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Mar. 21st, 2018 08:27 am(( Lieselotte Companion Piece 3
Harrowheart Part 2 / Lieselotte Part 2
Harrowheart Part 1 / Lieselotte Part 1 ))
After meeting the Alters and the Tenemils in Stormwind, Mrs. Durant had the bright idea for us to look around Dalaran to find some folks that the Alters didn’t introduce us to. I thought that was a real good idea and told her as much. Dalaran’s got good folks, plus a whole lotta heroes traveling through on business with the war on the Legion going on and all.
I had a real easy time finding connections in Dalaran, because everyone’s real open-minded there. Talked with some merchants for a while and they pointed me in the direction of a relic-dealer called Andolian Earlydawn. They sent me straight to his business so I could meet him right away. When they said he was an elf I figured he’d be a blood elf, so you know I was real surprised when I saw him for the first time and he had blue eyes instead.
First thing I gotta say: Guy wasn’t as handsome as I figured he’d be. He was real gaunt, had real big cheekbones and a real pointy chin. I guess I figured he’d be more rugged-handsome like that fuckin’ Zandros guy. I thought he looked kind of like an albino cause his skin was dead white and so was his hair. He dressed real sharp though. Probably to match his cheeks.
I told him that I represented a Lady from another world who wanted to make contacts here, and I barely got the words outta my mouth before he was taking me out the door of his shop and telling me to go get her. We met back up right away at the address of his apartment and he took us right inside.
I ain’t ever been in an elf’s home! He had all that elf decor, like swirling bannisters and big cushions on the ground instead of furniture. It was ‘round dinner time when we met up and he had us sit on big old pillows in a big pit in his living room, and we laid down to eat, and he smoked fruity hookahs. There was smoke in the air and a magical harp in the corner that I recognized as Suramar-style. It played real soft music all evening, so soft that sometimes I forgot it was even playing. It made me feel nice. We ate little deviled quail eggs that weren’t much bigger than the end of my thumb, and we had cherry-glazed partridges, and for dessert he brought out mangos that were so ripe they turned to juice the minute I put them in my mouth. I told Mrs. Durant that this was all real special food. I don’t know if she believed me but she had good manners as usual.
Andolian didn’t care about the setting aside of weapons. He even told me that he thought my runeblades looked fancy, and I was like ’Shoot.’ When he spoke he didn’t look at me like the other families did, but made eye contact with Lieselotte the whole time like I wasn’t even in the room. That was kinda weird, but it made me feel like a professional, I guess. It meant I didn’t have to fake any good emotions either. Not that I would have had to. He complained a lot about how he don’t really ‘get’ human expressions cause we don’t have the long eyebrows and the long ears. I could always tell what he was thinking because his ears and his big old eyebrows like a bug’s feelers were always moving.
He started right off telling us all about himself, which I could tell made him feel real important. He told me that he sells to the Horde, and I was like ’Okay,’ cause he lives in Dalaran and all and that sorta thing happens. But then he started bragging about his Horde connections! He went on and on talking about the orcs and the goblin cartels and the Forsaken that he trades with. Sometimes he even puts on an eye color illusion and goes and visits Horde cities! I didn’t mean to, but when he told me that I grabbed Mrs. Durant’s hand cause I was kinda shocked. Turns out he trades with the Alliance, too, of course, and he’s got contacts in all the major cities. But still...
He was real interested in the rules and his obligations of becoming part of the Durant family. Everything for him was all about rules. It was like he wanted to write up a contract. It was all business all night, and by the time we left I couldn’t decide if he had a personality besides being full of himself and scared of what humans were thinking.
When we left his place it was real late in the night, but of course I wasn’t tired. I took Mrs. Durant to a little café and we talked everything over. I wanted to explain right away why I grabbed her hand, cause I was real embarrassed about that as soon as I did it but I didn’t wanna mention it right then cause I don’t think Andolian saw me do it. I apologized and she was real sweet about it but reminded me that I gotta keep myself to myself. That’s what a rich person or a real translator would do. I said ‘Just like Isidor,’ without meaning to. She’s so good at hiding what she’s thinking. Except for when she’s around me. I can always tell. I didn’t tell Mrs. Durant that, though!
