and kissed her, sliding golden ring onto her finger. She smiled all the while. Bliss. Oh, wonderful, wonderful bliss.
After a few moments, Renais drew away from Eleanea.

"What do you think Trell is going to say about this?" he asked, grinning faintly. She tilted her head to one side, rather dazed. She looked down at the golden ring on her finger before speaking.

"She's going to think this is insane and mad, that we're making a mistake," she said. "But we'll be thinking differently." They spent the next few minutes discussing Trell and the proposal the Hunter from the Church of the Dark Mind had made. Eleanea's opinion was that he had 'been thrown into a fit of passion over our dear, tiny, nine-thousand year old Quel'dorei friend.' But all too soon, she had to depart.

"And, er...If you get any word from my brother about him wanting to 'talk to you,' just...ignore it," Eleanea said. Renais blinked, looking bemused at the comment.

"Alright...Have a good night, love," he said. With that, she left. When she reached home, she found it empty. Hurrying up to her room, she flopped down on the bed, smiling to herself.

"I'm going to get married," she said. She laughed out loud, happier than she had been in a very long time. "I'm getting married." In moments, she fell asleep, still smiling.

A Short Post

2008-08-10T22:07:10Z

I will pen now what I was so afraid to write two days ago; Renais and I are back together. It has been wonderfully blissful, and I cannot say this enough. I had sworn to myself that it would never happen, that neither of us cared for each other. How very wrong I was. Renais is a very different man than he once was; he is kind, caring, warm. I am not quite as high-strung as I once was. I'm sure that everything will work out fine...He has sworn to protect me at all costs, and be completely sincere. I will have to trust him.

Where I Whine Like A Child

2008-08-09T04:17:29Z

It has come to my attention that I never stopped loving Renais. Indeed, for a period of time, it was how a sister would love a brother...But now, it's grown. And, it seems, by having these feelings, I have broken my promise to Steyr.
To make matters worse, however, Jandercia and Renais are now on the same bloody team. Awful, isn't it? She was killed, and then brought back...How? I never got the full story. But I have information, dear journal, that I dare not write upon your pages; you may fall into the wrong hands. Also...
Jandercia and Renais are now an 'item.' It near broke my heart to see them; I was strolling through Silvermoon and there they were upon a bench...Kissing. I dare say my face turned as bright red as the Bazaar cobblestones. I urged Mithiri - who I was riding - onwards towards Eversong Woods. I did not dare look back.

Things have been far too insane for my tastes...I wish everything could just be over and done with. But wishing never got anyone anywhere, now did it?

(( For the Website, II ))

2008-07-10T18:10:47Z

Eleanea ran towards her house and into her bedroom, barricading herself inside it. She threw herself onto her bed while her mind raced. Things had been bad for so long...Why couldn't things just get better? She wished she could leave and not come back. She wished she could forget every bad thing that happened with her. She wished...
"No more wishing," she whispered to herself. Her head was pounding, but she couldn't stop thinking...

Trell and I never stop fighting.

Jandercia can't be defeated for all eternity.

I haven't told anyone that Mynai is dead.

I want to talk to Steyr.

Eleanea hopped up from the bed and began to pace, her heart beating painfully in her chest. Why did everything have to be so confusing? She froze at her bedroom window and gazed outside. The darkness of night was just settling in.

"Why can't Jandercia just...just go? Just leave us alone..." she muttered. The thoughts in Eleanea's head began to swim faster. If only there was a way to destroy her...If only there could be relative peace in her enemy's worlds... And now, Trell wouldn't help her. Eleanea was alone in the fight. Fighting Jandercia would mean Trell would hate her...She had told Eleanea not to fight her. But what did it matter? Trell could live in an Eleanea-free world. Indeed, it seemed as if they were always fighting.

Eleanea walked over to the door and hurried downstairs, walking out the front door into the night.

