Unstructured Snippets

So I decided to go to the Refuge campfire with Mom.  She said it was pirate themed, so it sounded like it would be fun, and I haven't been dancing in months, so I felt like I needed a little fun.

I needed some appropriate pirate clothes, too...and Miss Juniandi showed up to provide some. My mom and I were dressed the same....and Juni was groping her.

Wierdness. Total and complete wierdness.

And then Mom gets mad at me for wigging, but how could I not, she was getting fondled in public....by someone not my dad.  Not that I'd want to watch her get fondled by Daddy...Ewwww.  I know I got here somehow, but I don't need to know the details.  Just Ewww...

BAD IMAGES... but those weren't nearly as bad or as weird as what came after.  I was having a good time at the party, dancing and getting just tipsy enough to take the edge off but, you know, not really drunk, because I remember the last time I got drunk it was Not Good, and Daddy had to come and Mom was there sitting on my bed and...

Yeah...so not getting too drunk. That's bad.

I was minding my own business and dancing and Daddy walks up, except he's wearing a shirt that shows entirely too much chest and pants that are entirely too tight and...

What is up with fashion. Honestly.

He hit on me. My Daddy....hit on me. Talked about how awesome my ass is... and well, that might be true, but he's my Daddy, even if he doesn't know it yet, and he's not supposed to notice what my ass looks like.

EWWWWWWWWW!

EWWWWWWWW!

I'm totally going to have to take a bath in bleach, the way he was looking at me. I managed to maneuver him over to Mom, though, and snuck away while he was distracted and went to go sit with some other nice elves that were there, 'cause I wanted to talk with the engineer guy, Xerrak, about engineering. I've always liked tinkering with things, but only just decided that I wanted to actually do something with it, and I thought maybe talking with him would help me decide, and...

Mom and Dad were fighting.  She was totally riding his ass for how strong he was coming on. Actually, I should probably take some notes for the next time I need to get rid of some creep, because she did a pretty good job of sending him away with his tail tucked between his legs, but that's no good, because I need Mom and Dad to, you know, actually get along and stuff.

AND THEN...

The wierd troll came.  Not the nice one, Mel'lodi, who pretended to be my boyfriend to try to get the creepos (including my dad) to go leave me alone, but a different one that was five people all in one person and was crazy as a Ashenvale furbolg on Kungaloosh.  He grabbed me and said I was "The One" and insisted on staying right there by me and saying he was guarding me and Sunwell, how do I manage to pick up these people?

Bad thing is, he seemed to know things he shouldn't too, about me and what I'm doing here, and weird as he is, I feel like I should at least keep him close so he can't go about telling everyone what he's saying.

...So I ended up in that Mel'lodi troll's lap trying to get away from the crazy dude and he was naked except for his tabard and I was already embarrassed from Daddy talking about my ass like it's a piece of meat and it was just the weirdest night of my entire life and I don't ever want it to happen again.

((Poor Callie... :P Poor Pierse when he figures out who he's been ogling!))

Everything is so very strange...and a bit heartbreaking.

The world is so changed. And then to see Greatmother Rayen alive and well.  And my uncle and teacher is younger than me.

It's all so overwhelming.

I found my mother...and explained things to her.  She was a lot quicker about deciding to believe me than I thought.  Maybe Mom just knows herself that well.  It looks like she's in good hands.

Now I just have to find Dad.

And somehow set them up without either one knowing who the other is.

This could be....difficult.

Sat by the lake this afternoon listening to Cheveyo and Kareth talking. Talking about leaving and things.  Sounds like he thinks when he breaks up with his girlfriend he'll have to go away.

Men....pfft. Even the nice ones go off and break your heart and leave you wondering what you did wrong.

I don't really know how I feel about it, really. Raksha likes Kareth, doesn't want him to leave. Half wouldn't be surprised if Raksha left me to go mother him, and then I'd be stuck fighting with Othniel and all he ever thinks about is mating and I really don't need a whole pride of lions laying about the place as many animals as we've already got. Hmph...guess male beasts are just like male people.

I didn't like it when Momma adopted Kareth.  If he did leave, I don't know but I think it might just be what kills her. She really likes him...I know she's always taking care of other people, but she really likes him, enough to make him her son.

Maybe the girl will leave. Maybe neither of them will have to.  I don't know.

I don't like it. I don't want to see Momma hurt.  Shouldn't've ever started taking in strangers and getting attached to them anyway.

I....don't want him to go anywhere either.

Cagochi found me in the middle of the Plaguelands to tell me that she's getting married, and she's pregnant.  I honestly don't know how she finds me in the most obscure places, when I've not even told my sister where I'm going.

I'm working in Hellfire Peninsula now. All of my sister's tales of adventure seem so empty, finally seeing this horrible place.  I know I do good work here, and I am growing stronger daily, but I cannot but long for the moment that I can put my back to this place.

And why is every article of armor I acquire some horrendous shade of lavender that clashes with my skin?  I will not allow myself to be as vain as Fadhila, but this is beyond ridiculous.

Tauren girl shows up all dressed up like a voodoo priestess, says she wants me to find what spell some witch has put on her brother. Well, her money was good, and she looked gullible enough, so I put on the whole accent, witch-doctoring act and took her back to a cauldron where I did a few simple illusions and, sure enough, she was drawn in like a fish on a line....

Always like it when a mark begs you to take all their gold....if you can just help them.

Problem is, she was talking about this coven of witches living in Stonetalon, and as far as I know the only people living in Stonetalon besides the folks at Malakajin and a bunch of goblins are Meadhbh's friends and that old tauren, Rayen. Now I know none of them have been putting spells on people...well, Meadhbh might, I wouldn't put it past her, but she never had to put spells on any man to make him do as she said.