Anyways after I apologized I explained to her that Andolian has more connections around the world than most folks we were liable to meet. The Alters got a lot of value in the favors they’re owed, but Andolian opens up the whole world. He’s the only person we met so far that knows the Horde and the Alliance equally… But I had to tell her that ain’t necessarily a good thing. Even with the Legion war that’s going on (I didn’t explain that too much, just that we’re fighting demons) the Horde and the Alliance keep separate. Even Dalaran’s split up between the factions. I figure she walked around town by now and saw the Forsaken guarding the Horde district and the Worgen guarding the Alliance.
I had to tell her that on our world, you got a side you’re on based on what kinda creature you are, and that’s that. Folks like Andolian put their lives on the line for their cause when they try and mix up their loyalties. There’s religious folks and magical orders that go across factions, but crossing factions for money… I told her that it don’t look good. To someone like me who lives on this world, it ain’t right.
She asked if humans and elves can have children, and I said yes, and that they live a real long time. Andolian’s probably got another 800 years in him, and any half-human kids he has will live about 200 years. They’d have ears like his and long eyebrows, and probably be real tall. Andolian was taller than me, after all! I told her elves are naturally real good at magic, but I kinda stumbled when I said that any kids Isidor has with this guy would be real powerful mages.
I hoped she didn’t notice and tried to move on real quick, but I ain’t really good at being subtle. I babbled about some stuff before I accidentally said that I think he’d be a bad husband. That he said he wants to spend as much time on Azeroth as he can, that he ain’t really interested in being a father. Both of those things are true, of course! He told me that! But I wasn’t supposed to say it out loud like that to Mrs. Durant. I got so nervous at saying the wrong things that I just kept talking. I said I thought Andolian would be a husband like the Archon. Busy all the time and not around to love.
I knew I was wrong even as I was saying it. I hurried up and said it was getting late and that she should get to her room. I told her I had to go to Acherus. I told her to stay in Dalaran for a while and I’d come back in a few days when I found her another contact.
I knew I couldn’t see her again unless I had something good to make up for that. The next family I found had to be perfect. Not freaks like the Tenemils and not a fence-rider like Andolian. Someone more like Perfect Zandros.
Someone who might make Isidor happy.
Harrowheart Part 2 / Lieselotte Part 2
Harrowheart Part 1 / Lieselotte Part 1 ))
After meeting the Alters and the Tenemils in Stormwind, Mrs. Durant had the bright idea for us to look around Dalaran to find some folks that the Alters didn’t introduce us to. I thought that was a real good idea and told her as much. Dalaran’s got good folks, plus a whole lotta heroes traveling through on business with the war on the Legion going on and all.
I had a real easy time finding connections in Dalaran, because everyone’s real open-minded there. Talked with some merchants for a while and they pointed me in the direction of a relic-dealer called Andolian Earlydawn. They sent me straight to his business so I could meet him right away. When they said he was an elf I figured he’d be a blood elf, so you know I was real surprised when I saw him for the first time and he had blue eyes instead.
First thing I gotta say: Guy wasn’t as handsome as I figured he’d be. He was real gaunt, had real big cheekbones and a real pointy chin. I guess I figured he’d be more rugged-handsome like that fuckin’ Zandros guy. I thought he looked kind of like an albino cause his skin was dead white and so was his hair. He dressed real sharp though. Probably to match his cheeks.
I told him that I represented a Lady from another world who wanted to make contacts here, and I barely got the words outta my mouth before he was taking me out the door of his shop and telling me to go get her. We met back up right away at the address of his apartment and he took us right inside.
I ain’t ever been in an elf’s home! He had all that elf decor, like swirling bannisters and big cushions on the ground instead of furniture. It was ‘round dinner time when we met up and he had us sit on big old pillows in a big pit in his living room, and we laid down to eat, and he smoked fruity hookahs. There was smoke in the air and a magical harp in the corner that I recognized as Suramar-style. It played real soft music all evening, so soft that sometimes I forgot it was even playing. It made me feel nice. We ate little deviled quail eggs that weren’t much bigger than the end of my thumb, and we had cherry-glazed partridges, and for dessert he brought out mangos that were so ripe they turned to juice the minute I put them in my mouth. I told Mrs. Durant that this was all real special food. I don’t know if she believed me but she had good manners as usual.
