Traejan. :| Kiren was just saying this morning how impressed he was. Now he is convinced Trae can’t behave without spells to keep him in check.

Yesterday went better than I expected.

I still have not received a reply from Magister Duskwhisper, though I honestly did not expect even an acknowledgement this quickly. He is busy fighting the Horde’s war, and has little time to himself. Still, I eagerly await his analysis of my findings. I have so few people I can confide my suspicions in, who are equals in knowledge and not my assistants or my students. Or my enemies. Even if he doesn’t know anything about the tablets I sent him, perhaps we will be able to talk more. I miss talking to others who can actually comprehend what I’m talking about.

Something troubles me about the Mantid. Speaking with Traejan last night, I was finally able to put my finger on part of it. The Kunchong, the monstrous creatures the Mantid seem to revere, resemble colossal Silithid. It could be a coincidence, but I think there could very well be a link between the Mantid, the Qiraji, and the Nerubians, even if it is just evolutionary. And if it’s not just evolutionary, I wonder who is really pulling the strings in Pandaria.

This war…I wonder at the timing.

Gathering the materials to send to Magister Duskwhisper and speaking to Rosefica the other night reminded me of unfinished business with Traejan. I was surprised to hear he was speaking to Rosefica. Even more surprised to hear that it was under somewhat cordial terms. The drinking is something that…troubles me, but we’ll see if it’s a problem or merely a quirk of a dead alcoholic.

I did promise Magister Duskwhisper I would deal with Traejan, and I came prepared to do so. The spell to command obedience in my servants is simple enough. I know it well, I’ve performed it on Aegnas and Solandis. I was prepared to use it on Traejan, as well. After talking with him, I don’t think it will be necessary. He reacts like a teenager, someone who’s been taught to fear authority. I can’t say I’m surprised, after the other people he’s served. He is easy enough to manipulate, and I will be reasonable to him, until such a time as he proves he cannot be reasonable in return.

My…symptoms are progressing. I am again finding it hard to control the spell that governs my metamorphosis. This time I worry. My skin color is changing. It’s subtle, but starting to become noticeable. There is a definite rosy glow, where once I was merely tan from hours in the sun. I’ve been told I look sick, my cheeks and eyes are so sunken. The Pandaren try to feed me.

I worry. I’ve been trying to use fire as much as possible, but there are times I cannot help using shadow or fel magic, especially when fighting alongside the Klaxxi. They’re a bad influence on me, but I cannot deny how my blood sings when I’m laying into foes with my own claws. The song of battle is one I missed, dearly, in the years since I left Outland. 

We’ll see what happens. For now, I must be patient and wait.

thevressclan:

Magister Duskwhisper, my research into the Mogu in Pandaria led me to a few interesting passages about the Mantid. In an effort to learn more, I have ventured into the Dread Wastes, when my patrol schedule allows for it.

Something bothers me about them, but I can’t put my finger on it yet. I would like to do more research on the matter, but I am unable to fly further than the Dread Wastes at the moment. I am currently trying to win the favor of a council of Mantid elders, the Klaxxi, in order to learn more about them.

Enclosed you should find plaster copies of two stone tablets that I found. The writing is unlike anything I’ve seen before. The Mantid I talked to, servants of the Klaxxi, said that the tablets tell the history of Kypari Vos, a tree they extract amber from and apparently hold in high esteem. I can’t make heads or tails of it, but perhaps you will be able to decipher them.

My other discoveries will have to wait until I am able to sit down and properly explain them, but I thought you’d like copies of the tablets.

Your humble servant,

Lord Kirenestus Duskhallow

I hope you don’t mind, but I made inquiries last night and this morning about the matter we spoke about at length. While Traejan Lightrend’s account makes it seem as if you are overreacting, and indeed, after speaking with Solandis Blightweaver and Aegnas Vileblade about the matter I was leaning heavily towards this conclusion, my talk with Sunthistle this morning proved most illuminating.

I can see quite clearly why you’d be alarmed when surrounded by old enemies and I cannot blame you in the slightest. What I heard from Sunthistle chilled me to the bones. It is alarming, thinking that such creatures might still roam unchecked in Northrend.

Aegnas and Solandis have been commanded by me to leave you and yours alone, and they will obey that command. I’ve seen to it. Sunthistle is not mine to command, but I do believe my request of him will be followed. He seems traumatized by the experience, and was no trouble at all when I spoke to him. Lightrend…he is the one I am not sure about. I gave him the same request I made of Sunthistle, because I had no time to perform the necessary spells, but I am half certain I will need to go back later and make the suggestion more concrete.

Something Sunthistle said struck me as odd. Fish were used to feed the horde. They went through quite a lot, according to Sunthistle. Lightrend, I believe, also runs a fish business.

I will be watching him carefully, Magister.

Ever at the service of Silvermoon,

Lord Kirenestus Duskhallow