Choose My Adventure: Letters home

Here is the schedule for the rest of the week. Robinemia will do a little bit more nekkid mailbox dancing tonight but is then going to play with fire. So meet at the Orgrimmar bank if you want to join me.
- Robin Torres as Robinemia, the undead mage: Wednesday, 11 p.m. EDT
- Amy Schley as Patent, the troll rogue: Thursday, 10 p.m. EDT
- Fox Van Allen as Foxlight, the blood elf paladin: Friday, 8 p.m. EDT
- Michael Sacco as Sahko, the orc warlock, Christian Belt, as Selfloathius, the blood elf warlock, Elizabeth Harper as Faience, the troll shaman, Matthew Rossi as Andrenorton, the troll mage, Michael Gray as Grayfields, the tauren hunter, Adam Holisky as Adammentat, the tauren druid, and Gregg Reece as Yakkowakko, the orc warlock, will be making appearances as they can
Anne Stickney as Annephora
Mama,
I tink mebbe love not in de cards fo' me just yet. ...well actully jus couldn't find big enough rock. Dat's okay, dey still keepin me busy here anyway! Dis week I took a break from helpin in Grom'gol, because o' de fire festival! Been runnin round all ovah de place honorin fires, and puttin fires out! I know, I know, you say "What does puttin out fires gotta do wit bein a warrior?" but de answer is lots! Mostly cos I went to de Alliance cities ta steal dere flames. Stormwind awfully hard, I got dere and got it -- almost got killed couple o' times, dove into dere canal. Human canals? Much cleaner den dat stuff dey got in Undercity. I swam and swam, den went through dis big tunnel, dey call it "tram." Nobody stop me! At de other end o' de tram is de dwarf city, Ironforge! Dey got gnomes dere too. Gnomes not so bad, me tinkin' -- dey made dat big tunnel all by demselves! I don't know how dey do it mama, dey bein so small, and tunnel bein so big, but dey did. Anyway, I get de Ironforge flame too after fightin my way dere -- dwarf guards are mean! I don't wanna 'urt anyone, just want de fire is all. So I take it, den I run! Well den I figure I oughta get de otha flames, so I go to Darnassus. Big elf city, full of big elfs wit purple skin huggin trees and dancin round. Didn't make it dere on my own though -- I was gettin on de dock in ... I don't know de name o' de town. Someting long and fluffy, like elf ears. De guards chase me on de dock, and out o' nowhere, a druid helped me! 'e was goin ta get de fires too, so 'e asked if I wanted an escort. I say hokay, and we go! Got de Darnassus fire easy, 'ad to run through de city and go get de one inside too. Much easier when dere's someone to 'elp out! We went to de ... big rock city next. Ex ... o ... dar? Funny blue men and women dere. Got dat flame too! I tink mebbe I coulda got de flames by myself, but de company made it much much bettah. Druid name be Irdud -- I know joo tink tauren mebbe not so nice, but dey are! Gotta go get more flames, but I wanted ta let joo know dat I still workin 'ard, and dat tauren awfully nice. Spirits watch ovah joo!
Annephora
Annephora,
Sometime, big 'elp come from small tings like gnome. But den sometimes big 'elp come from big tings too. Glad you found big ting to 'elp you. Please don't 'it him wit a rock.
Spirits guide you,
Mama
P.S. Vol'jin be plannin someting big 'ere. Can't say more den dat, but joo may need ta come home sooner den you tink, at least fo a little while. Be careful out dere!
Robin Torres as Robinemia
Hallo mother,I know you're dead. Really dead. Not dead and then reanimated to "live" again. But I'm writing to you anyway because I think I miss you. It's hard to tell in this unlife, because it's like we have only the shadows of our former feelings and passions. I think that many of us, the Forsaken, spend a lot of our efforts attempting to recapture our emotions. And so many of them go for the easy ones: vengeance, betrayal, anger -- easy to achieve and so strong that it's almost like the original.
But after feeling something like embarrassment when my new pet went into a very undignified frenzy, I realized that the more subtle feelings are more rewarding. In my opinion, if my undead brethren were to attempt the more challenging sensations, incidents like Wrathgate would not have happened.
I have been feeling something close to pleasurable when I adventure with my guild. I think there is friendship there. Camaraderie. Companionship. They aren't strong sensations, but they do have some meaning.
I go by a new name with them, by the way. My old identity is dead along with my body, so I have chosen a new one. No disrespect is meant to you, of course.
Yes, I'm sure I miss you. Because now I have a stronger feeling: sorrow. I hope you are resting peacefully. And don't worry about me -- I'm doing very well and might almost be considered happy.
With memories of love,
Your daughter
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Reader Comments (Page 1 of 1)
Iirdan Jun 23rd 2010 6:25PM
Dear Mom,
Please send a Stylish Black Shirt with your reply. Foxlight is really starting to creep me out.
With love,
Iirdan
Fletcher Jun 23rd 2010 6:29PM
I've often thought that a lot of the Forsaken are stuck in the early stages of the grieving process (denial, anger, bargaining, acceptance). Specifically most of them default to "anger". Thanks for making a forsaken who can buck the trend!
erknost Jun 23rd 2010 7:50PM
Dear unholy Robinemia,
By accident I get you letter with my mail. I'm deeply sorry the lost of your mom, and I'm also sorry to open and read your letter, but I have to say it, after reading you, all what my Paladin Trainers have told me about the Scourge and the Forsaken it is now in jeopardy. I have pass all my life being the Holiest of the Paladin and fighting the Shadow and the Undead, but I just have being really touch by your words.
I have my own conflicts with the undead, the scourge, the forsaken and the now inhabitants of the old Lordaeron City now renamed Undercity.
After the destruction of my hometown by the scourge, Andorhal, my family a wealthy aristocrats and rich merchants, move to our Noble Mansion into the Lordaeron City in a attempt the escape from the undead armies, and come behind the protection of the Supreme Highlord King Terenas Menethil II the last true king of Lordaeron and the primary founder of the original Alliance of Lordaeron. But the Shadow grow deep in the vineyard of the Lord...
My mother and father where slater by Arthas the Traitor of the Light, and his followers Captains, when they return like a bunch of invictus hero from the Northrend campaign into Lordaeron City, my lil sister was abducted and kept prisoner for they own enjoyment. And after the city lay in ruins, Marwyn, now a unholy spawn, torture, abuse and finally killed my youngest sister, she fight so well but her body was so destroy that in order to prolong her suffer he begged his undead King to rise her as a mighty Frost-hearth Death Knight.
I finally found my lil sister again in the frozen land of the Icecrown Glacier, she is now a strange and silence grown woman, her glowing eyes are plague with anger, vengeance, betrayal. With the help of the Knights of the Ebon Blade she has find a purpose and I can start building a new relation with... her.
After all... this, I still sometimes miss my folks, I still sometimes write a letter to my long dead Mom, and I still send it to our now in ruins old august house in Lordaeron City now Undercity. I don't know what had happen with my words, but the felling to try to keep in touch with my Mother it is strong and it give me some relief to my burden. So I can identified with you and your lost.
So sweet, sweet lost Robinemia, I'm sorry again to disrupt your mail and thank you for giving me a know focus in all the political relationship with the forsaken. I hope the Light will be with you and I truly hope it will forgive you for your unnatural state of existence.
Crusader Erknost,
Holy Paladin of the Knight of the Silver Hand.
Marita Jun 23rd 2010 8:37PM
Nice stories, make for a good thinking material :)
daroy Jun 24th 2010 10:04AM
Wish there was a project like this on the EU servers :(