(( For The Website ))

2008-07-01T17:42:30Z

(( Here you go, Trell. And, Jand, sorry if not all of this is accurate. ))

Eleanea glanced up at the tall towers of Silvermoon City. She had been absent for a little over two weeks now, and it felt odd to be back. Her Hawkstrider, Mithiri, squawked, as if something unsettled her. Eleanea's eyes traveled over to the black haired woman on a flaming horse, next to the mailbox.
     "Jandercia." The name fell heavily on the already thick atmosphere. Jandercia turned and smirked at Eleanea.

"Hello there," she said. The mage girl's lips tightened into a thin line, and she shifted her head slightly.

"Have you seen Trell at all?" she asked, not bothering with a greeting in return.

"No...Oh, wait. I have, actually. In a Dwarven village," was the warlock's reply. Eleanea blinked, surprised. What's she doing there? was the question running through her head. She shook her head and continued her questions.

"What about Mynai? Have you seen her?" Jandercia smirked at this question.

"Well...Trell's not the only one who can sense auras, let me tell you that," she said. Eleanea grew impatient, and small, flickering flames licked at her fingers.

"Then where is Mynai, Jandercia?"

"She's dead, dear." Eleanea stared at the warlock woman for a long time, and then laughed bitterly.

"All right, not funny. Really, where is she?" she asked.
"I'm not joking, Eleanea. She's dead." She stared at her, once again, but this time, she didn't laugh. Her eyes grew watery, and her voice grew strangled. "Vexis and Callithen killed her." Eleanea took off, past the Murder Row inn and into the Bazaar. She tucked herself into a corner in the south side of the Bazaar, sobbing. She didn't see or hear Jandercia coming towards her and putting her arm around her. From then on, the cruel, harsh warlock woman became unusual warm and kind towards the weeping girl. She rubbed her back and spoke comfortingly, very much like a mother. But whatever she said, Eleanea could hardly hear her. She believed Jandercia had said her daughter was dead, but she couldn't tell.


Soon, however, Eleanea took off towards home, though no one would be there. She sat on her bed, her tears residing. Mynai couldn't be dead. She couldn't be. It was a lie; she would always be there, solid, always ready to laugh and comfort. She wasn't dead.
         Then why does the world look so bleak? Eleanea asked herself.

A Short Entry

2008-06-13T15:08:58Z

Light, it's been such a long time...Things have been hectic, and I sort of forgot I even had a journal. Sad, isn't it? Well, no more of that. I hope.
I'll explain things in a nutshell, then. I've been all through Azeroth, and some of the Outlands. I've had to 'lay low' for a bit, or else risk losing my job. The headmaster dislikes the subjects I've been teaching to the children; he says there's been too much music and not enough MAGIC. He found out that I was telling the children that crystals are horrible, and he said I had to leave. The heavens only know what the horrible woman who took over for me did to the apprentices. They were looked traumatized when I came back.
A friend and fellow teacher of mine persuaded the headmaster to let me back in, but he hasn't had a civil word to say to me since. Oh, well. I must make it seem like I'm abiding by the 'Academy Rules.' The children can act, I'm sure; they'll play along.

Many things have happened, now that I'm back in Silvermoon, but those stories are for other days. For now, though, I must get re-accquainted with my surroundings. (Thank the Light my family knew where I've been! My friends wouldn't have had a moment's peace.)

(( BYEEE, and second half of the story. ))

2008-04-07T20:50:54Z

(( It is with a heavy heart I bid my fellow LiveJournal-ians adieu...

FOREVER!

Just kidding. I got you, didn't I? DIDN'T I?!

Moving on...I will be gone from LiveJournal for a bit, but I don't know how long. This makes it crucial for you ALL to be on WoW. (I'm looking at you, Myn. And here is the second half of the story, as promised. ))

Eleanea drew her dagger swiftly across the throat of the towering Troll. He roared with rage as his head fell. The scream continued to ring in her ears even as she kicked the head off the mountain. The rain was still pouring, and she had braided her hair, the end tied off with a thin golden ribbon from the bodice of her gown.
     She was sick of the rain, and had been coughing for the past hour. She felt weak and could hardly move her legs. As she reached the bottom of the mountain, however, she collapsed. From that point, all was black.

