It's been a couple of months since my encounter with Gul'Dan, and I've been having leisure days in Stormwind and Darnassus. Morium and I have also swapped positions. He is taking on all of the hard work head on, and I'm here commanding the forces... Still, it's nice to know he's willing to do my work for me. Still... Trouble seems to find me.
If only I had stayed out of Stormwind this day... I was sitting in the Blue Recluse, drinking some water and reading a humorous book, 'Murlock Philosophy and Why It Failed' when a small, Unbound Imp came into the Recluse. I was sitting in there for an hour before it stumbled in. I paid it no heed either, for it wasn't mine. He went around stealing random items of little importance and he actually stole a cheap bracelet from me and five gold.
Two Night Elves sitting on the railing upstairs from me noticed the imp, and when he went to them they were threatening him. His name was Goburi... Most definitely not mine. He sniveled and begged for mercy saying he had no master and would serve the Elves if they didn't hurt him... Right as my soon to be attacker would enter. A dwarven Shaman who I would later uncover his name to be 'Muru'. He instantly accused me of being it's summoner... He must have used some process of elimination because I was the only person in there in robes... Well, I tried explaining to him that I was not the Imp's master. I offered to prove it outside of Stormwind's walls, but... He attacked me, trying to stab at my pregnant belly, throwing knives and even kicking at my unborn child! I was defenseless... My pregnancy has put an inhibitor on my abilities, and I don't use my spells out of fear of miscarrying. Fel Magic can be damaging...
My friend Zonnique rescued me while others in the Tavern attacked the dwarf for his unwarranted assault... His attempt at murder. I spent the rest of my day in hiding... Too scared to go back to Morium out of fear of what hell he may cause or limit my travels back to Azeroth without an escort. From lack of better judgment I summoned my succubus Syneri, and sometimes my Shivarrah Shiorrah. Maintaining control over Syneri causes little to no strain on me for she serves me happily and out of free will, but Shiorrah... She fights me every step of the way. Pommie and Sheandy found me later and I attacked Sheandy during a panic attack... I could feel my throat tighten up as if Tyron were strangling me, I could see his face, hear his voice... And when Sheandy created a cold gale to calm me... I could feel his breath and I lashed out blindly.
They managed to calm me down and take care of my wound, and later I was retrieved to confront the dwarf and his company. His leader heard me out, but I wanted the Dwarf's life! I wanted his head! I still want it! But they sent him to the Guard. He's most likely in prison by now, but that is not enough! He made an attempt on my life and my child's and I WILL have my revenge! They started a war with me by keeping me from my vengeance... They see no worried about fighting a war with one woman... I'll show them. I may have burned the book with the Wrathgate Plague formula... But I still remember it by heart. They think it's a meager war? No. This is pest control. I will show them my wrath - No.
I will show them the full Wrath of the Red Bride until I have the Dwarf.