The Whos, To Dos, and Random Thoughts.

[Emmelié]

Seems as though I've misplaced my last journal, which does not suprise me. I had little use for it then... Yet since I've been locked inside my office, milling over paper work, I've found the need to write, so I purchased this little, indiscreet thing. It should serve it's purpose until I can find something better... If I do at all.



I have power over men. I'm not sure if this is something I should be proud of or worry over, but it's flattering none the less. Just tonight I have had more men than I can count stop in the streets to whistle, even had one faint! What woman wouldn't be flattered by such? Of course, I do not let this go to my head and I do not persue those who act like they've never seen a well groomed woman in their life. I find it amusing if nothing else, and go on my way without a second glance. Yet I feel as though I could twist this into something useful, if not amusing at least. I don't know. Perhaps I will test my theory next time I am in Dalaran and am not accompanied by someone.


I meet so many people daily and I do my best to remember their names and faces. Tonight held a handful of new company, some of it pleasant, some not so much. I will try to keep track of those I meet inside this thing, just so I will not have an instance as I did tonight. Usually my memory does not fail me, but apparently it has slipped over the last few months. I will do my best to keep a list, just for my own sake.


(Who)
Lysimachus: Do not give him any more bourbon sos to avoid another "helling" situation. Has a sister named Sabienne, though I did not have the pleasure or the pain of meeting her... However you choose to look at it. Also spoke of a 'wench' of a niece...
Kristien: Interesting individual... Was once a soldier... and has very pretty hair for a man. I would have rather liked to touch it, but refrained.
Rogue?: I didn't catch his name though he was approached by a very motherly-like woman. Invited me back for drinks though quickly went to bed once Alivar joined us... (Note to self: Do not make any more assumptions.)
Zaineder:I'm not sure if I like him, though I had apparently met and spoken with him before. He knows much about Ante... I need to get in contact with him sometime soon.



That is just a list of the new people I had met tonight... I've been approached numerous times by aquaintences new and old. Most notably, Alivar, who I have not seen in a painfully long time. He is worried for me and though I wish I could tell him is worry is in vain, I know it is not... Yet I cannot be the one who ends this, I will not end the life of someone I have grown so close to, no matter how dark he may be. If what I am planning falls through, I will seek refuge somewhere I know I will be well hidden... Yet that is my last and final option. I have enough people on my side to prevent him from hurting me, but then again I refuse to bring them into this as well, so I suppose I could scratch that last line. They're of no use to me in this situation. Gods only hope I can get to him in time.



I need to find my own place... a home for myself. Lysimachus invited Kristien and myself back to his home for conversation and I must admit, it was a very beautiful, spacious place. Made me miss the Estate I had grown up in. Yes, I think that will be next on my list of things to do, which I will also keep inside here.


(To Do)
1. Find and purchase a home.
2. Find a suitable profession, preferably one I enjoy.
3. Aquire more pretty dresses with masks to match.
4. Find myself a pet of some sort... a companion.



OH! Before I forget! Someone sent me the most beautiful dress I have seen, though I am not quite fond of the color, the cut is absolutely beautiful and accentuates my body quite well. The package was addressed to me with no return address or name. I'm rather curious as to where it came from... Maybe from Ante? A symbol of his apology? I guess it would not do me well to guess. There is a number of people it could be from and I highly doubt Ante would keep that a secret. He is not one for such.


Anyhow, I've got books to mull over and I need not put it off anymore...

[Emmelié]

Last night my fears were laid to rest. Ante and I spent a majority of the night together, beginning in Silvermoon. Now, he's never been one to care much for his appearence, but I know we spent at least an hour at the Auction House finding clothing to match a particular chest piece he had. It was almost cute, I daresay, to hear him fuss so much about his looks. I smiled the entire time and though he gave me a few questioning glances, he never once out right questioned me. Ante never questions me, he merely follows my lead, heeds my orders. I do not like to control him and I hardly consider it that. Ante is free to do as he pleases and he knows this, I have made it quite clear to him, but I am glad it is my side he is at. I couldn't imagine anyone else I would want there, fighting along side me... protecting me...

