The Inked Lynx was dark and quiet when he stepped in, though the one room shop immediately brightened upon his entrance. Vinarian took no heed to the soft Arcane orbs and lights strung about, merely standing for a long silent moment.

His eyes were on the bar in the corner, focused on a lone bottle on the otherwise empty shelves. The champagne bottle ( Read more... )

Today is opening day.

I slept poorly last night, and even though I didn't really toss and turn, Aell woke up with me a lot. He's a rather light sleeper, and I had told him of my concerns the prior night, so he seemed to already know what troubled me. Laying there, he softly repeated comforts to settle me, and I finally managed to get a few more ( Read more... )

I know Aellundras did something to them. They're afraid of me. The goblin has bags under his eyes, could barely handle giving me the new contract, and his crewmen are avoiding eye contact with me. They're working quickly, as if the Lynx is haunted and they don't want to be here at all.

While I don't really care if he gave the goblins nightmares of ( Read more... )

Last night was a bit horrifying, and I was forced to admit that Aellundras is so pale and slender because he's actually quite ill.

I was forced to admit that there will be nothing I can do to help his coughing fits, and nothing that a healer hasn't already tried.

Feeling worthless is only the tip of what I feel--there's no words for the frustration ( Read more... )

The past couple of days have certainly been interesting, I will give it that.

I finally managed to get Kae's backpiece done. You know, for being who he is, I see that Kae's actually pretty moody. When we first arrived in Moonglade he seemed a little out of it, but as we went along I managed to get him to laugh and improve his mood.

His backpiece is ( Read more... )

I'm exhausted. I stayed up extremely late, seeing as Lindir had things on his mind and needed to speak about them. I was more than happy to listen to him and try to be as helpful as I can. Funny how Fox came to me to talk of relationships when I'm so new to them myself, but as I was listening to him, I realized that while he knows sex, he doesn't ( Read more... )

Ori and Khaav must be saints ( Read more... )

Lissandria is in so much trouble that it's nearly inconceivable, and I really don't believe she understands the extent of it ( Read more... )

Fickle fickle fickle.

Weak willed.

I have strength now, strength that I had to muster to leave. My heart's too heavy to cry.

I'll use this strength to take me to Orgrimmar. I have plums for Nathrae and Lindir.

I have strength.

Only Shar'diel to go.

The young lord cheerfully rolled into the room, not bothering to look behind him as he reached to shut the door behind him. Vinarian hadn't been spending much time in Pridehawk. He supposed it made sense--he and Shar'diel were trying to get settled in Dalaran, but deep down Sal'ithaene was hurt. After all this time apart, you would think his best ( Read more... )