At least, for a little while. When Eleanea awoke, she found herself bundled up next to a merrily crackling fire. She could hear bustling behind her, but she was too tired to turn around. She looked up at a high window. Glorious, glorious golden sunlight was streaming into the room, drowning Eleanea in a pool of light. She smiled, but someone stood in front of her. His golden hair was almost blinding.
        "Kelan." She was surprised, and somewhat relieved. He grinned jauntily.
       "You sleep far too much, you know," he said. He turned around, and an old woman with a friendly face and gray hair put in a bun appeared.
      "Oh, she's awake!" the old woman said in a sweet, warm voice. Eleanea smiled and made herself sit up. "What a pretty girl you found, Kelan." Kelan blushed, but Eleanea intervened.
     "I thank you both for your hospitality, but---" The old woman cut her off.
    "No, dear. You simply must stay and have a bite to eat," she said kindly. The younger woman could hardly refuse. Forcing a smile, she nodded.
   "I...Alright," she said, though she really didn't want to stay. Not that she wasn't grateful for their kindness; on the contrary, she was surprised and happy about it. But she didn't want help on this 'I'm-going-to-be-independent' journey. She would now admit that she was being proud; but back then, there was not a chance she would say anything of the sort.

Eleanea packed up her things, glowing and joyous. The meal she had with Kelan, his sister, Eane, and his grandmotherhad been full of laughs, and she felt elated. She liked them all very much. But now, she felt a squirm in her stomach everytime she saw Kelan; it was sour and sweet, but not in an unpleasant way. She had never liked a person so much as she liked him. She learned that he was a Paladin, and was just eighteen, two years older than she. Eane was Eleanea's age exactly. She smiled as she slung her backpack over her shoulder, and Kelan entered the room.
        "You'll really go on your adventures alone?" he asked. She tilted her head.
        "I think I may," she said. He smirked.
       "Oh? And what if you pass out again?" She gazed at him. His eyes were even more laughing and teasing, now. Eleanea clasped a hand over the glass nightingale pendant, which was as long as her hair.
       "Perhaps a knight in shining armor will come and rescue me again," she teased, and turned towards the door. Kelan blinked, and then quickly followed after her.
      "I'm coming with you," he informed her. Eleanea turned slowly, stared at him, and walked out the door. She heard him follow her, and despite her not wanting help, she couldn't help but smile.

(( Ele Story ))

2008-04-07T02:35:07Z

(( Everyone else had a story for their character, so I wanted one. ZomgEle'spastnowai. It'll be kind of a love story, kind of an adventure story. It will be continued after this, however, and will take a while to complete. ))

Eleanea laughed, and it reverberated off the stone walls. The dark, curly haired girl next to her, however, frowned.
      "It's not funny! You'll get in awful trouble!" she whispered severely. Eleanea sobered, but her green-gold eyes sparkled with glee.
     "Arki, how will I get in trouble if I'm not here?" she asked. She glanced around the academy's walls. "This place is for high born people. How do we know if I was high born, hmm?" Arki sighed.
     "It isn't for high born people, Eleanea. It's for learning--"
     "For people who have a lot of money," finished Eleanea calmly. Arki's nose wrinkled, as it so often did when she was frustrated.
     "How will you survive, out there?" she asked. At this, the auburn haired girl laughed loudest of all. Some apprentices whirled around and glared, while others giggled. In fact, one brown haired girl stood, her pink lips smirking.
     "Have you forgotten who Eleanea is? The Goddess of the Streets, the Mistress of the Dagger! In our presence is the Majesty---"
     "Alright, we get it," said Arki moodily. She looked at her friend and brushed a strand of hair away from her face. "I don't want you to get hurt," she whispered tearfully. Eleanea took her hand and squeezed it.
      "I won't. But there's so much out there, outside the academy walls. I don't want to live the cushy life anymore," she said. "I leave at dusk."

