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[malisvitterfolk]

It's the Perfect Time of Day - Chapter 7: A word of advice

Malis ran her fingers through the soft fur of the small white kitten as she took a deep breath. Putting the feline down the troll shooed it off gently before peeking over her shoulder at the looming druid. Sticking out her tongue at the stoic elder, she stepped through the door and smiled lightly at the bloodelf within, "Heya litha, How ya doin'?" her voice was unusually subdued.  Medelitha smiled warmly as she rose from her seat. Her skin was still too pale and her frame too thin, but a healthy glow had returned to her cheeks and her old glimmer shone in her eyes. "Malis, my dear sweet, How good of you to come visit again." Crossing the room, she embraced the troll. "I'm doing better, slowly recovering, but better... and how are you?"  Malis was happy that Litha was on the mend. At the question she paused, her face falling slightly before she took a deep breath and nodded. She had to be strong. "Thank you for lettin' me stay in t'ere." she nodded and smiled gratefully, thankful for the friends she had made.  "Pah!" Litha answered, waving it off, "Think nothing of it my dear. Now please, come in and have a seat. I was just about to put on a pot of tea." Without waiting for the troll to answer she turned and headed for the small kitchen.  Malis gave Litha's back a look of dismay. Tea? She had experienced tea when visiting Perehdel and it hadn't been the best tasting drink ever. With a grimace the troll moved to follow her into the kitchen. "Ahhh... Litha?" She ducked her head to get under the archway. "Ya got anything other than tea?"  Medelitha chuckles. "Aside from tea? Well, I suppose there is always the alcohol, but they won't let me have any yet." The Bloodelf took a look around at the kitchen to make sure.  Malis made a face, "Well shells. Ah dunno, maybe ah can try t' tea again." She looked a little doubtful still remembering the odd 'hot water' taste of the tea from before.. "Ah be thinkin' it be tasting a little bland last time."  Medelitha chuckled lightly, "I'm sure you'll like this one, dear. It's my personal favorite - an herbal blend with spices." She poured two cups and slided one over to Malis.  Malis looked it for a moment as if it is going to eat her before taking a sniff. "Well it definitely be interestin' smellin'..." She took a sip and looked back down at the cup. "Ah guess it not be too bad..."  Litha laughed softly. "Well, that is certainly better than you spitting it across the table at me." She winked slyly while sipping at the tea, enjoying the subtle aromas and tastes. "I'm so grateful to have a bit of company here. The druids are... kind, but not my normal choice of company. However, you do not seem your normal jovial self, my dear. Is something amiss?  Malis looked down for a moment before waving a hand in the air absently. "Well ah been t'inkin' an ah not sure where t' be goin' now. Ah be spendin' mah time tryin' t' help Rynn but now..." She left the sentence hanging.  Litha took another sip before putting down her cup and smiling gently. "Perhaps, then, you should look more towards helping yourself. Bettering your own situation, as it were? Is that not what Rynn wished for you to do, anyway? It could very well be that when she sees you doing as such, she will reach out to you again."  The troll shook her head. "Ah dunno, not really be needin' anyt'ing. Ah mean, ah be havin' t' place t' live an' ah be havin' plenty o' work t' do. But what be t' use?"  Medelitha thinks for a moment. "Well..." A smile blossoms over her lips again. "Why not go dragon hunting once more? You have such a passion for it, and frankly there are still plenty of troublesome ones out there. You would be doing something you love and, in turn, being helping people at the same time."  "But most o' t' dragons be far away..." She looked as if she was clinging to the hope that maybe if she stuck around Rynn would come to her. She hoped that by sticking around in the city she would be needed. Malis wanted nothing more than to help her blood sister and felt that if she left she would be betraying her.  The mage tilted her head to the side, her gaze filled with compassion. "But what good is this doing you -now-, my dear? You still around worry and fretting yourself away until even a visit with an old friend is focused on trying to get you to stop doing as such."  Malis sighed, "Ah know, but..." She looked out towards the greenery of the world outside thinking about all the things she had done and still wanted to do, "Ah can still hope... I dunno, there be a little piece that be worryin' that if ah be leavin' then Rynn be needin' mahself an' then ah not be there..." The troll sniffed a little, still stinging from the rejection.  "Is she not part of the Symphony?" Litha turned the troll's face to look at her, trying to prove a point.  Malis noded, "She be part, well, she be sponsor, ah mean, Mister Archeon be her sponsor." The troll waved her hands in the air as she tried to explain.  Medelitha grimaced slightly at the mention of Archeon, but instead of speaking her mind, said, "Then if she has need of you, she can contact you via the communicators. Besides, we all look out for our own - any of the Symphony would go to her aid if she had need."  