Letters Exchanged

Another post to do with a current roleplay plot happening ingame, and not necessarily for public consumption.

Author’s Note

Dear Evelos,

I write to let you know Tyrdan has safely returned to Quel’Thalas, and has once again taken up the mantle of the Baron of Dawnmist. For several reasons I do not think I will ever hold that title again, and part of me is glad for it. 

Tyrdan did not tell me much of what transpired in Stormwind, though he did tell me you are now expecting a child. Why did you not tell me? Though Tyrdan assures me all is well with babe and mother, I am anxious to hear it direct from you, as well as any news you can give me of your own well-being.

Until we converse again,

Keelath

***

Dear Father,

I was not aware Tyrdan knew. Yes, Breyd is pregnant, but only of a few weeks. We’ve determined the child to be a male, and he is so far healthy and free of any taint.

Thank you for your letter,

Evelos

***

Dear Evelos,

I am glad for the update, but I admit I was expecting something more. When we found that Mirium was carrying you, we were fair over the moon with anticipation. Worried, too, I admit, for our lack of experience in these matters, and of course the snarl that getting your name into the inheritance papers produced, but let that not darken your heart should you also face problems in the rearing of a child of which you are uncertain. We are here to help.

Though regarding inheritances, I can not say how it will work out now. That you were exiled, and that I am legally dead, proves a difficulty in rewriting the papers. Tyrdan is of the mind he and any offspring he may father will now hold the main title, as I am not fit for such a duty. This does not mean that this is final, nor that there is not a place for you here when you choose to return. Your son, too, should benefit from the move, I believe, as if Breyd is still sin’dorei, both she and he will need the sustenance only the Sunwell can provide to properly mature.

I realize this leaves you in a bind, given the current status of ren’dorei citizenship in the kingdom, but I also urge you not to forget your taint is curable; Tyrdan is quite certain he has found a way to return your body to you, whole and unmarred. You would then be free to return and heal completely.

I hope you consider this, and with love, 

Keelath 

***

Father,

I am sorry for the lack of correspondence, but my heart isn’t in this. Forgive me for my rudeness and suspicion, but what do you want? Tyrdan has already made it plain he will spare no expense to see me shipped back to Silvermoon, not caring who it harms, whether myself, my intended, my friends, or my colleagues. Is this the softer tactic? 

I want nothing to do with the barony or with Quel’Thalas for as long as it remains with the Horde. I thought my response to Tyrdan, his imprisonment, made this clear. I wish to be left alone to do my job, wed my intended, and raise my son in peace, not be constantly hounded after like a prize mare.

Please do not contact me if it is just going to be more manipulation. Can I not make you understand? I am happy here. I have made vows to the human nation to serve it as long as I am able. I do not wish to bear arms against you, but I do what I must to see these things intact.

Please understand.

—Evelos

***

Dear Evelos, 

I’m afraid I don’t understand, but I am trying. You know I do not see the humans in the same light as your uncle, and I am not adverse to idea you stay in Stormwind. I am only concerned for your wellbeing and that of the child—and of Breyd, of course.

Am I to believe this is why Tyrdan was so tight-lipped about his stay in Stormwind? He had only ever urged me to help save you—from the taint—and to be proud of you. And so I am, though I am vexed by this new conflict within the family. I am not sure what Tyrdan intended to be accomplished through all this, as I have told you, but I know enough of him to know his heart is in the right place.

Whatever happened, can you not find it in your heart to forgive? At least speak to me of the problems. Maybe I can help set things to right.

You are loved, my son. You are also missed.

Sincerely,

Keelath

***

Dear Evelos, 

I have not heard from you in some time, and I am worried. I realize the things I wrote of in my last letter may have been taken wrongfully, and I apologize for any offense. I know little of this, and I have no desire to come between you, only help you how ever I may.

I am worried, too, as I hear of the difficulties being faced by ren’dorei due the rise of the Old God. Please at least tell me you are well, and I will rest content in that small knowledge at least.

Love,

Keelath

***

Dear Evelos, 

I hope you are well. Spring is returning to Eversong, but it is not something I can smell anymore. Are the trees also green in Stormwind?

Love,

Keelath

***

Dear Father,

I apologize for any offense, but I have been ill, as you have heard. I am not currently in danger, nor is anyone in the family. The Sergeant, my superior , has put together a treatment plan to help me, and I have confidence it is already having some good effect, so do not worry.

I realize my last letter would have come across as very terse and indeed, hurtful. 

I’m tired, Dad. I have spent six months in agony wondering what Tyrdan was doing to Breyd, only visiting for short times to see her mind steadily becoming more fractured. When she returned, we fought; she wished to stay sin’dorei, and it hurt after how much I went through to see her safely back. I can’t trust anything Tyrdan says anymore; his actions have only complicated matters. He has changed, or perhaps I have. If you wished to pass a message, could you not tell him to be honest for once? No more dodging, no more white lies. No more seeing Breyd as but an object, something less than a person, a pawn to use against me. That has never been right, and he should have known it, as much as he hates humans after the Lich King and all.

I wish this were over. I wish we were still a family. I can’t see any way of making that come true. You are one of Sylvanas’ men—are you not in danger by just sending me these letters? Or is it only another plot?

It is easier to turn away than verify the answer, and it is safer for all involved to do so even if your heart was true. 

I’m not your son anymore. I am ren’dorei. I carry the blood and soul of n’raqi, and my allegiance is with the Alliance. I never expected my sin’dorei kin to resurface in my life—I believed they were all dead, like you. If I had known otherwise, maybe things would be different. But they are not.

To which I ask again, please…do not contact me. You don’t know how painful this is to ask, but it is for everyone’s good. Of the pieces of me that are left that can still do so, I love you. I hope I can you make you proud. I hope your grandchild makes you proud, too, and grows up in a happier age, and carries both his family names with pride. But I cannot do this anymore.

My best,

Evelos 

***

Dear Evelos,

No, I will not give up nor turn aside. How dare you ask me to do so? If my queen sees fault with this, then she is not the Ranger-General that I knew—yet I have faith that she still is, and I still serve her whole-heartedly 

You are not my son of the past, this is true, for such things change. You are my son of the now, and the future. I will never abandon you, whatever changes have been wrought within you. 

And though it may anger you further to hear so, it is the same for Tyrdan.

I remain forever your kin,

Keelath

***

The chain of letters stops.

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