Eleanea slung her backpack over her shoulder. The pretty green gown she wore tripped her, and she nearly fell out the window. She caught her balance and slowly clambered out the open window. The delicious smelling spring breeze welcomed her. Fitting her feet into the many loose stones, Eleanea slowly made her way down the tower. Her hair streamed down her back, which felt refreshing after being held up for so long. But, as she looked down, she gasped. The city was beautiful by night. Candles glittered in the homes of people who were still awake. The city looked like a model, filled with large buildings and taverns. The stars dusted the velvety black sky, glittering like gems in a ball gown.
            Finally, Eleanea reached the ground. She spied a man smoking in the corner. She saw a guard patrolling around the city, who clearly would rather be inside a tavern. She smirked a little, shifted her backpack, and started down the road.

The din of the Wayfarer's Tavern was almost deafening. Men bellowed bawdy songs, and women danced. Two rogues, a Blood Elf and Troll, whispered in the corner. An undead was tossing his own head up and down. The barmistress passed around drinks. Eleanea felt eyes on the back of her head, but she ignored them. She was fascinated with this place. She walked into one rowdy guard who was clearly drunk. He slurred flirtations at her, and she got away as quickly as possible.
               Eleanea walked up the ramp, scooting through the crowd. She found the upstairs impossibly quiet. She walked silently towards an empty room and fell upon a bed. She slept peacefully, her dreams swimming with joy and relief.

"Hey!" She felt someone poke her arm. Eleanea's eyes fluttered open. A tall, handsome Blood Elf stood before her. His golden hair shimmered in the sunlight. She blinked and rose.
        "Lazy bones." The man grinned, and Eleanea perked a brow. The sixteen year old eyed him carefully.
        "What time is it?" she inquired.
        "Eleven." She blinked again.
        "That late?!" The man chuckled. She couldn't help but notice, once again, how handsome he was. His eyes glittered with mischief and laughter. Finally, he bowed low. Eleanea swooped into a quick curtsey and darted around the room, looking frantically for her backpack. The man, however, caught her arm and stopped her search.
        "Settle yourself, young woman," he said. "You'll need something to eat before you go." Eleanea stared at him, before truly taking in his words.
         "W--? Oh! Oh, yes, perhaps..." They made their way downstairs.
        "My name is Kelan, by the way," the man said.
      "Eleanea," she replied. He smiled, and her already rosy cheeks became red. As they reached the first floor, she realized she wasn't hungry.
      "I really must go," she said suddenly. Kelan looked surprised and slightly crestfallen, but he shook it off.
     "You're sure?" he asked. She nodded vigorously.
     "Our paths will meet again, I'm sure," she said. With that, she ran out the door and into Eversong Woods.

Eleanea tripped and fell. The great beast roared and beared down upon her. She screamed and shoved her dagger into its chest. It rolled over, clearly dead, blood spurting from its chest. She rose, breathing heavily. The rain poured down, drenching every inch of her, plastering her hair to her face. She tilted her head up, the rain welcome.
           "Thank the Light," she murmured. She turned toward the rolling hills and started up them, muddy and bleeding, perfectly unaware of her fate.

(( Nine Whole Puppies. OOC. ))

2008-04-04T03:44:53Z

Yes, I'm fairly sure they're whole, and positive that there's nine; four girls and five boys. I can't wait until they're walking around! AND HERE...HERE! is the picture. I'll get a better one up. This was taken with a camera phone.

The brown lump of a dog is the exhausted mother. It took 48 hours to get them all out. I've formed an attachment with one little black puppy and the yellow one. Reminder: They are labradors, will have their eyes open in about 10 days, and will be walking in 3-5 weeks.

The Love Still Goes On

2008-03-31T19:04:12Z

I'm writing from the inn in Gadgetzan. I've been out in that desert they call Tanaris all day, and I suspect that's how I'll be spending the next week.

