Of Hallowed End - Letters to Resinous ((closed))

[Pearlle]

((following are letters to Resinous from Pearlle and hopefully as his time permits, responses. comments welcomed in ooc form.))




Dear Resinous,

Thank you for agreeing to hear more from me through this correspondence. I don't worry that I'll be sharing anything private with you and passing off information about the Horde cause to the goblins. My questions are centered around one thing in particular.

The Hallowed End Festival.

I do not understand this festival. I know what it is centered around, or what it ought to be centered around. I've heard Lady Sylvanas give her speech before the burning of the Wicker Man. I know the premise of the festival is about the separation of the Forsaken from the Scourge. But there are other parts to the festival that I do not understand, and before I can appreciate them, I need information. I truly hope that given your undead condition and your obvious intelligence, you can assist me in learning what I need to learn.

Do you think you can help at all? There are many days left to the holiday but there are things I would like to achieve before its end. And I'm holding back because...I don't understand. Masks...candy...costumes?

I truly hope you can explain.

Sincerely,
Pearlle

[Resinous]

Pearlle,

I will do my very best to explain this tradition for you. You as most do, already know what this festival is centered around, and although I have not studied the reason for masks, candy and costumes, I will give a theory.

Most of the races of Azeroth look upon the severance of the Forsaken from the scourge as a happy and celebrated event. This however, is not fact, and hides the truth.

The truth is, this was a time of great horror, pain and terror. This was when most of the Forsaken realized they had become creatures of undeath. A day when some even realized they had helped kill or devoured their own families. It was a day when they found their former brothers and sisters of Stormwind to be enemies seeking their destruction. The other races of Azeroth would never know such pain as this.

In order to celebrate this truly horrid time, things of a happier nature could be used to lighten the mood. Perhaps that is why candy is given and masks are worn. I can't say for sure, but my theory is they use these methods to conceal the true horror of this time.

If there is anything else I can assist you with, please let me know. I enjoyed very much your hosting of the tournament I fought in, and am pleased that I am one of your champions. It feels different than it did last season when I was a champion of Cristok.

Sincerely,
Resinous Beyruul

[Pearlle]

Dear Resinous,

Thank you for the kind words regarding the challenge. I hope we can meet in person to discuss the way the tournament is run. Many people have brought points up to me, as I have been hosting the tourneys, and my answers are failing them I fear. The last thing I want is to have people walk away from a challenge with a bad taste in their mouth. All heroes that compete ought to feel bested, if they were indeed beaten fairly. But they must also feel accountable for that failing, rather than be able to look on the challenge with scrutiny and find the rules lacking or unfair. Do you know what I mean? No matter, please let me know if we can meet sometime very soon to discuss these rules and these queries that people have made. I want to take all of them as seriously as I can, so I may best present the fairest fighting.

So you feel that the handing out of candy, the trick'or'treating and the masks might be a ploy or cover-up? Or are you simply saying it is one faction's way of handling a most dire situation in a time when all things seem so bleak? Have the non-Forsaken races pushed aside the truth of this festival because they're afraid to touch the pain of it? Or are they truly ignorant, regardless of what the task masters try to tell us?

I find it hard to want to collect masks, my lord. They aren't pretty and they aren't artistic. And why on earth would I want something as flimsy as these? Do you feel they have any real value? Is there some purpose to disguising one's self just so? Does it have to do with demons that are wandering around the realm this particular time of year? My friend and one-time guard Fenx told me he saw a ghost. I saw her too! Do you think people are using these masks and costumes as well to hide from spirits and entities that they fear?

If there were some way for me to appreciate the masks being made available to me, I might be able to turn them in to someone of import and get acknowledgment for them. I just find it difficult without a real purpose.

Masks, my new friend? Any ideas? If they were done purely for the sake of joy, couldn't we make masks of butterflies and kittens and rabbits?

Do the masks have anything to do with the presence of barbershops in the cities now? Maybe...it's a conspiracy after all...maybe the goblin barbers are habitually creating bad hairstyles and the masks are for hiding truly ridiculous haircuts!

I jest. Your thoughts are welcome. Pardon my flood of words, I'm overjoyed at speaking with you even in this limited capacity.