We later went into Scarlet Monastery on business for a young Warlock. She stayed behind, however, and I'm very thankful she did. It gave Ante and I free reign over the halls of the Monastery without having to worry about keeping anyone alive but ourselves though that was not difficult in the least. Blood ran over our boots, stained my armour and coated my face. I remember watching Ante smear some along his cheeks with a smile. I am elated when I see him smile because it is rare and I treasure those moments just as I treasure him. No one will fully understand our relationship, hell, I don't even think I do. Never has there been any romance, and story book scenes, but there is no one in this world that is still living that I care for as much as him, that I would trust so quickly with my life. Of course there is Alivar, but I do not even think our relationship compares to Ante... I'm almost ashamed to admit that I am scared of that simple fact.

Once we ended our reign of terror, we returned to the Undercity to give the girl her goods and then we made way to the Hinterlands. I caught wind of a small hut that was available and needed to check it out. I'm glad Ante joined me once again because we were given the time to talk like we have not had in a long time. I told him what the Forsaken had said to me, the warnings he had told me to heed. Ante's laughter confirmed my beliefs... I have nothing to worry about. Everything will be fine, we will be fine. We may not always agree but he does not argue and I know he becomes frustrated with me at times, but he is patient enough to hear my side and I am kind enough to let him voice his. I lost track of how long we sat at that table and talked and as we were leaving he did the strangest thing... He took my hand. I smile even now as I write this. I want to help him conquer this darkness, bring him back to the light so that he may bask in it. He deserves as much.

I left Ante in the Hinterlands to sleep... or whatever it is he does when he is not killing and I made my way back to Dalaran to finish up some last minute paper work before heading into Silvermoon. I was met by Alivar. I do care for that man but sometimes I think we are on two completely different levels. He is always above me it seems and I know he does not intentionally make it feel that way, but it is truth. He told me he knew of mine and Ante's whereabouts and even went as far as to send a Rogue spy to make sure no harm was done to me... Though I'm sure he thought there was good reason to do such, I will never believe that was the smartest thing he could have done. If anything it makes me feel as though he underestimates me, though as he said, he does not know much of my fighting abilities which I completely understand. However, I cannot help but feel a little put off by that... I know he cares for me a great deal and I do for him as well, but spying on me is certainly not the best way to go about it. Oh well, at least I know he cares... right?



(To Do)
2. Find a suitable profession, preferably one I enjoy.
3. Aquire more pretty dresses with masks to match.
4. Find myself a pet of some sort... a companion.

[Emmelié]

My oh my what an eventful evening it has been. It started off rather dull so I occupied myself within the Eye of the Storm though the Horde was severely out numbered and the battle was quickly won by the Alliance. Being rather upset, I left the battle altogether and went to find something else to occupy myself with. It didn't take long, however, seeing as I was met no sooner than I had left the Battle Masters by a messenger of some sort. He approached me slowly, almost mechanically, bearing a letter and a package with a single red rose attached. The man had strangely familiar features, though his eyes were nothing more than gouged pits of darkness holding no life what so ever. I was almost frightened by him... almost. He left almost as quickly as he came, his job being finished. I opened the package quickly, curious to see what lay inside. Much to my suprise, there were numerous gifts inside. The first thing I pulled from the box was a beautiful Festival Dress with a mask to match it perfectly. I quickly tried it on to see if it would fit... It did... perfectly. Next was a necklace, one I'm sure I will find use for in some way. I had my suspicions of who had sent the messenger and later that evening, my suspicions were confirmed. He seems to know what colors look best on me and I wore the dress all evening, getting many compliments. Sometimes that man is just too good to me.

Later I found the company of Kyrion, who seemed to be rather frustrated with the persistent women he comes into contact with. I have never known a man to be put off by this but Kyrion is rather different from most men I have met. We were later accompanied by Fenx. Though I've only technically met him twice, I spend most of my time with him. He's always polite... to me at least, although he and Kyrion didn't get along in the slightest and I feared a duel in the midst, though I think for my sake they refrained... For the time being. Fenx left with a smile in my direction and a threatening promise to Kyrion, though Ante came shortly after, which is usually the case. A rather drunk Kallthanatos showed up as well, being as belligerent and rude as any drunk though I know he meant no harm. I think Ante was actually amused by him yet there was one instance in which Kallthanatos fell headlong into my breasts and before I could push him off me, Ante had his axe drawn, ready to end him. Luckily, I got him to sit before anyone could do any harm to the man. No matter how drunk, he is still a friend and I will not allow any harm to him unless he steps signifigantly out of line.