Last night, I saw Steyr for the first time in a month or two. He didn't look extremely happy. He told me that he felt horrible for never being around, and I told him that I didn't care.
    "But I do. I've been so busy, running around and playing the 'hero' that I disregarded your feelings. And you know, that's not fair," he said. I bit my lower lip.
     "This isn't going to end with a "I'm not good enough for you," is it?" I asked quietly. He chuckled weakly.
     "I don't feel good enough for anyone, at the moment, but especially not you. You're too kind and caring to deserve this." I closed my eyes.
     "You have to do what you think is best, Steyr," I said. He sighed.
     "I'm never around, Eleanea. And don't think I want this...But I promised my uncle I'd protect, and..." I cut him off, sliding out of his embrace.
     "I know. And I respect that," I said, willing myself not to burst into tears. "This would be so much easier for both of us if it followed with an 'I hate you.'
     "I'll never say that, Eleanea, not in a thousand years. I love you too much." I want to hug him, to kiss him, tell him I'd follow him anywhere. But I couldn't. I merely swallowed my tears and smiled sadly.
    "I love you, too, Steyr. But I understand that you want me to be happy. Though I can't honestly say I'm thrilled, I don't hate you, either."
    "I know. You're not that kind of person," he said softly. He hugged me briefly. "But can you do me one...one favor?'
    "Anything."
    "Don't get back together with Renais," he said, smiling sadly. I laughed slightly.
   "That will never happen," I said. With a last, long, sad look, he took his leave. I wish I had chased after him, telling him how much I loved him, telling him he could be gone for a month or a year, and I'd love him just the same. I wish none of this ever happened. I know how much it hurt him to let me go, and it hurt me just as much.

That was the short version, though. Most of it is a blur. I left without telling my family, but perhaps when Trell's around, she'll tell them. I need time by myself, to re-group and simply cry. But, of course, Steyr and I will remain good friends. But I don't think I'll be able to look at him without feeling my heart swell. I do love him.

(( The real reason? He's leaving for college in the fall, and will probably kill off Steyr. I told him to break-up with Ele if he ever kills of Steyr. But that probably won't help at all. XD ))

I'm Not Dead

2008-03-28T02:59:20Z

No, indeed. I'm quite alive. I've just been terribly busy re-writing every piece of music I've ever written or bought. (( I'm looking at you, Jand. )) Jandercia made three quite demonic weapons. After Trell and I requested she take them back, she said she couldn't. I was infuriated. So, I removed the weapon from my person, but apparently, it flew back into my backpack. And guess what I saw when I pulled it out?

Every single piece of music I own, attached to the bloody thing.

I went completely insane. I had worked extremely hard on every piece of music that was speared and ruined. My greatest and oldest, my worse and youngest songs, completely destroyed. I cried for a long time, if only out of exasperation. While copying this music, I didn't bother to take care of myself; I locked myself in my room or in the Brill townhall and wrote and wrote and wrote. I hardly ate, slept, or talked to anyone. Finally, though, I'm all done.

LATER:
Malendria's been telling me I've been looking a lot healthier, which is good. Only recently have I started looking sickly; ever since I started visiting Silvermoon a lot. Perhaps lack of it is better for me?

(( My WoW Race. OOC ))

2008-03-20T03:59:12Z

This is what I got on a WoW personality quiz:

"You are a Blood Elf! People have accused you of being picky, arrogant, and even a little obsessive at times. But hey, it's not your fault you're amazing at everything you do! Maybe if they were a tad more refined they'd be able to compete with you."

THAT DOESN'T SOUND LIKE ME AT ALL. Jerks and liars, they is.

Always and Anywhere (song)

2008-03-18T23:58:15Z

(Melody is very sweet, med-speed.)

The more you love me,
The more I love myself.
In my dreams,
I dreamt of a place where only you and I dwell.

[CHORUS:]
Always will I follow you,
And to anywhere at all.
I won't look back,
I know that we're safe.
No one can stop us now.

There is not a day
When I don't think of you.
There isn't a night
When I don't dream of you.

Let's leave this place tonight,
But, shh. Keep it a secret.
We'll find our place before morning sun rises.

[Chorus]

No one will know our name,
No one will care who we are,
Or from where we came.
We've both longed to be free,
Now's our chance.

Love has been seen, heard, sung.
All I want is to give myself to you,
Completely and wholly.

[Chorus]

I'll lead you to the ends of the earth,
Hand-in-hand we'll run.
Let's forget this life, now.
No one will stop us, now.