Sincerely,
Pearlle

[Resinous]

Pearlle,

So you are having issues in the tournaments I see. Problems cannot be stopped, but you can apply a buffer between yourself and the issue. I tend to use such a method myself for most things. You should simply hire a referee of sorts, to stand in the pit with the two fighters and make rulings if necessary. If bad calls are made, you will notice the fighters hate and rage will be directed at your referee rather than you. If too many fighters begin to hate your hired man, you can simply replace him and they will love you for it. If its entry rules you are having issues with, we'll need to sit and talk about those.

I never partake in this festival, or any festival to be honest. Masks and candy are a waste of ones time. I think the masks and candy just make it so it can be celebrated I suppose. I have no idea what a mask represents, or why candy is given out really. If I were to spend my time researching such a thing, I believe the warlord would be displeased. He tends to enjoy when I spend my time executing his vengeance and fury upon our enemies. Perhaps he has some insight on the matter, and if it’s important to you, maybe you could ask him.

I’m beginning to think maybe we should meet in person, in the near future. I have a very beautiful home on Raven Hill in Duskwood that you could visit. I am a very friendly and well mannered Mage, and you can feel comfortable to come alone. You can even bring your children if you have any, to see the sites Raven Hill has to offer. There is no need to bring food if you decide to come and visit. I always have food available when there are guests.

I always appreciate your letters, and very much look forward to the next.

Sincerely,
Resinous Beyruul

[Grainia]

((Don't bring the children! It's a trap!))

[Pearlle]

Dear Resinous,

Thank you for the offer of coming to visit you. I would dearly love to take you up on the offer. Would you be offended if I brought my guard? I don't think I would bring my three children, for they are but babes in arms still. And sir, you must know that rumors fly about your...appetites. While I have no reason to believe such stories, I still need to be very safe. These children are most precious to me, for they are the future of the Horde.

I hoped that you could give me unique insight on this festival. That's because there are tasks everyone is doing that I would like to do too, but I don't understand the purpose. I don't like to blindly do things. There needs to be a reason, but the task masters aren't very forthcoming. I'm told I should collect all these masks to achieve something important...but I have nothing to do with these things once I collect them.

I suppose I am just griping. I'm having my own challenges that must be keeping me from enjoying this holiday as much as I ought to. If my children were older, I'd easily be able to throw myself further into it. But I just don't feel joyous. I've decided to wear black, in honour of the Forsaken I know. I know people who lost other people, as you mentioned. I know those who feel horror and grief and despair just now. So I wear black for that reason. It also just...fits my own mood, I don't know. I don't want to go into my personal issues in a letter to you. It was never my intention for that.

You're right about the challenge. But the issue I have is that Cristok entrusted me with this task. And there are benefits to running it, donating my time and money to it, that I appreciate, that flow down to my clan mates. I'm leery of delegating the tasks. I guess then I answered my own problem. If I'm not willing to share the responsibility, I ought not to complain.

There are questions I have though about the rules. Those I think you could help me with. I'd rather not do such in letters. Perhaps when you're able to meet with me. Is there a day you'd like to meet?

I truly hope you won't be offended if I bring my guard. He's very quiet and stays close enough to keep me safe but distant enough to permit my privacy. I would truly enjoy seeing your home.

Sincerely,
Pearlle

[Resinous]

Pearlle,

I would not be offended if you felt it necessary to bring your guard. The lands can be dangerous to some. I’ve had the forces of the Alliance attempt to purge me from these lands a time or two. It seems the humans are not satisfied with taking my life, they now wish to take my undeath as well.

I have heard of these rumors you speak of before. I am no savage, I eat when I must and only then. You’ll find these rumors to be very untrue. I cannot remember ever killing a child, unless they somehow wandered to close to a battle I was involved in. In fact, some of my journeys would make wonderful bedtime stories for your little ones. Do keep in mind, the warlord of Infection holds me in such high esteem, due to my great kindness and loyalty.

I sense from your words that something weighs heavily upon you. If we work together, I’m sure well find a way to make it all better. I very much enjoy helping others reach their desired goals. I believe you will find your happiness soon.

For the time being, I am far away from my fold. I shall be returning shortly for a meeting that is most important. During this time, I will dispatch someone to invite and give you a map to my lair. Once you arrive, we can sit and speak of your troubles.

Until then, I look forward to your letters.