Girl's got talents...don't take enchantments to make them work. Almost wish I were young enough to take advantage of them myself.

Well, from what the not-so-little tauren girl told me, I half thought it sounded like something Meadhbh would be up to, seducing some tauren boy, but noooo, it wasn't her, I'd recognize her mark anywhere, it must be one of the other elf girls living over there.

Well, then the gramma showed up. You know, incorporeally. Sometimes it sucks to be a troll, especially when the spirits *really* want to talk.... Well, Gramma told me, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that the brother, fella named Kareth, wasn't under any sort of enchantment at all. All I could gather from all of them is that the boy has a girlfriend, the sister don't much care for the girlfriend because she don't like elves, and the Gramma thinks the sister is a nitwit.

Told the sister she needed to talk to her Gramma. Sister goes "But Gramma's dead, been dead for years!" ....I know that. Won't stop you from being able to talk to her. Figured druids would be smarter than that, they talk to animal spirits all the time, don't they? Now I got to find some sort of real witch doctor to sell me the proper potions.

Dammit, it'll probably take all of the money I managed to get off her too....

So Momma's got me trailing that runt, Kareth, all over the place. I lost him in Dun Morogh, though. He went into Ironforge, and them are some guards I'm not messing with, no matter what Momma says.  I can't slide right past them like she can, hiding in the shadows like a cat. Eventually I gave up and got tired of sitting in the cold and went back to the Crossroads to do my own work, and I came across that old man that lives at the house, Lokha...the old orc guy.

And he overhears me complaining about Momma using me like some sort of slave and starts giving me a lecture about "respecting my elders." He talked like my Momma was the end-all and be-all.

AND THEN...this other guy came up and added his two cents in, agreeing with the man that I was being disrespectful and rude about my mom. Complete stranger! How would he know anything about it? And talking about Lokha like he must be some sort of phenomenal warrior to reach such an old age.

I might respect my mom a little bit more if she didn't keep treating me like her OWN PERSONAL SERVANT.

Dammit. Why'd I have to be the baby, or the girl? She treats my brothers like they're royalty.

I'd better get back to looking for the runt...figure starting outside Stormwind is as good a place as any...he didn't come out of Ironforge, so if he didn't get captured, that's probably where he went.

Went on some march or somethingorother to pay our respects to Hellscream.  I've never been to the memorial, was more than happy to go visit.  It is as it should be, going to pay my respects to one of the greatest warriors we've ever seen. 

He saved us all...Daddy kept us from the war as well as he could, but he told us all of the stories.  He was a hero to all of our people.

There was an odd troll girl, fond of gadgets, so we got to talking about the things Daddy makes.

And she asked me out.

The last date I went on was some girl Mother set me up with, some high-ranking society chick with almost as much money as us.  It was boring as hell, and she was as soft and weak as pudding.

This troll, she's not a soldier, but she's not soft either.  So I said yes.  Figured I might as well try it out.  Made the mistake of telling my sister about it, but fortunately she wasn't around to try to stuff me into some idiotic looking dress for the occasion.  She went off pillaging some troll temple.

A dress looked nice on the troll, though.  Don't think they're much for me.

Sigel wanted to help me get dressed too, but she's just too....enthusiastic for me to put up with for long.  Mother Rayen needs to cut off her supply of coffee and chocolate, or something.  All that bouncing just makes me dizzy.

So I went on my date.  We went to the Gallows, but there was no Gallows.  So, we went swimming.  She said she knew a really nice spot, and she did, though I might have to show her another that I've found in Stranglethorn one day.  It was pretty, if a little close to a human garrison for my tastes.

Felt a bit dangerous, swimming right next door to our enemies, though I imagine that any of the soldiers that caught us didn't worry too much over raising the alarm, with something so much more fun to watch.  Eventually we caught a bit of a chill, so we just sat and watched the sun set and dried off.  It was a nice evening.  Might have to do it again.

At least Fadhila won't be able to pester me about never taking time to relax.  I've had a date.  So there!

You'd've thought I'd have figured that out a long time ago, with three big brothers.  Should've never gotten married in the first place, no matter if it's what a young woman's supposed to do when she reaches a certain age.

Well, that's over and done with.  I can't even bring myself to feel sad. Relieved, sort of, and free, but not sad.  I guess that means it's a good thing.

Momma's being suprisingly good about not asking questions...though I suspect she's asking the other girls to check up on me.  Miss Chrysalis was asking me if I was alright earlier, and I know she'll just report back to Momma.  I also know that they don't believe me when I say I'm alright.  That's okay.  I am alright, but it doesn't make anymore sense to me than it would to them.

  This place is a damn estrogen party, though.  I thought Momma said she had more guys living here.

I do not understand this obsession with relaxation.

I spent the evening in Wailing Caverns with Fineas and the new elf at the Refuge. She is somewhat exciteable. Fineas fights well, for a small man. The creatures there were of no difficulty for him to slay, and he has quite a powerful hammer. I do not, however, believe he has studied proper strategems. Perhaps I should lend him my book.

I did spend some time this evening with a number of the new arrivals in Thunder Bluff and at Stonebull Lake. Everyone wished to go swimming. I refused, as I had no clothes on under my armor and did not wish to sink and drown, though perhaps attempting to stay afloat clothed in such a manner would have made for good training.

I shall have to research this.

My sister, as usual, is off galavanting over the world in some flying contraption she built. I can expect that she spent a great deal of our father's money to build it as well.

....she always seems to have so much fun, being irresponsible. It isn't fair!