Written for Steyr Khane

Visit From a Foe

2008-03-17T20:07:57Z

My foster-father, Kal'ran, came for a visit today, surprisingly. He arrived without telling us, at that. I dismissed my siblings and Anna from this meeting. I know they wouldn't make this a pleasant visit. Kal'ran smiled the nasty smile of his when he saw me.
       "What a lovely young woman you've grown into," he said. "Gotten yourself off the streets, eh?" I pursed my lips.
       "Yes, sir," I said politely. He eyed my scarred face and hands.
       "But she still hasn't been able to keep herself out of troubled," he whispered. I rose and forced myself to smile. I offered him some tea, which he declined. Kal'ran was still watching me, judging my every moment. Sooner or later, I knew, he would try to get a rise out of me. I would play the perfect, lovely lady. He would have nothing to criticize me about.
       "And you are not married?" he asked. I shook my head.
       "No, sir," I said, respectfully lowering my eyes. He smirked.
       "Ran away from any engagements?" he inquired. I knew he was referring to my running away, when I was engaged to a man twice my age. This time, I raised my eyes, staring hard at him.
      "No, sir. But I am in a lovely relationship with a lovely man," I said tersely. He perked a brow.
     "Is that so? Who?" I told him little about Steyr, save his name and his occupation. He didn't deserve more from me. For once, Kal'ran seemed impressed with me.
     "A Blood Knight, eh? Lucky you. Your sisters (foster sisters, in any case,) remain unmarried, save one. Pity, really. Such pretty girls. Though I daresay you've become just as lovely, perhaps even more so..." Here is where he rose and walked over to me. His face was inches from mine, and his breath smelled foul, as always. I drew back and stood.
     "I doubt that, sir," I whispered. "But I would rather be renowned for my intellect than my beauty."
     "Eleanea, Eleanea." He grinned, showing yellow teeth. "You are eighteen now, yes? Unmarried, hm? Perhaps you should come home with me, to visit your sisters." He stepped forward.
     "I can visit my sisters whenever I wish, sir," I said. "For they are upstairs." Kal'ran reached out to grab me. I pressed a flaming hand on his shoulder. He slapped me. I reeled back. Aarfen walked slowly down the stairs. (( Time for the smack down! ))
    "Is there a problem here?" His deep, calm voice was a miracle. "Because, if there is, I'm sure someone will be able to settle it." He moved off the last step and stood next to me. Kal'ran smiled that oily smile.
     "Of course not. Merely conversing," he said. Aarfen turned my face towards him.
     "Funny, then," he said. "That Eleanea would have a bruise on her cheek when she didn't have one before. You are dismissed, sir."

                                                                   ~~~
At any rate, I wish I could have taken care of Kal'ran myself. With so much pent up adrenaline, he would have been a good target. But I'm sure this wasn't the last of him.

(( ALSO! St. Patrick's Day. :D! YAY FOR IRELAND. ))

Of Renais

2008-03-16T06:09:17Z

Infuriating man that he is, Renais has decided to speak to me again. Aren't things going bad enough? He insults Steyr and tells me how to live my life. Gah! Why can't he go far, far away? He follows me and appears at random times, interrupting conversations. When I'm alone, he says I'm 'reclusive.' At the same time, while he's insulting Steyr, he drops hints that he's a much better man to be with. Pfah!
He can run to his little whelp of a girl, Elynari. She throws herself all over him, and good enough for him. Renais deserves a woman who will most likely cheat on him. While he's relatively civil to me, he insulted Emeraldsky today in a way which I shall not pen. ~~He is a worthless man who should jump off a cliff. A waste of skin who should stab himself.~~ A nuisance who should LEAVE ME ALONE. If he's not careful, he may find a sword in his gut.

Callithen

2008-03-15T01:52:32Z

Must there always be a complication in life?