Sincerely,
Resinous Beyruul

[Pearlle]

Dear Resinous,

Thank you very much for refuting the rumors. I believe I won't need my guard. I only required that you honestly say the stories were not truth. Some people use words as a shield and dance around the questions asked boldly to their faces, never really answering what was asked. I'm glad you're not doing this. I don't think you would lie, so your honest and open response to the less than subtle query is enough for me.

Though I will, if it is alright with you, leave my children at home. They are very young, and again, very important to me. And they have little quirks I'd rather not share with strangers. You and I are still such, though I feel a friendship forming.

I don't know if I'm ready to waste your time with my troubles. Hardly the sort of conversation to have with a warlord. I'd rather hear some of your tales. I'm sure there is much I can learn about being a better killer. And there is the Challenge to speak of, hopefully soon. If you aren't around before the Challenge, well, one of your previous letters did give me inspiration and an idea or two.

Where ever you are, I hope you have good travels and moving experiences. I will endeavor to find tea for when we at last meet. Please continue to write if you could. Letters excite me, from anyone, and yours come with intelligence. I would like something to look forward to like these, if they do not prevail upon your day too much.

Sincerely,
Pearlle

[Resinous]

Dear Pearlle,

I am glad that you have taken me upon my word. I am also honored that you feel safe enough not to bring a guard. I will however provide you with an escort through the jungles and into forest if you wish. I leave that decision up to you.

I would never contest your decision to leave your children at home. A mother knows best they say. Perhaps one day I will have earned the honor of meeting them.

On the subject of your troubles, I find they do not waste my time. I suppose we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. As far as teaching you to become a better killer, It’s what you do leading up to the kill that you must better yourself at. For future reference, I have never considered myself to be a warlord. I do however stand at a true warlord’s side. I work very hard for my fold, but I do so from the shadows. I handle very delicate information and things that other folds need not know of. Out of respect for warlord Keraph, I would never claim to hold such a title, nor would I ever seek to overthrow him and take his. Until the day comes that I am destroyed, he has my loyalty.

I sit here for days now, waiting for a messenger. I will write as long as you want me to. It’s dark now, and my frost wolf Surin grows hungry. I think I’ll drop this letter off and we’ll go grab a bite to eat. I hope to hear from you soon.

Sincerely,
Resinous Beyruul

[Pearlle]

Dear Resinous,

My greatest apologies then. I know that titles are important and I am forever forgetting who is who. Not a good practice for a lady who wants to remember the important people of Azeroth. What title do you have among your people? Never mind, I think if I look over previous letters, you've said to me what you are called by. I will look. Again, forgive my ignorance.

It sounds like your business is quite secretive indeed. Are you able to tell me what kind of messenger you are waiting for? I'm not sure where these letters are going off to exactly. The stationary seems different than the kind I'm used to. Are you able to tell me where you are writing from? If there is privacy around these questions, of course I understand.

It's kind of you to call meeting my children an honour. They are three young infants yet, I'm sure that makes it all the more clear why they can't travel. They have indeed gone adventuring already but not during this particular time. Has anyone given you word of the plague that is haunting the land? It's very strange. I read about how infested grain was given to the villages in the Plaguelands in the history of the Scourge, and now I see infested boxes and crates in our cities, as well as plagued cockroaches. Zombies run rampant, no one is safe. At any moment, the merchant one is talking to, the guard one is standing next to, could just suddenly mutate and change and become something else. Abominations of a sort. Nothing like the undead. They are ruthless and hungry and they perish soon enough if they do not attack the living and feed on their flesh and brains. I stay away from the death, as far as I can. Great green clouds of putrid mist rise up from any given street, my lord. Maybe it is fortunate for you that you aren't here. No, I shall not take my children traveling any time soon.

I was thinking of you while in flight and I pulled my maps out to see where in Duskwood your home is situated. I have no fear of traveling there. A guard would probably bring more attention than I am willing to have, as well. I would definitely feel flattered and much like a lady to have an escort; however, it's best I come quietly when I do. I'm not a woman of secrets but I do prefer discretion when it comes to who I am meeting and where. When I am more secure in our friendship, I will gladly take whatever precautions for my safety that you offer. I would be proud to.

