#thael'rin

“Many have asked me, what makes you so different from a monster. What gives you the right, to do what you do. While I cannot give an answer to either of these questions. I can tell you this. I kill those who I want death. I punish those, who deserve it in my eyes. And I lead, those, who I find worthy to lead. Many will not disagree and even more will call me a monster because of this. But tell me.. Isn’t that what this world needs now?”

Illethiann stood upon the higher edge of the highest building within the estate. Overlooking his household with a stern look. Rei’ann was in bed. She was tired, even when she didn’t want to admit it. But then again, who can blame her. Leading a Household, working within the Spire and making sure their daughter had the best care she could ever have.. And then the constant struggle to admit she’s nervous to how their son would do outside the borders of Quel’Thalas. Many saw his wife as this cold Sin’dorei, who lacked every bit of emotion a normal being would have. But as her husband, he knew different. She loved her people, her family, more than words could describe. She wasn’t cold or heartless, but filled with warmth and passion. Always striving the give the best of herself to them. Illethiann smiled at the thought of both of them sleeping, only briefly, before his stern look return to the thought of the accusations and blames Sylvarys had gotten during his trail. He knew that, inside Sylvarys was slowly falling apart. Slowly dying because of the curse that was growing from within. It was one thing to die for a good cause and people understanding this. But it’s another thing to get accused for murder, to get called a monster and got spit on when all you do is the right thing. Slowly Rei’ann approached behind him, Taryane close in her hands as she joined his gaze over their estate. He doesn’t know why, but even without scrying, without the school of divination, she always knew what troubled him, what made him angry or sad. And she didn’t have to say anything, as she knew he only needed her by his side.

“Do you think he’s ready? Ready to finally rest? I doubt it.. He never was one to leave something unfinished. Even when he was just a child he wouldn’t go to bed, until his tasks were finished. I remember his saying, like it was yesterday. -Why do something tomorrow, when today is here.-“

Illethiann took in a deep breath as he looked towards Rei’ann. She slowly looked back at him and give him a nod.

Illethiann: “Do you think our son is ready to lead our house?” Rei’ann: “He’s as ready as you think he is, My Lord.”

Illethiann smiled, as he slowly took a letter with the crest of The Firestar from under his belt and teleported it towards the right destination.

Illethiann: “I never was one, to leave my duty behind. But today is the day our son is Lord Firestar, Leader of the Firestar estate.”

Slowly Rei’ann placed her head briefly against Illethiann his shoulder, before they slowly walked back towards their room. Enjoying the night together.

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Sylvarys appeared infront of Thael’rin, Vellidan and Varo’edis. A rare display as the four elven males don’t have much in common. Except the fact they all care for one person, Taryane. Sylvarys, unable to hold up his illusion due to the sickness taking over in him, peers with his sick stare towards the three of them. His scars on his face, now fel tainted and green, blood leaving his nostrils and a green, fel-tainted goo leaving his mouth as he coughs. Thael’rin couldn’t help but take a step closer towards Sylvarys. Straight away trying to help him, as it is his duty to make sure a Lord of his House is safe.

Sylv: “Don’t bother, Sunstrike. I’m fine.” Thael’rin frowned. “My Lord, with all due respect, you do not look well.” Vellidan shakes his head as he peers between both elves. “He means you look like -shit-.”

Varo’edis couldn’t help but snort at Vellidan his savage use of words, only to awaken an angry stare into the eyes of Thael’rin. 

Sylv: “He’s right, Sunstrike. I do look like a mess. But that is not why we’re here. I asked for this.. meeting to discuss the safety of Taryane. As you may notice.. I am unable to be her guardian any longer. I would taint her, destroy her. And that, I cannot allow.”

Vellidan lowered his gaze. While he and Sylvarys have had their past. He knew that each word Sylvarys has said here, right now, was nothing but the truth. He cared for his daughter, more than a loved one could. Vellidan could almost say he cared as much for their daughter, as both He and Narindiel did. Sadness took over in Vellidan his body for but a split second, before he snarled and looked up.

Vel: “Then what do you suggest.” Sylvarys looked from Varo’edis, towards Thael’rin. “That one of them does it.” Varo’edis spat on the ground, before slowly turning around and walking away. “She’s nothing for me.”

The three elves watched him leave, but none had the intention to stop him. Both Sylvarys and Vellidan understood he still had a tale left to tell, but that tale wasn’t this one, at least, not at this point in time. Both Vellidan and Sylvarys looked towards Thael’rin. Who slowly shakes his head.