I found Callithen talking to Jandercia. You can only imagine how angry I was, him asking her where Mynai was. I played along for a bit, Jandercia constantly whispering to me to ask if she could hurt him. I replied no every time. Soon, I gave in and 'showed' Callithen where Mynai was. I told him she had fallen off a cliff in Mulgore, along with Anjula.
He pretended extreme grief. I gave him a hug, while gagging behind his back. But when I tried to wriggle out of his grip, he wouldn't release me. Jandercia's bird squawked at him, and I was free. Then, the bird vomitted on him. It was all I could do to stop from laughing. He became furious, and I feigned surprise. He apologized profusely, saying his emotions were running every which way. But the bird vomitted again, and he threatened to kill it.
When the Hawkstrider pecked him, he ran like a little boy. His tone was shaking and scared, not the seductive smoothness it once was. He told Jandercia that his minion, Vexis, had Elarissa. Jandercia snapped. She roared with anger. I called Callithen numerous violent, harsh names. But he only laughed and said that if we touched him, Elarissa would be killed. He seemed far more courageous, when he knew we couldn't touch him. But, soon, he disappeared.

And, all the while, I've been missing Steyr horribly.

Elithaen

2008-03-14T18:58:58Z

I met with Mynai's brother, Elithaen, today. We bumped into each other, rather. He looked dashing in a well-tailored, new-looking suit. But he also looked very upset. I immediately knew the cause and asked what Trell had done. He didn't quite reply and asked for advice on how to win Trell over.
I told him to just...try to be her friend, and her friend only, for now. I didn't have the heart to say that he would never have a chance with Trell; she's far too afraid to be in love. (( That's right. I called her a coward. NOW MARRY ELITHAEN. )) I was very upset that I couldn't have been of more help. Elithaen is charming, and Trell would be lucky to have him.

Jandercia

2008-03-13T21:30:51Z

That Void witch. That Nether-swallowed-and-thrown whelp. *Several more extremely violent, rude, and more modern curses are written on the page.* (( They have been omitted so you won't choke on whatever beverage you may be drinking. )) We went to Maraudon to have her be sharing bodies with her good (mildly) and evil self.

I'll write more later today.

Later
To explain...Apparently, when we went to get Trell's Light, Dark Jandercia ecscaped. She took Jandercia's body, which had collapsed. Now, the two Jandercias are sharing bodies. Lovely. Just bloody, effing lovely.

Druids and Ashenvale

2008-03-12T01:51:24Z

Just a quick post.

I went to Ashenvale to get my eyes fixed up today. The Druids were most obliging. I can see most perfectly now, perhaps even better. I met Trell there, who looked much better. We both saw a slight vision of Dark Jandercia, however. What could she be doing in the mortal world?

OOC Spam Post

2008-03-11T23:04:07Z

HAHAHAHA.

I have a cold. How do ya feel about that?

Happy?

Depressed?

Opressed?

Scientific?

Writa-tific?

OOC Post. Again.

2008-03-10T21:21:22Z

Yes. There will be a lot more IC posts, soon. Bear with me, eh? ANYWAY...Here's something I wrote today that was modeled after what Queen Elizabeth I carved into a window while held prisoner by her sister, Mary. Here is the original:

               Much suspected, by me
              Nothing proved can be
            Quoth Elizabeth, prisoner.
She was blamed for treason, mebelieves. Here is mine; (it fits with a situation at school)


         Prisoner of heart and mind,
        No secrets to be betrayed.
        Forced to lie and smile
      Quoth Anna, puppet in a masquerade.

I'm aware that it isn't the same as Elizabeth's, but that's what gave me inspiration.

misseleanea @ 2008-03-09T20:15:00

2008-03-10T00:34:57Z

Well, well, well...Today HAS been an interesting one. We went under Lordaeron and got Trell's Light back. Allow me to explain.

I found Trell's journal today and discovered her and Jandercia's plan to reclaim the former's former magic. Naturally, I invited myself. (I was not missing this.) We, meaning Jandercia, Trell, and I, headed out. The first creature we encountered was spider-like. It may not sound it, but it was terrifying. Trell and I killed it together and headed onward. What we next encountered, however, I think will haunt me for years to come.
I'm not even sure how to explain it looked like, except that it was gigantic and blob-like. It was scarred with numerous limbs. But what I heard coming from it surprised me even more; a Dark Jandercia, Aeneaele, a raving-mad Sha'zin, and a deep voice. The Entity was far, far more frightening, but I do not wish to relive it by giving its description. Sha'zin screamed for our blood while the deep voice taunted. Dark Jandercia took over Jandercia's body.
A wolf of fire, in the form of Ebella, appeared. She was a comfort, oh, yes. It was like have Malendria and her pet, whom I love dearly, there. But she charged at the Entity and was swallowed whole. Jandercia, Trell, and I all threw up our own shields. The limbs from the Entity were able to get through the shadow and Fel ones, but couldn't get through my arcane ones. Finally, though, the Entity tainted my shields and they collapsed. Trell and I were lifted off the ground. I attacked the Entity with everything I had, including Light, which burned it. Soon, Trell yelled for me to cover my ears. I did. She released a Banshee scream so severe you could see the sound waves. She told me to create a pillar of Light and I dropped it on the Entity. I did this over and over again, Sha'zin shrieking all the while.