You say it is dark where you are. Will you tell me of it? What do the trees look like, if there are trees? Are there creatures stirring? What noises do you hear, what tastes? I'm excited that I can hear about a different land through someone else's eyes. If you can share, I would be most pleased.

Today I finished two thirds of my collection of candies. I intend to poison them and return them to Southshore on my clan's hunt next Tuesday. Hopefully the foolish Alliance are as protective of their children as I am. My treacherous treats are intended for the adult population of course. Like you, I have no fondness for slaying children.

Tonight I am to venture into Karazhan...I've been invited for dinner. It will be the first time for me and I'm not sure what to wear. I'll get some help beforehand though. Two hours, they told me. How many courses of food does one fit into two hours? I hope they don't require evidence of invitation at the door. I've heard that there are ballrooms in Karazhan, long tables of food, and a band or a group of performers perhaps. Entertainment of some sort. I'm almost excited, except that before ever venturing outside its gates, Karazhan leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. Too many have I cared for and seen disappear to Karazhan, not to return for days. Full of treasure and adventurous tales when they come back but...any castle or keep that can turn a man away from a woman, well! I go tonight willingly, and out of spite. I've been left unattended lately. Instead of wallowing in despair and grief, I shall just take myself off on adventures too!

See now I've begun bemoaning myself to you. Tell me of your days instead. What you can tell, that is. I wonder what it is like to work from shadow as you do. I work out in the open. I'm very loud. Polite in most cases but still, bright as a star. I don't think I'd last in shadows. I'd wither like a weed. But what freedom you must have, without your every move being scrutinized, without your travels being dogged by others, allies and enemies alike. In my head, it sounds grand. Tell me it is, if you can.

Sincerely,
Pearlle

[Resinous]

Dear Pearlle,

There is no need for apologies. Titles mean little outside of ones own fold. I will always be satisfied that you remember my name.

As for the messenger I await, it is somewhat secretive. I am waiting for the messenger from another guild. As you might understand, I am a high ranking officer and cannot discuss the business of my fold. The time will come for us to meet with your fold as well, and then you will know of our recent dealings. I hope the flourishing friendship between us will enable our two guilds to have a bright future together. I would like to tell you my location, but you must understand it is many locations. I am a Mage, and I tend to travel as a Mage does. I’m sure you know what I mean.

I hope you had a lovely dinner in the tower of Karazhan. I have never ventured into that place, and probably never will. It may seem strange coming from a mage, but I dislike towers. I have always preferred caves. Still, I do hope you had a wonderful time.

I have heard of this Scourge invasion, as it were. I only hope my fold does not think it suspicious that I am away during this epidemic. I have killed so many for the warlord, I can’t see him losing faith in me.

I sometimes wonder if I wither in the shadows, as you say you would. I have had accusations of madness, as I believe most Magi have had. I believe I am very much sane though. You are indeed as bright as a star, as you said in your letter. When we meet, will I need to move closer to your light, or you closer to my shadow?

Sincerely,
Resinous Beyruul

[Pearlle]

Dear Resinous,

Thank you for being candid about the secrecy surrounding your mission and locations and what have you. I'll try to be less curious.

The plague had gotten so bad last night that I had my children moved to a quiet house in Elwynn forest. It really is safer there, surprisingly. But I'm not comfortable with it at all. I wish there were a home less in control of the Alliance that we could stay at even on a temporary basis. I've got a little mobile household that includes a well-endowed but well mannered wetnurse, and a sort of...matron I suppose, named Celiste. She is my dearest friend in all the world and I've entrusted her with the care of the children when I am not available. Last night she came swift like a witch to our little cottage and is even now with my children while I'm out fighting the day away. The small house is rather cramped though and she is constantly battling the Defias bandits nearby. I would take my children to Caer Darrow but I fear that its location in the Plaguelands compromises its safety and thus, theirs.

I rode by the drive to your house last night. Everything looked in order from the road, but we were in a desperate hurry so I could not take more than a passing glance.

It sounds like you aren't able to describe where you are for several reasons, privacy one of them but also the constant change of scene. I dare say that must not come easy for you. That is indeed my thought on why mages go insane. The constant flipping of time and space, of taking a brain made for this moment alone and tossing it ahead into the future if only a few micro seconds in advance...it will wear a person down. So, I put this to you. Could you please describe your favourite land in all of Azeroth? So many times those of the Horde fight so hard, they forget to enjoy and visit their favourite things. I would hear what you like about some certain land, what things you treasure there. It will help me to get to know you better, which I would like to do very much.

