Andovar - Ten.
Tired.
Cannot complain - sort that lives in smiles, rather than bones. Although if sparring today indication, latter soon to set in.
[Taps.]
Perhaps should remember exercises, next time.
To say has been 'nice' - understatement. Has been wonderful, exactly what required. Unfortunate Orcish and Draenic presences aside, Nagrand perfect choice.
Glad Lucrezia suggested. Carries natural beauty of North, without same harshness. Not that is easy land, no - but somehow seems softer. If were box, edges sanded down.
Suspect has to do with presence of nether. Or pink clouds.
Spoke with Varkanis in Shattrath, when Lucrezia spoke with own [Taps.] contact. Returned upset - given later explanation, cannot fault. Can lend some measure sympathy to Mistress Redbrook, but no real condolences. Man best off dead, for others and for self. Better for all that deceased, better still if had been sooner.
[Taps.]
Frankly, pleasantly surprised no punches thrown. At least that was informed of. Seemed to relax somewhat once reached campsite, any event.
Varkanis not doing well. Suspended: health grounds. Inquiry still pending. Believes interference with potions - blames unknown villain. Heavily implied Dawnshaper. Do not wish to doubt old friend, but paranoia accompanied symptoms before. Promised would do what could if needed, insisted like. Lent us drake for flight out.
Odd creature. Left partially-eaten clefthoof one morning. Suppose gift?
Think Lucrezia may intend to acquire, seemed to like. Drake, not clefthoof. Although latter would not surprise.
Have spoken (and done - remains beautiful, feel more lumbering creature than ever in compare) more of some things, not others. As always, uncertain how.
Trying.
Seems to want for [Taps.] greater openness in some matters. Uncertain how to approach those, largely. Have never understood those making simple work of such.
Continues asking what would do if war to end. Will not any time soon, and would serve even if had. Unless - until - am unable to. Many decades along yet, luck and strength willing. Response cue for further questions: what would do if were simply not option? Do not know how to say would rather not ponder. Clearly likes idea (at least, for moment) of purely civilian life.
Can tell wishes for answer, and [Taps.] do not have one.
Will make effort.
Still lashes out, occasionally, in sleep. Wish had way to lessen, for her sake - although grateful have so far avoided gaining nocturnal black eyes. Suspect light by bed helps with, and have grown more accustomed to its presence.
Own dreams have lessened, have been sleeping more deeply in recent weeks than did with [Taps.] visitors. Unhappy with presence, but cannot do else now. Should have reported.
Should have, did not. Would have meant trouble with Lucrezia, but is not excuse.
Have seen dangers firsthand, do not [Blot, several words scratched out beyond legibility.] fucking miserable rat and you told him, yet cannot tell her?
Fel.
After conversation, finding more difficult to regret prior confusion between shield and it. Should have just allowed to stitch wound. At least knows better than to 'visit' again, would think - if had not just contacted through book. Ignoring, for now. Hope will understand message. Or simply not wake up.
[Blot.]
Regret in return, but would be lying if did not admit some reassurance also.
Less to be found, of late. Restless. North teems with dead, seems always will. Always more. But even here, tide slows.
Unit split, broken apart. Have been with Reliquary since beginning of year, and still they splinter us further. Numbers trickle away into reassignment. Many sent South - aware some being sent to Wintergrasp, despite area's large abandonment. With resources there as stripped bare as memories bloody, cannot think force holding large.
Suspect would have informed, if sent South.
Do not know else to write of. Task plodding. Slows fingers, blunts tongue further. Feel words faded beyond recognizable meaning.
Will try, however. For her.
Cannot complain - sort that lives in smiles, rather than bones. Although if sparring today indication, latter soon to set in.
[Taps.]
Perhaps should remember exercises, next time.
To say has been 'nice' - understatement. Has been wonderful, exactly what required. Unfortunate Orcish and Draenic presences aside, Nagrand perfect choice.
Glad Lucrezia suggested. Carries natural beauty of North, without same harshness. Not that is easy land, no - but somehow seems softer. If were box, edges sanded down.
Suspect has to do with presence of nether. Or pink clouds.
Spoke with Varkanis in Shattrath, when Lucrezia spoke with own [Taps.] contact. Returned upset - given later explanation, cannot fault. Can lend some measure sympathy to Mistress Redbrook, but no real condolences. Man best off dead, for others and for self. Better for all that deceased, better still if had been sooner.
[Taps.]
Frankly, pleasantly surprised no punches thrown. At least that was informed of. Seemed to relax somewhat once reached campsite, any event.
Varkanis not doing well. Suspended: health grounds. Inquiry still pending. Believes interference with potions - blames unknown villain. Heavily implied Dawnshaper. Do not wish to doubt old friend, but paranoia accompanied symptoms before. Promised would do what could if needed, insisted like. Lent us drake for flight out.
Odd creature. Left partially-eaten clefthoof one morning. Suppose gift?
Think Lucrezia may intend to acquire, seemed to like. Drake, not clefthoof. Although latter would not surprise.
Have spoken (and done - remains beautiful, feel more lumbering creature than ever in compare) more of some things, not others. As always, uncertain how.
Trying.
Seems to want for [Taps.] greater openness in some matters. Uncertain how to approach those, largely. Have never understood those making simple work of such.
Continues asking what would do if war to end. Will not any time soon, and would serve even if had. Unless - until - am unable to. Many decades along yet, luck and strength willing. Response cue for further questions: what would do if were simply not option? Do not know how to say would rather not ponder. Clearly likes idea (at least, for moment) of purely civilian life.
Can tell wishes for answer, and [Taps.] do not have one.
Will make effort.
Still lashes out, occasionally, in sleep. Wish had way to lessen, for her sake - although grateful have so far avoided gaining nocturnal black eyes. Suspect light by bed helps with, and have grown more accustomed to its presence.
Own dreams have lessened, have been sleeping more deeply in recent weeks than did with [Taps.] visitors. Unhappy with presence, but cannot do else now. Should have reported.
Should have, did not. Would have meant trouble with Lucrezia, but is not excuse.
Have seen dangers firsthand, do not [Blot, several words scratched out beyond legibility.] fucking miserable rat and you told him, yet cannot tell her?
Fel.
After conversation, finding more difficult to regret prior confusion between shield and it. Should have just allowed to stitch wound. At least knows better than to 'visit' again, would think - if had not just contacted through book. Ignoring, for now. Hope will understand message. Or simply not wake up.
[Blot.]
Regret in return, but would be lying if did not admit some reassurance also.
Less to be found, of late. Restless. North teems with dead, seems always will. Always more. But even here, tide slows.
Unit split, broken apart. Have been with Reliquary since beginning of year, and still they splinter us further. Numbers trickle away into reassignment. Many sent South - aware some being sent to Wintergrasp, despite area's large abandonment. With resources there as stripped bare as memories bloody, cannot think force holding large.
Suspect would have informed, if sent South.
Do not know else to write of. Task plodding. Slows fingers, blunts tongue further. Feel words faded beyond recognizable meaning.
Will try, however. For her.