Both Kyrion and Ante left soon after, both heading to their beds, though Ante did not leave before giving me a quick kiss on the cheek, leaving a cold bit of frost on my skin where his lips had been. Something is changing him and I rather enjoy it. Though I do not mind him in his "doom and gloom" state, it is nice to see some human qualities from him. Makes me feel closer to him than I ever have.

Once they left, I coaxed Kallthanatos to the Inn where I quickly put him to bed. He was certainly in no state to make his way there on his own... Poor thing could barely walk. I've had many nights like that, though, where the Bourbon is the only thing speaking.

I was grateful for the peace, however, once the small get together had diminished, though I did briefly see Alivar on my way back to the Undercity. I would have liked to talk to him for more than a few minutes but it seems he is always pressed for time. If I do not find refuge in my bed tonight, I will seek him out... There are many things we need to discuss.

[Emmelié]

I will have an Emerald Whelpling, by Gods! I WILL! I do not care if I have to tear apart every living creature in the Swamp of Sorrows, I will have one...

I always get what I want.


(To Do)
2. Find a suitable profession, preferably one I enjoy.
3. Aquire more pretty dresses with masks to match.
4. Find myself a pet of some sort... a companion*

[Kyrion]

I always get what I want.


((Ha! Thats what you think!))

[Emmelié]

((Oh no, my dear, that is what I know. XD))

[Emmelié]

The Hinterlands is an ideal place for a home in my opinion. It's peaceful and my home is well guarded although Ante feels as though I should hire a little extra security. I dislike that idea though. I do not want someone constantly lurking around my house waiting for trouble. No, I think if I were to get into any altercations I should be very well prepared to handle my own. Yet no matter how quiet the Hinterlands can be, I've still found myself bored out of my mind the nights I decide to stay home and get some work done. I stole some books from the Monastery the night Ante and myself went and I haven't had the time to read them before now.

It's still kinda lonely here though and I suppose I haven't quite gotten used to spending my nights alone in my own bed. Every time I come here to sleep I find myself looking for an excuse to leave, find something to do... I guess I was never meant to stay in one place for too long, yet I've been spending some very much needed time to myself. And even as I write this I sit beside my fireplace, much like the one in the Filthy Animal though much smaller. I just finished preparing a small meal. I should have some wine with it, I think.

Just thought I'd write a little before I actually tended to my business tonight. I find less and less time to actually do things like these.

*Smeared ink across the page*

I suppose I fell asleep last night once I finished writing. That fire was just so warm... Everything in the room was warm. Much to my suprise I even had a pair of not so warm arms carry me from the mantle to my bed and lay me down. I awoke to see Ante sitting at the foot. Something about last night... something about the way the firelight danced across his face, such heat. Some intense need came over me, the need to be close to him. I shifted in my bed to see him better, holding my pillow close to me. At first I did not think he knew I was awake so I quietly asked what had brought him to my home at such an hour... He had missed me he said. If my heart wasn't a dead weight in my chest, I'm sure it would have beat right through my breast bone. Our conversation continued but I took advantage of being behind him to tangle a hand in his hair and gently tease the nerves on the back of his neck. I have never seen Ante act so bewildered, almost nervous. I laughed. I wanted him to feel me, to really know I was there. For the first time in our knowing one another, I removed my mask before him, bringing my lips as close to his ear as I could without touching him and asked him if... this was okay. He quietly replied that he didn't mind. So I continued, gently moving my hands from his neck to his back, my nails as soft on his skin as satin. Small bumps lined his arms and he shivered under my touch, his eyes closed. I kissed from his jowl to his chin, finally reaching a point to where I could not get to his mouth from the position I was in. I got up and moved around the bed to sit infront of him. His face looked so handsome under the dim firelight, his azure eyes half opened but glossy. Taking his face in both my hands, I pulled him to me, taking his mouth for a few good seconds before releasing him. He looked astounded and promptly asked what had gotten into me, though his tone was not sharp or hateful. It was almost dream like, far away. I answered him with a smile and told him that it was he who had gotten into me, under me, inside me. I have never wanted someone as bad as I wanted him last night, and I could have had all of him. Yet one misunderstanding set me on my ass and he moved to the fire, not looking at me. He thought it was just a hunger in me that made me do those things, but I quickly set him straight. Yes, there was definitely a hunger but I do not hunger for every man I come into contact with. Sure, there are desires with some, but I never follow through and the only instance in which I did, it felt right to me. I suppose this has been a long time coming, what happened tonight. We've both felt this tension, a certain need that we never recognized. He came to me after I told him and he kneeled before me, touching my scars gently. He inquired of how I got them and I told him. Seems as though we were in the same place at the same time though for very different reasons. He said he believed in fate and though I have never really given it even a second thought, I suppose it could be true.