Andolian didn’t care about the setting aside of weapons. He even told me that he thought my runeblades looked fancy, and I was like ’Shoot.’ When he spoke he didn’t look at me like the other families did, but made eye contact with Lieselotte the whole time like I wasn’t even in the room. That was kinda weird, but it made me feel like a professional, I guess. It meant I didn’t have to fake any good emotions either. Not that I would have had to. He complained a lot about how he don’t really ‘get’ human expressions cause we don’t have the long eyebrows and the long ears. I could always tell what he was thinking because his ears and his big old eyebrows like a bug’s feelers were always moving.
He started right off telling us all about himself, which I could tell made him feel real important. He told me that he sells to the Horde, and I was like ’Okay,’ cause he lives in Dalaran and all and that sorta thing happens. But then he started bragging about his Horde connections! He went on and on talking about the orcs and the goblin cartels and the Forsaken that he trades with. Sometimes he even puts on an eye color illusion and goes and visits Horde cities! I didn’t mean to, but when he told me that I grabbed Mrs. Durant’s hand cause I was kinda shocked. Turns out he trades with the Alliance, too, of course, and he’s got contacts in all the major cities. But still...
He was real interested in the rules and his obligations of becoming part of the Durant family. Everything for him was all about rules. It was like he wanted to write up a contract. It was all business all night, and by the time we left I couldn’t decide if he had a personality besides being full of himself and scared of what humans were thinking.
When we left his place it was real late in the night, but of course I wasn’t tired. I took Mrs. Durant to a little café and we talked everything over. I wanted to explain right away why I grabbed her hand, cause I was real embarrassed about that as soon as I did it but I didn’t wanna mention it right then cause I don’t think Andolian saw me do it. I apologized and she was real sweet about it but reminded me that I gotta keep myself to myself. That’s what a rich person or a real translator would do. I said ‘Just like Isidor,’ without meaning to. She’s so good at hiding what she’s thinking. Except for when she’s around me. I can always tell. I didn’t tell Mrs. Durant that, though!
Anyways after I apologized I explained to her that Andolian has more connections around the world than most folks we were liable to meet. The Alters got a lot of value in the favors they’re owed, but Andolian opens up the whole world. He’s the only person we met so far that knows the Horde and the Alliance equally… But I had to tell her that ain’t necessarily a good thing. Even with the Legion war that’s going on (I didn’t explain that too much, just that we’re fighting demons) the Horde and the Alliance keep separate. Even Dalaran’s split up between the factions. I figure she walked around town by now and saw the Forsaken guarding the Horde district and the Worgen guarding the Alliance.
I had to tell her that on our world, you got a side you’re on based on what kinda creature you are, and that’s that. Folks like Andolian put their lives on the line for their cause when they try and mix up their loyalties. There’s religious folks and magical orders that go across factions, but crossing factions for money… I told her that it don’t look good. To someone like me who lives on this world, it ain’t right.
She asked if humans and elves can have children, and I said yes, and that they live a real long time. Andolian’s probably got another 800 years in him, and any half-human kids he has will live about 200 years. They’d have ears like his and long eyebrows, and probably be real tall. Andolian was taller than me, after all! I told her elves are naturally real good at magic, but I kinda stumbled when I said that any kids Isidor has with this guy would be real powerful mages.
I hoped she didn’t notice and tried to move on real quick, but I ain’t really good at being subtle. I babbled about some stuff before I accidentally said that I think he’d be a bad husband. That he said he wants to spend as much time on Azeroth as he can, that he ain’t really interested in being a father. Both of those things are true, of course! He told me that! But I wasn’t supposed to say it out loud like that to Mrs. Durant. I got so nervous at saying the wrong things that I just kept talking. I said I thought Andolian would be a husband like the Archon. Busy all the time and not around to love.
I knew I was wrong even as I was saying it. I hurried up and said it was getting late and that she should get to her room. I told her I had to go to Acherus. I told her to stay in Dalaran for a while and I’d come back in a few days when I found her another contact.
I knew I couldn’t see her again unless I had something good to make up for that. The next family I found had to be perfect. Not freaks like the Tenemils and not a fence-rider like Andolian. Someone more like Perfect Zandros.
Someone who might make Isidor happy.