Why do you feel you might wither in the shadows? You seem rather comfortable in the darkness. I am a warlock, and we are known for darkness. Some tell me I am not a 'good' warlock because I am capable of genuine joy and laughter and smiles and good deeds. I can't refute the words they say to me. If I did, I would suddenly find myself proving to them just how dark I can be. And only a few have had a taste of that. Like your matters of state, my darkness is a private affair. It is a thick, black sooty thing from the abyss. And I consider it a gift, similar to my ability to see a person's soul when speaking with them and knowing where they hide their pain. Little gifts like this are blessings and not to be flaunted. Some warlocks I've seen are full of lecture-like descriptions of just how evil they are. Then you find out they're rather soft inside, and only dark because they are hiding weakness and vulnerability. Purple pink hued spots on their souls, that's what I see. I feel no desire to compete with them for that particular sort of spotlight. I know what I am capable of, and under what conditions. My goal is not to prove this to anyone else really, only to learn to control and dominate it myself. It is something I'm learning without a teacher, for never have I met a master of such things. And only once did I meet a mistress of sanguine arts who knew the stories that blood can tell. I have a friend who might share with me some knowledge on demons. Other than that, my greatest lessons are learned without guidance. Rather disappointing for a society blamed for so much historic wickedness, if you ask me.

You mentioned something about meeting with me about my clan. We've rarely sought allies, because I'm quite aware of the political trade winds that come both in Silvermoon and all across the land. I am sure it is no issue or concern but I will say that we will not be bound by any other clan's interpretation of Thrall's mandate or by any other association's lists for who must die among the Alliance and who must not. One thing I've always offered my little company is their freedom in all ventures so long as their hearts and minds match mine and Korangar's. We don't expect any other clan to wish for the deaths we wish for, nor can I commit the blades of several to the desires of one. I myself am not above hiring people to do my killing for me until I've attained the powers to do so myself.

I would much rather focus on the friendship aspect at this point, in regards to you, rather than what I can personally offer to you and yours. We're still new to each other, you and I. We have much to learn about how each speaks, quirks and traits, hidden meanings and the like. To me you offer intelligent conversation and a little more than a pinch of intrigue. Desire perhaps as well because I do so appreciate a man with a mind and a slew of words to back it up. For reasons I'm sure I don't need to state to you, I'm wary of such friendships. And, similar to another lord of the Horde - my choice of title is not haphazard, sir - I would like to solidify a friendship with you before I make any mistakes. Some parts of your last letter have me tittering like a child in school. To me that's a sign that I need to proceed with caution. I have much to lose if I make mistakes, and I have fought ever so hard for what I've achieved.

Discovering your shadow might be an achievement all its own but how does one spend achievement points anyway? Come instead a bit further into the light if you've little fear of me, and let's indeed see what we shall see.

I await a messenger too. Mostly he brings your letters.

Sincerely,
Pearlle

[Resinous]

Dear Pearlle,

I was very happy to spend the evening with you last night. I hope you enjoyed my company as much as I did yours. It was a good swim we had up river, was it not?

The home you are staying in is wonderful, except for those bandits that is. It was good to see your demon was keeping them at bay. I will keep in mind that you invited me into your home. Such an act should not go unpaid. I hope to visit you at your home again someday soon. Perhaps I should come better prepared with a gift next time.

I do apologize for cutting our evening short. I had no choice but to attend that meeting that was scheduled. It didn’t turn out as I wanted it, but the warlord seemed satisfied. I suppose, I’ll have to be satisfied as well then. I focus too much on our folds business. Maybe it’s time for me to focus on the pleasures of the world for awhile. I’m sure I have earned a vacation from it all.

I hope your children were brought safely back to you last night. I can see they mean much to you.

You’re journey through my portal was safe I assume. I haven’t had a portal accident since I was a child. Maybe the next time we are together, we can go on some sort of adventure. I journey alone most of the time, but would enjoy your company if you would like to come.

I hope to hear from you soon.

