So much has happened since I last wrote , that I don’t even know where to begin.. everything seems to have past in such a blur that it’s to pick out one particular event to focus on. I suppose the most important is the fact that I am no longer being hunted by my sire.How did that happen you ask.. to be honest I’m not really sure how it happened.
As you know, my Sire has taken it into his head that I was a stain on his honor..at first I thought I was just some by blow of his from a some prostitute he hired for the evening.. turns out it was more than that.. I was his first child. No one really knows why he tried to put a hit out on his first wife and myself when I was barely a month old. I was placed into an orphanage by my mother to hide me from his wrath while she disappeared into the underbelly of Quel’thalas’ underworld.
I had been adopted by a human couple , who longed for a child of their own, and took me to live with them.From babyhood until I was six , they were my parents, raising me with love,and teaching me the important lessons about life as I grew from an infant to a little girl.My human father often carved out little toys for me from wood, some of them I still have today,and I was taught by my mother how to sew a fine seam,and how to tend to a garden ,which often provided for us during the summer season. Like most children I was taught the basics on how to care for a home and family. Everything was fine until a sickness took my parents from me,and I was left wandering the streets alone in the world. I was fortunate though, a high elf ranger seeing my pointed ears and blue eyes, took me home to his wife after learning I was an orphan, and they adopted me shortly after.
It was a happy life filled with love and laughter , I was cherished and loved ,like their very own.. my new mother could not have children,and they wanted a child of their own to love but fate seemed to have other plans for them. It took a little while before I got used to the idea that these were to be my new parents.and this would be my new home. Once I got past the shock of losing my first parents, my new parents were there to give me love and encouragement. My new father was a handsome man, with his dark brown hair, laughing blue eyes and rugged features. His eyebrows were a source of fascination to me..long and feathery. It wasn’t until I learned that I had the same brows that signified my Quel’dorei blood. I always knew I was different but never understood why .
My parents taught me in many subjects . my father taught me to fire my first bow,and how to care for it.. he was a ranger, serving Quel’thalas , under the capable leadership of Ranger General Sylvannas Windrunner. I remember seeing her a few times ,as my father often brought us into the city while he was on duty. We stay in the town house, while he was away on business. I can remember wanting to be like him ,and Lady Sylvannas when I grew up; a ranger.
I suppose all good things must come to an end; I lost my father during the last war, my mother only recently..though I still have the townhouse in which I grew up in , its being cared for by my retainers,whom I have arranged to have paid on a weekly basis while I’m away. Now that things are more or less settled , I can get back to hunting again.. something I missed during my unexpected sojourn.
The time I spent in that cabin, hidden away was peaceful and stressful at the same time. I was under the protection of the orc warrioress Dooskka,and Sivad, the enigmatic deathknight, who come to my aid ,after finding me in Orgrimmar. Charming, devilishly handsome, with a dry sense of humour,and singular wit..he kept me sane during my sequestion . I suppose after awhile, being enclosed in a small cabin with him,and the orc..with the intermittant visits with Reaylm, when she was able to get away, things started changing between him and I .There was an electricity between us..a heavy tension that wasn’t there before .. I was never more aware of it, until Reaylm was there for a visit. I was on the shore of the lake ,fishing with Dooskka, while Reaylm and Sivad had some time alone, I had just caught a huge fish, and had it strung up with the rest, when I realized I forgot my knife at the house. Without thinking I went to the house , to grab it. As soon as I stepped through the door, I knew I had come in at the wrong time.. the soft cries, the thumping on the ceiling , and the creaking of the bed springs told me what exactly was going on .and my face burned with embarrassment at walking in on such an intimate private moment.. but for the life of me… I couldn’t move .. I was mesmirized by the sounds, held transfixed. Though I knew about sex,and reproduction… I was still a virgin..fiercely protective of that one detail..not willing to sacrifice it for a momemt’s dalliance..however that moment it dawned on me that I wanted to be the one he was with..the one he was making love to..and I blushed fiercely before fleeing the house like fox from the hounds. For days after I avoided being alone with him.. afraid he would discover my secret. It was wrong and I knew it.. he was in love with Reaylm,and she with him.. I would not betray her kindness to me by wanting her lover as my own. I needed to leave..to get away before I did something stupid to ruin whatever we had.