I told Alivar that I must do whatever was in my power to save Ante, do whatever I could to bring him back into the light, let him bask in the beauty of warmth and I think I am close to succeeding though the methods in which I thought were right were in fact, wrong. Ante just needs someone to show him the beauty of the world, warm him from the inside out and the way he described how he felt to me told me I was doing something right.

I suppose I should get in touch with Alivar... There are some things he needs to know.

[Emmelié]

I spoke with Alivar and it seemed as though he was pleased with my decision to be with Ante. He said he expected it and even went as far as to insult me and my judgement. Before I could say anything to him, he rode off in the direction of the Storm Peaks. I have a funny feeling I have not seen the last of him and when I do, it will not be pleasant. I'm just glad I got it off my chest and finally come to the conclusions I have come to.

Ante was my hero so many years ago and I will be his, that is my vow. Fate brought us together once and brought us back together. Why should I question that? Why would I want to?

We will come through this and we will be fine. Just like always.

[Emmelié]

People are strange. I'm not going to give them a gender because everyone is strange in their own way, but certain people just abuse the right. Apparently tonight was National Pick A Fight With Emmelié night. Ante and I ran into some trouble early in our evening which had apparently stemmed from an argument within the city that I knew nothing of. Then we went out into Eversong to discuss some matters and low and behold someone just had to open their mouth! It started with an elf who couldn't keep his ears to himself and decided he was going to try and sneak an ear on mine and Ante's conversation. He was a fool to think he went unnoticed. Half way through our talk an Alliance tried to storm the City but we took him down with the help of those who would soon become enemies.

Some smart mouthed, waste of the Gods given talents shooed me away when I approached Ante the second time the Alliance attacked. She treated me as if I did something wrong. Now, I don't take kindly to being mistreated, especially if there is no reason at all. Then her and all of her sheep decided to gang up on Ante and me, calling us names and such. I refuse to stoop to the levels of children and I will not play their petty games, but that little smart mouthed wench just kept on like she knew a damn thing about me. Had we not been on friendly soil and had I not had my clan to think about, she would be maggot food. I have made it a personal mission to seek her out and destroy her. Silly girl.

I am frustrated and my words probably make no sense. I don't understand people, I really don't. Why they are so quick to assume without once getting to know a person. Now, had I acually DONE something, that would be different, I would expect to be treated in the way I was, but I had nothing to do with any of the problems she and her sheep had with Ante. However, I am not going to sit back and let someone talk ill of one I care for. As I said, she will sorely regret her actions, that I will make sure of.

Stupid people. Silly, misguided, stupid, ignorant beings. They should suffer and they will. If not by my hand then I hope their enemies get the sweetest revenge and I will laugh as I dance upon their graves. No one will mistreat me and those I hold close.

I just hope she knows she made the biggest mistake of her pathetic life.

[Emmelié]

I have let the days pass in leisure and have really not lifted so much as a finger to do much of anything. I will admit, these last couple of days I have been in a rather foul mood and it has shown no signs of subsiding. I've spent long hours on Purgation Isle trying to collect my thoughts and form them into a plan. I've had no luck of course, but the atmosphere is nice. A bunch of human ghosts wander the island and they're easy to kill so I have no trouble... Yet it's a lonely place.

Fenx has proven to be a decent person to have on your side. I saw him today which seemed to lighten my mood a bit. I led him to the isle and we talked, though our conversation had little to no direction, it was nice having another voice to listen to. I believe he and I have grown close, perhaps only through Ante, but close none the less. He feels the tension between Ante and myself and sometimes I wonder if he actually feels it. I've seen him around others and he is never as kind as he is when it is just us. I suppose I should take pleasure in that. He's good company.

I do wish Ante would return though. I've found little pleasure in killing if he is not around. It's just more meaningful when he's there and it's never fun to kill alone I don't think. I do hope he's alright... I should send for him tomorrow. If all is well, he will come.