Sincerely,
Resinous Beyruul

[Pearlle]

Dear Resinous,

I thank you for your compliments. I should let you know though that the attack we suffered at Raven Hill may have been less misfortune than we at first thought. Truth, the druid we encountered was likely of some relation to that stinky dwarf I slaughtered and left out back of your inn. The human mage though is apparently known to my first officer, and not in a good way. It is my belief that he has much ire at my officer for a very severe beating he received in Gurubashi Arena one night. It could be why he was so determined to slaughter us last night. So it would seem I do indeed owe you an apology. I am not sorry that he may have been hunting me because of my clan. I am always grateful when my guild mates make the right sort of friends among the Alliance - the kind it is okay to kill. I am regretful that our evening's mood changed so quickly from one of pleasantries and discussion to one of battle.

My family means very much to me, this is truth. I did not have such a thing growing up and I am very blessed to now have such an overabundance of people to care for. I count my clan as my family as well, which is why I'm so very picky when inviting new people to join us. And of course there is my husband. Last night I did not want to talk about him much because lately our relationship has been strained. But it's important to share with you that I cherish him, whether he is choosing to be far away from me, or wants to be at my side. Things wax and wane between us but I have ever only intended to have but one marriage and this is that marriage. I would like you to meet him in time and I hope he can earn your respect if not your friendship in the future.

I can safely say that yes, I would very much like to have some adventures with you. I have no idea what is left in the world that is challenging to someone like yourself. You make quite an impression face to face, and I worry that anything I might find adventurous would bore you. Please tell me what sort of things interest you and I shall endeavour to make them happen. Do you enjoy sitting at all in cities like Silvermoon, in the inns and taverns, watching as the people go by and go about their dramas? There is one girl I know who apparently has intimate relations very loudly in the streets! While I've never been able to make her scream just so myself, I'm sure it would be fun to watch. If you find things like that and cities like Silvermoon offensive, perhaps we could just take a walk around my fortress. Caer Darrow, owned by many, is my kind of home. The house in Elwynn forest was given to me to use by a rogue friend of mine now gone from this world. I do not feel very much at home there, because of course it is deep in Alliance lands. I'm glad you enjoyed it, please consider it one of the many 'time shares' in Azeroth and use it for your own purposes. I have already begun moving my children home to Eversong, where they will hopefully be safe for the rest of their tender years.

Have you been to Caer Darrow? I have no doubt that you have. Perhaps though with me walking at your side, you'll be able to appreciate it in a way you may not have before. I rather like pulsing infected things, at least as decor. It is the oldest of human monuments and buildings, I believe. Definitely worth spending time in. And it holds many personal memories for me. I've always intended to share it with my husband as I have my other homes and houses. Caer Darrow however just...always feels intimately mine. I think it would be a good place to meet with you next, at your leisure of course.

Many people in positions such as yours find their time stressful. I know you no doubt enjoy your duties and your tasks. But, as I say in a nagging voice to all who will listen, who are we of the Horde if we do not stop to enjoy the things we are fighting for? I know your clan has its own goals and purposes, some of which the rest of us can't even begin to guess at. But why are you working so hard? It would do your bones good to take a rest or vacation, as you said, and just...enjoy the lands we Horde own, see the sights and monuments. Revisit the places that initially gave you joy and purpose. And I think time permitting, I can help you with this. I am not yet well versed in the ways of war, nor am I politically a threat to anyone. However, entertaining is something many people say I do very well. I will speak with my husband and ensure that when you call, I am available.

It is not good that you look on your meeting and have some sense of disappointment. If it were myself, I would be proud of the fact that the meeting occurred at all. Sometimes, some things in life that do not go the way we want them to, leave us with other lessons, other things to be grateful for. You have begun a series of meetings, I believe. Not every one will turn out with your expectations fulfilled. However, your process, your progress, has obviously begun! Each meeting is a step further towards the goal. Don't waver and do take the satisfaction that you can. You did tell me who you were meeting with. I would be proud to have accomplished just that. Am I so beneath you in rank that of course I would feel intimidated if I tried what you tried? I know you don't think that. So, look to your warlord, and to your new friend - me - and take heart.

On the dark days when we look at the world and mutter, if we listen we can hear praise from those we trust. Forget the inner voice that pushes you, for a moment, and listen instead to the appreciation of those around you.