For several nights I laid in my bed, covering my ears with my pillow as the sounds of their lovemaking drifted from beyond the closed door of their bedroom. Dooskka snored on obliviously ,ever so often snorting completely lost in her own dreams . It was hard to sleep ,and I would often wake up sullen and snappish, purple shadows under my eyes, indicating little to no sleep.Reaylm would cluck over me like a mother hen, chasing me back to bed, to get some sleep while Sivad would sit by the fire a cup of coffee in his hand a strange smile upon his lips. It wasn’t I happened to catch his eye and saw the strange heated look in them that made my knees turn to water ,and my stomach flip . He knew ! He knew all along but didn’t say anything just letting me flounder about like a beached fish. I felt like an absolute fool, especially after he looked to Reaylm with that look in his eyes, that I realized she knew as well but she didn’t seem to be upset at all about it. In fact ,she seemed to encourage me to take him up on his offer; to let him show me what means to be a woman. It was shocking, and I couldn’t believe what I was hearing..she was more than willing to share her lover with me . To say I was aghast was an understatement.. not that I was adverse to the idea of becoming a woman under his gentle tutelage but her tacit approval of it. She was a unique woman ,and I can see why Sivad loved her so much. She knew that she couldn’t be with him all the time , not when Corvus was still unaware of her affair with the deathknight,and like her , he had been alone . It was fate that brought them together as it did us.
In the midst of all this.. tragedy occurred.. my brothers had been fighting over some woman back in Silvermoon, a high paid whore as Reaylm explained ..when the youngest pulled a knife on his brothers, with full intention of killing them over this whore. They retaliated by beating him within an inch of his life.. which unfortunately proved fatal to him, he died of the injuries unable to breath ,and drowned in his own blood.It was only the first of the tragedies that would take place..As it was, Sivad’s surrogate daughter ,Magellanic :whom he had helped raise , was brought back to Silvermoon, barely alive by Reaylm’s brother Slavya ,who found the paladin near death in Dalaran after nearly starving herself while trying to stave off the ravages of withdrawal. She was a full blown addict, nearly consumed by addiction to the arcane , unfortunately now too weak and frail to protect herself from Corvus’ assassins if they ever chose to strike. The gallant warrior who saved her, was unfortunately called into service by the Regent Lord ,and was summarily shipped off to Pandaria to fight in the war. The news shook Reaylm.. until now, she had only Corvus and her sons to worry about, but now her brother was sent Light knows where, to secure the interests of the Warchief.. she was beside herself with worry.
We had barely just recieved the word of Slavya’s departure when tragedy struck again but this time very close to where we were. The oldest boys ,were found with the woman they had been fighting in the cabin across the lake..a Worgen had found them. The boys were fortunate..they died fast , the woman however suffered the worst of it..raped repeatedly, her head was found on the floor next to the bed, her body above her, lying on the bed on her stomach. The room was apparently a bloodbath. with blood staining the bed, along with the walls and the door. When I heard that I was sick with horror..no one should die like that. Poor Reaylm was heartbroken.. in a a matter of days, she lost three of her children in the most senseless way possible. No mother should have had to suffer through that.not once but three times. I stayed with her, while Sivad went to hunt the beast that killed her children.
After killing the beast , he had went to inform Corvus of the deaths of his sons. The news broke him.. he seemed to have lost whatever drive that made him do such horrible things..he called off the assassins, and gave Reaylm her freedom, by signing the divorce papers she had presented him years ago before she met Sivad. He had known about their affair but until now, had planned to himself of them both..now.. he let her go so she could be with Sivad.. be happy again. What was more surprising was that he had approached his mother ,and begged her forgiveness for all the hurt he caused.. he withdrew himself from the line of succession,putting his support behind Magellanic. As for his surviving son,and I ….we finally got to see the man ,whom Sivad knew before vengeance and hatred took him. He humbly apologized to us both for being such a terrible father,and understood if we never wanted to forgive him for all the things he did to us. All I wanted was for him to accept me as his, and in that one moment , my wish was granted . This was my true father.. the one whose blood flowed in my veins.. he was no longer the faceless man, who lurked in the shadows of my mind. I think I shocked us both when I told him , I forgave him.. though I couldn’t forget the things he did , I can forgive him, because it is not in my nature to hold a grudge..I told him.. what happened was in the past now.. it’s time to start anew.. to relearn what it is to be a family again.. For the first time, he actually smiled.. and it was genuine..