[Korethael]
Taking my brother's advice, I've set up residence in Shattrath city, though while he never really claimed one faction or another, staying with the Scryers out of convenience, I've decided to ally myself with the Aldor. I've studied magic from a Sin'dorei standpoint all my life, a new perspective could prove to be wonderfully illuminating.
The Naaru are... indescribable. I've already spent a few hours sitting in the presence of the largest, just enjoying the pervading peace that surrounds... him? It, and the company of Bereth, takes a bit of the edge off the loneliness I feel, both because of the separation from my brother and Hitoh, and because this city is hardly the bustling center of activity it once was. I never thought I'd miss Orgrimmar.
Yesterday in Hellfire, not far from the Alliance outpost, I had the extreme misfortune to run into a Fel Reaver. I managed to escape it's notice, but that metallic roaring is going to haunt my sleep for a while. Tori hadn't exaggerated on that, at least. In fact, he actually may have understated for once in his life.
He sent me a message the other day, with a rather odd request for an enchantment. I found out what it was for, after a sufficient amount of badgering. I wanted to be sure whatever it was I was bespelling wasn't going to be used in some sort of prank I could be blamed for. Fortunately, there is little mischief even my twin can get himself into with a child's toy.
Children. I suppose I like them well enough, in small doses. I doubt I will ever want any of my own, partly because children have a habit of getting into things and places they shouldn't, and when those things are dangerous spell components, well...
And also partly because I can remember both of us being cursed when were young. When we had been up to some mischief or another, our father would laughingly throw his hands in the air and cry, "May your children be just like you!" Our tutors had said the same thing a time or two, but with far less laughter, and more teary-eyed frustration.
The Naaru are... indescribable. I've already spent a few hours sitting in the presence of the largest, just enjoying the pervading peace that surrounds... him? It, and the company of Bereth, takes a bit of the edge off the loneliness I feel, both because of the separation from my brother and Hitoh, and because this city is hardly the bustling center of activity it once was. I never thought I'd miss Orgrimmar.
Yesterday in Hellfire, not far from the Alliance outpost, I had the extreme misfortune to run into a Fel Reaver. I managed to escape it's notice, but that metallic roaring is going to haunt my sleep for a while. Tori hadn't exaggerated on that, at least. In fact, he actually may have understated for once in his life.
He sent me a message the other day, with a rather odd request for an enchantment. I found out what it was for, after a sufficient amount of badgering. I wanted to be sure whatever it was I was bespelling wasn't going to be used in some sort of prank I could be blamed for. Fortunately, there is little mischief even my twin can get himself into with a child's toy.
Children. I suppose I like them well enough, in small doses. I doubt I will ever want any of my own, partly because children have a habit of getting into things and places they shouldn't, and when those things are dangerous spell components, well...
And also partly because I can remember both of us being cursed when were young. When we had been up to some mischief or another, our father would laughingly throw his hands in the air and cry, "May your children be just like you!" Our tutors had said the same thing a time or two, but with far less laughter, and more teary-eyed frustration.