Finally, after much Banshee screams and Light pillars, the Entity was killed. I fell to the ground, extremely weak. Wisps of red, black, and purple (who was Aen) came from the Entity. Trell begged me to capture the wisp of red in shadow. I mustered up the last of my strength and did so. But a serpent away with Jandercia's now limp body. Trell ran away, and I saw a blinding Light in the distance. I smiled weakly, half-blinded, and fell down the stairs. Now I find myself, healed but still not seeing well, at home. What happened before this, I cannot say. I remember vaguely being brought to the Naaru, A'dal, by Trell.

But, oh glorious day, Trell has gotten her Light back!!!

Missing Contact From PEOPLE.

2008-03-05T20:25:17Z

I have hardly seen anyone for the past week. Honestly, I would take talking to Renais, by now. The closest thing I've had to talking was listening to some man sing in Booty Bay. I bet my voice is hoarse from lack of use. Athela, Aarfen, and Malendria all went off somewhere. I'm home alone. I thought about writing, but that wouldn't be speech, would it? Singing might work, but my piano needs tuning.

...

What a hopelessly dreary life.

OOC; Goin' To Boston

2008-03-02T04:54:08Z

A second OOC post. :O But I shall share the experience of going on subways and walking through Boston. Because they amuse me. HAHAHAHA.

Me and twelve other people went to the Muesem of Science in Boston earlier today, and I went on my FIRST subway. :O!! Okay...Let me tell you that it was absolutely disgusting. And, I swear, there was a guy with tourettes in one of the stations. He was screaming, "HEEEEEEEEY!" for a solid five minutes. Anywho...

The first train we went on was acceptable. The other one, we were squished into and people I don't know were all pressed up against me. Then we got on the WRONG subway, and had to go to dinner before we went to the Omni Theater. We went to a German restaurant, which was very good. But the people next to us were clearly drunk, and I saw three jugs of beer being led to their table. It was kinda funny.
When we were walking over to the German place, we ran across the street. The hand signal thing wouldn't change. We almost got hit by a CAR. :) Lovely. (We were clearly not city people.) And then, for the rest of the night, we ran across streets before hand signals said we could go. It was fun. XD.

The Science Muesem was awesome. There were stairs that, when you walked on them, made music! The Omni Theater made me light-headed at first, though. The roof and some of the walls were engulfed with screen. My new friend, Abby, and I got glared at by some bitter old woman for laughing at the beginning. The lady who was testing the sound was weird. <.< The movie was good, though. It was about a guy who climbed an area in The Alps. But the thing I learned most is that I am NEVER doing that. It looked extreeeemely scary.

We stayed in the giftshop for about an hour, playing with toys. :D. One of the people who came with us was a guy fresh from Korea. He was really nice, and told me that my cat's name in Korean means "apple." His name was Tesung. On the last subway, I almost fell into some guy's lap. That thing is WAY too rickety.

All in all, it was very, very fun. WHEEE!

Updating

2008-03-01T02:15:46Z

Trell and I have had yet another argument. It was about Malendria, of all things. Trell called her a "Void-witch." I slapped her. We have not spoken since. What brought on this sudden hatred of Malendria is unknown to me.

Mynai hasn't been around that often, but I did see her a night or two ago. She didn't look that good. I pray she will be alright.

The person I'm missing most is Steyr, however. I have not seen him since the Lunar Festival was around.