#velithel

(( Wow ... this is maybe the worst set of events I wrote about. ))

Last night I couldn't sleep, this morning it took me an hour to roll out of bed, and even now I don't want to move. Yesterday was chaos.

It wasn't bad until after I spoke with Lord Huor. I had left suddenly due to remembering a paper that was in need of signing and I returned to quite the battle in the Row Tavern. What would members want with the tavern there? I assume they were coming to kill someone they found a threat, but in the middle of Silvermoon?! They must be absolutely crazy!

I left that scene before anyone really noticed me. Obviously the trouble was being handled and I didn't want to draw attention to myself. I made my way to the Bazaar to see if there were any new inks I could use for my line of work. After a while I ran into Huor again, who was very happy to see me but had to go back on duty. He is a very strange man, and I do think he is much too old to be courting a young woman.

This is where it got interesting. A Knight of the Ebon Blade made his way into the Inn I was at and decided to be all mopey like all death knights are when they first realize that nothing is going to be the same. I am really sick of this type of behavior ... I mean, I have had three death knights as my closest companions and know that they can feel and love still. Isn't that all that life is?

Veli showed up as well, and I gave my apologies for overreacting the night before. I am quite the fool. Rhymor overheard some of the conversation and didn't seem to like it too much. He mentioned that he still loves me ... but I fear that I might not feel the same for him.

Then this Forsaken woman showed up looking for Lady Solisbane. It seems that not many know of her abduction outside of the select circle. The lady said she was looking for work, but before I could mention what was available she noticed that someone was listening from around a corner. I recognized the voice of the spy, but then was confronted by mister Ragetotem. Being part of the international relations, I felt that talking with Ragetotem was more important than Anandor.

That is ... until the woman started badgering him and attacking him with her foul speech. I made my way to them and explained that he was doing nothing more than protecting this city in his own way. After he explained who he was he asked what the woman was looking for in work. Then the debate of if Forsaken are allowed in our Legions of Elves began, to which I excused myself from seeing as my advice is not even heard.

I stood at the fountain in the bazaar, watching the enchanted water, when Veli appeared beside me and spoke softly to me. But ... but then he confronted me with the question of all questions and that I don't think I truly know the answer to; "Whom do your actually love?"

It hit hard, and I was about to answer when Anandor came up and apologized for being rude. I told them both that they both needed to hear my answer on that question, that they both needed to know that I care about them. Anandor, Rhymor, Veli, even Elenicius; I care for them all ... equally but greater than anyone else. They both seemed to understand ... then ... then I don't know what happened, but I ran off.

Why is it that whenever I run away from Anandor I am found by his damned uncle? And that damned uncle seems to know everything that happens! Curse him for his spies and traitorous ways. He said many things, and most of them might as well be true. I didn't want to believe him until late this morning when Veli blurted out that his whole life revolves around the one person who listens and cares about him; me.