Thael: “I have not seen her in months. You can’t expect me to show up and be her guardian. She’d think she’s not strong enough to look for herself. We all know she’s strong and wise. We all know that because of this she needs a guardian. But could she ever understand this?”

Vellidan looked towards Thael’rin with a strong, cold look. “No.”

The word that left Vellidan his lips were cold and piercing. If words could cut, they would have cut, this one would have sliced both Sylvarys and Thael’rin their ears off. Thael’rin swallowed, his posture still that of a respected elf as he nodded once.

Sylv: “So be it, you will take over my role, Sunstrike.”

Thael’rin frowned, “I didn’t agree with this.”

Vel: “You did. Your increase of your heartbeat did the moment Sylvarys brought Taryane her name in the conversation.”

Thael’rin frowned even harder, but then lower his head for a split second, giving the elf a simple nod.

Thael: “By your command then, Lord Sunglance.”

(OC: Date [17-08-] Day[Wednesday])

Dear diary… .

Today has been a strange day. It started out with the suicide of the demon hunter Varo’edis to bring back Zulago. Now as much as I am happy to see Zulago back, I am still yet to understand the hunters reasons for ending his own life for Zulago. Taryane really cares for the hunter. It is the first time I have seen her cry. I then found out that Sylvarys had died also to bring back Zulago.

Sylvarys…

I failed to protect him. But he didn’t want protecting. He is probably happy that he can die knowing it will accomplish something. But I still couldn’t hold back the anger. I never even had the chance to try and see if I could change his mind. I was so angry that I needed to vent it out so I did. I went and found a target and just hit it as hard as I could to try satisfy this anger inside left by the legion. I didn’t want him to die. But I will take solace in knowing it’s what he wanted.  

I was then approached by the champion Thael’rin. He asked me to guard Taryane with my life and that he has new gear for me. I am grateful but at the time I was also worried about his health and for good reason. He is dying.

I worried for Taryane at this moment realizing how much this war is starting to cost her. She has already seen two of her friends die and her teacher will soon to be joining them. I have already lost so much to a war that threatens our people. I will do what I can to ensure that she does not share a similar fate to me. I will need to speak to her and see if she is ok when I can. I also need to ask if she knows anyone who can help me find my father. At these times I fear he might come into some issues if he tries to return. That and we have moved base. There are constant attacks and I would wish he avoided coming when he said he would just so he can be safe. I know he can defend himself but I would hate to see him come into harm for me. He will be all that I have once I try to help him.

I write this just after another attack on the gates. The legion will not rest or stop. I kept my word and kept an eye on Taryane during the fight. She made it back safe… I should go speak to her. I can always finish this and write how my conversation with her went once it is over.

(OC: Date [14-08-2016] Day[Sunday])

Dear diary… .

The big walk for Vol’jin was today. After the attack on his funeral, I decided to make sure I went to this and watch for the legion in the event that they attack. Luckily they didn’t. During the event we were called away back to the base. When we got there, Champion Thael’rin and Taryane were fighting this huge demon. During the fight Thael’rin had taken a serious wound protecting Taryane. Admirable. I joined Taryane later on to help bring him back to health. She was in not state to do the delicate job of cutting away the flesh that was infected so I was going to offer. But she knew this herself and already asked me.

During the surgery I tried to keep her assured that he would be fine. It was hard to tell at that point if he was, but I needed Taryane focused and she was obviously distressed. I was only able to keep my cool because situations like this were common during the fall. That and I have been through worse. The body was soon taken away back to the firestar estate. I hope they will come back to good health there.

The demon hunter returned and did more of his antics. Taryane left shortly after he arrived. He decided to pin me to the floor and kick me in the face. Then he saw suit to apologize by kissing me! I have had enough at that point so I decided to remove him from myself. Hitting him didn’t seem effective so I then went to burn him with the light. But he let go before I could. I went outside to clean and he jumped on me again and made me empty my stomach all over the ground. Then again it would be appropriate after being kissed by him. Though he did say something about eating and I don’t want demon bits inside my body. That isn’t healthy.

The legion tried another attack on the front gates of the city. I found myself with a small group of soldiers fighting a large group of lesser demons and fel hounds. It got bloody. I saw my allies fall and it made me angry to be in a situation like this again. I wanted it to stop. I wanted to kill everything that was around me. So I did. The next moment I realized I was surrounded by corpses and covered in the demons blood. I went back to the front gate and helped the rest of the wounded and our warband. I lost the shield I was using but it was no loss, it was poor anyway.

I cleaned up. I sit here now as Ara’ni tends to her eye. I saw it and it does not look good. But for now I need to rest.

Yours faithfully