The troll nodded with a thoughtful look before smiling. "That be true. Ah not be sure until t' ot'er day but ah still be greatful for t' help."  The bloodelf chuckled and dismissed it with a wave. "I'm just glad I was able to lend a hand, even if my visits to the city are still so exceptionally rare. Oh, did I tell you that I acutally spent the evening there a couple of days ago?" Her eyes shone triumphantly as she remembered the feeling of finally being able to overcome the weakness she had been feeling.  "Yah? That be fantastic! Ah be happy t' see ya around there again." Malis grins, her usual exberance showing through. "Well, if ah be there ah guess." She sobered up a little at the thought of leaving but took it seriously. "Ya really be t'inkin' ah should go dragon huntin' again?"  "Why ever not? It certainly beats sitting around worrying yourself into a tizzy - and believe me, I've plenty of experience with that of late. If I were able, I would likely go join you." Litha chuckled lightly though a little wistful. It would be a while before she could adventure like that.  Malis joined her in laughter. "Ah bet ya be good at t' sneaky sneaky." She tilts her head to the side, "Though ya right, not quite ready yet. Ah can be tellin' ya all about it when ah be comin' back though."  Medelitha smiled brightly. "That would be lovely. Perhaps you might even bring me a scale as a souviner."  "Ah make sure t' do so!" The troll got a little excited for a moment, "Dragon scale be making good jewlery. Ah especially like t' dragon scale found in t' Winterspring. Oh..." She looked a little forlorn, "Ah used t' go Winter dragon huntin' wit' Rynn... Who ah be goin' wit' now?"  The mage thought for a moment. "I'm sure you could find another friend within the Symphony to go with you. There's plenty of the adventerous lot in our ranks. Perhaps you could even make a new friend in doing so."  Malis nodded as she thought of all the people belonging to the guild. "Ah be makin' lots o' friend in t' Symphony. Ah be makin' a new friend wit' Amryn just t' other day. Ah be takin' her under mah wing an' sponsorin' her." The troll smiled at the memories that she had gathered over the past few months.  "That's lovely!" Litha smiled up at the troll, glad to see her with a sense of purpose once more. "Why not ask her to join you, then?"  "That might be a good idea, ah can be askin' her next time ah be seein' her." Malis considered the bloodelf she had recently met. She had liked her, even though she was a lot more forawrd than her blood sister. She seemed a lot more like Kiowa and the familiarity had been nice.  "There you are then!" Litha chuckled before adding "Well, now that that's settled, how have other things been going?"  Malis thought for a moment. "Ah guess t'ings have been ok. Ah not been doin' much really." The troll shook her head and thought of all the time she had spent recently in the empty place. She hadn't even had the energy to move her few belongings into more appropriate places, choosing to leave them laying around haphazardly.  "Ah, I see... Then all the better that you go on this little trip. I'll be eager for the details. The druids here are not exactly... willing to let me go out for a while more yet. I'm afraid Silvermoon came under attack when I was there, and once they learned of that - and the stress I was under because I could do nothing to defend - they've been keeping a rather tight leash on me." The mage frowns for a moment.  Malis frowned too, "That not be good. Ah not remember about hearin' about that. Ah guess ah really have been out o' it." She sighs slightly, "Ah guess ya be right, ah should get out more."  Medelitha smiled gently, "I'm glad you can see that for yourself, my dear sweet." She picked at her clothes. "And hopefully, in the next month or so, I will be able to return to the midsts of things once more."  "Ah wish ya a speedy recovery. Ah be sure that wit' all t rest an' care ya be feelin' better soon." The troll chuckled, " It be good t' see ya back in t' city."  She chuckled before adding "If I don't die of boredom here first. Ah, but I'm sure they'll let me visit again soon. Alas, I'm afraid that I must be going for my 'treatment' now... I'll let you know when I'll be making my next visit, though." Litha raised slowly from her seat.  Malis nodded with a wide smile, "That be nice. Ah be makin' sure that ah be bringin' back a nice scale for ya."  Litha huges Malis tightly "I will be looking forward to it. And next time, I'll be sure to have some berry juice on hand for you."  "That be nice too!" The shaman loved the fruit juices and grinned. "Ah can be bringin' some o' t' juices ah be likin' too, maybe ya be likin' them yes?"  "I would look forward to it," The mage chuckled. "Safe travels, my dear, and may the Sun guide your path." Litha turned towards the healers with a nod, "Rabine, I am ready for you."  Malis smiled and hugged Litha again, "Same t' ya'self. Ah hope t' see ya in t' city one again. May t' spirits guide ya until ah see ya again." She waves a farewell and turned away her thoughts tumbling around in her head. She would leave the city and go back to hunting the dragons she loved so much. Maybe this way she would be able to give Rynn the distance she wanted so that she would be able to come back. 