I appreciate you, for many reasons, already. I may be small in your very large world, but none-the-less you are appreciated.

Sincerely,
Pearlle

[Resinous]

Dear Pearlle,

I would indeed be interested in meeting and befriending your husband. It’s not often that such an offer is made to me. I’m sure your husband will thank you for the friendship I can provide him with. I would very much like to be someone who your entire clan may call friend. I will not come to your clan as Resinous of Infection. I will come only as Resinous. This way, you will not feel bound to any of the politics that the powerful folds of Azeroth partake in. I hope that you would feel comfortable having me as a strong ally of your clan, and feel free to call upon me should any of you need assistance.

I’m glad that you would enjoy adventuring with me. As for Silvermoon, I have been known to lurk in that city from time to time but, only on business. I have never seen these intimate relations in the streets you speak of, but I have no doubt of their existence. I am glad to hear your children are safely returning to Eversong, It would displease me greatly if something were to happen to them.

I have never seen this Caer Darrow that you speak of. I would like to personally inspect it one day. I understand that you are fascinated by this and it’s no doubt because of your kind’s ancient history. The first mages of Dalaran that my human clan met spoke of this place and its history. That was before the second war, and much has happened there since. I speak too much of the past.

My position in the fold of Infection actually relieves my stress at times. They have helped return much of my former strength. They are marching toward the same goals as me in one way or another. Since the day that Warlord Keraph came across me and extended his hand, I have known it was my destiny to be among this fold. Once I gained enough strength to call for my brother, the Warlord even gave him a home within the fold. I owe them much, and that debt shall be paid.

You should not feel beneath me as you asked in your last letter. Who am I that you should feel lesser in anyway? You are far superior in your writing skills and far better looking than I. I am nothing but a spirit lingering in a deceased body. You on the other hand are a welcomed part of this world.

Your appreciation of me is flattering. I very much appreciate you as well. You are now a very large part of my world. In fact, you have gained my full attention.


Sincerely,
Resinous Beyruul

[Pearlle]

Dear Resinous,

So, when next we meet, shall we go to Caer Darrow and spend time there? There is a fishing village with a dock. I don't know if you're an avid swimmer but you seemed to do fine in the river the other day. And there is a dining hall. We can use the table there or even sit in the rafters and eat. Most unladylike, I know but...one of my secret favourite things to do. I'm blushing writing that to you.

Do you think with all of your responsibilities and goals you'll have time to meet everyone I could introduce you to? I know a great deal of people. And I think everyone I know would enjoy your company very much. I don't think I'll fill all your available hours with social entertainment though. I think I'd rather like to get to know you better on my own.

I have your full attention do I? Whatever shall I do with it? I hope you don't mind my playful nature. For some, it takes getting used to. For others, it can be quite uncomfortable. If I pass your boundaries when it comes to personal space, please only let me know. Otherwise, I might become quite ruthless.

Sincerely,
Pearlle

[Resinous]

Dear Pearlle,

That meeting and dinner sound good to me. I will make sure to bring my appetite. I am very much looking forward to this.

I have plenty of time to meet whomever you decide I should meet. I have but one last task to take care of. I will be returning to the Eastern Kingdom’s in six days. Upon my return I will need to eat. So I hope to have this dinner meeting with you around that time.

Your playful nature intrigues me. I have no boundaries that you need worry about. You becoming quite ruthless Is something we’ll have to explore.

This is my last letter until my return. I wish you the best of luck during this period and hope to see your face again in six days.

Until then,
Resinous Beyruul

[Pearlle]

She stood up from her chair and moved to one of the arched doors of her country house. Outside the children were playing with their nurse. Celiste had gone off adventuring and as the babies got older, chubbier, they spent more time outside on soft blankets, playing under the canopy of the golden-leafed trees.

Pearlle leaned against the doorway, absentmindedly fanning herself with the letter. Then she sighed and stepped back into the house. She took the letter and tucked it away in a satchel with others she had received recently from the same sender.

Moving to a simple and small desk, she pulled out a calendar and carefully counted days. Then she marked the sixth day from this day on the calendar using a thin piece of charcoal.

Six days. It would be something to look forward to. Another adventure. And filling the time between then and now would be easy. Pearlle smiled and tucked the calendar away as well, going outside to kiss the children before departing.





((the end))