Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Leaving Home

Pareesa’s journal
Ashenvale

I am leaving my home today. Darnassas does not have the same hold on me as it once did. Pyradessa’s death in Northrend has split the family. My parents are inconsolable. My brother, the consummate druid, continues to distress us all by claiming she is not in the spirit world and therefore could still be alive. If that were so, she would have contacted us by now. The war against the Lich King has been resolved over a year now. My father wails that Pyradessa is a Lich, why else would she not seek us out? He would rather his daughter be dead than to face such a monster.

It pains my heart to see such a loving part of my life spiral out of control. I wanted so much to be a Sentinel like my mother and sister before me. I trained hard to be so. But my heart is no longer in it. I strive too hard to be as good as Dessa. I will never be as good.

My mother urges me to go and see the world, to gain perspective and find my own niche. So today I take my first steps and leave all that I know behind.






Day Ten

On my way through Ashenvale, the destruction of Darkshore took my breath away. The damage was unimaginable. We didn’t have family there but had often gone to trade. My brother, Asheranel, has spent much time there healing with the healing and restoration of the people. He escorted with me there on my departure. Despite his wild beliefs about Dessa still alive, we are still close. He is a man of peace and hope. I would not have him change for anything. I too wish his dreams were truth rather than just wishful thinking. He was full of brotherly advice as always and told me not to be churlish and not ask for help if I need it. Darnassus is but a stone’s throw from wherever I may be. I love him for that. He kissed me on the check and let me go my way.


 A hunter in Astranaar asked for my help. Furbolg had been causing some trouble at a village, stealing food, harming people, including a small child. I could not help but accept. I rode into their village where a force had gathered in hopes of storming the village once again. Thistlefur Village has far less furbolgs than before. I took no pleasure in battle but Astranaar is safe again.


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