[malisvitterfolk]

It's the Perfect Time of Day - Chapter 1: Visiting Old Friends (Part two)

"I would be delighted to hear it at your next visit. But a gift? Oh, but you didn't haev to do that, my dear," The Sin'dorei answered, though curiosity lit her gaze.  The troll gathered up the bundle and gave it to her with a giant grin upon her face. "Ah be pickin' it out of mah special collection. This be one ah be gettin' from a dragon horde I found in t' Hinterlands." She beemed as she waited for Litha to undo the ribbon that held the cloth together.  Raising an eyebrow at her, the sin'dorei slowly pulled back the folds of cloth. Her jaw nearly hit the floor. "Malis," she whispered, "I could not possibly accept this... Do you have any idea how much such a fine piece is worth?" Gingerly, she ran her hand down the length of the necklace. It was formed to fit closely around the neck, but wove into an intricate design that would cover half of her chest. The gold was highly polished clearly of a fine grade, and at every intersection of the hair-thin chains was a small sapphire. At the bottom drop of the entire piece was a larger sapphire, about the size of her thumbnail.  Malis' eyes grew wide as she saw the long chain of shinies. "Oh wow, that be really perty. Ah be glad ah be pickin' blue! Now ya can be wearin' it wit' them!" She clapped her hands with joy before pointing at the larger sapphire nestled in the cloth. "Ah not know how t' make it all sparkly like than one. Or how t' put it into t' gold stuff, but ah be sure ya can find someone t' do it."  "Oh Malis," Medelitha answered, getting a bit choked up even as she tried to hide it. "Thank you, my dear friend... As silly as it may seem, I do have such a weak spot for such fine jewlery. I could not have asked for anything more beautiful." Carefully, she places the pieces back in her lap before leaning over, with some minor struggle, to hug the troll.  Malis was grinning as she hugged the frail bloodelf back. "Ah be glad that ya like them. T' shinies be mah favorite t' be givin'... ah dunno who don't be likin' t' shinies." She seemed to be ready to bounce about the room, her energy quite infectious and the troll wiggled a little where she sat. "Though ah don't t'ink t' scaily be very happy I took them, he needed a few thwacks to t' head t' let me take them home." She chuckled a little at the memory.  A soft chuckle escaped her lips as she settled back against the pillows and ran her fingers over the necklace and sapphire again. "You know, I've still yet to hear some of the tales about your adventures with dragons."  "Well which one ya wanna know about? Ah be seeing many many different dragons. Some they be friendly, some not so much." She wrinkled her nose as she remembered the countless times she had to run away from the more territorial scalies. "Ah be likin' t' ones wit' t' most shinies but sometimes ya be gettin' other t'ings from them like eggses."  Eyebrow arched, Medelitha settled further into her pillows. "Eggs? Oh dear, don't tell me you actually took a live egg one time. I'm sure the mother dragon would not have been best pleased by that."  "Yeah, sometimes they not be too happy. But ah be takin' care of them. Ah be keepin' three baby dragons now." She smiles just like a mother taking care of her own children. "Ah make sure they be gettin' lots of food an' t'ings t' play wit'. Though ah be 'avin' t' keep them away from mah other critters, they not play well wit' others."  Medelitha shakes her head in amusement. "You truly are something else my dear. Well now, as for the story... You had once mentioned that there was such a story behind your missing tooth." She waved her hand towards Malis's face to illustrate the point.  Malis chuckled lightly. "Oh that be a simple story t' tell. Ah be trackin' down this blue dragon. It was a not so baby but not big as adult. Ah be trackin' it down in case it be havin' shinies in it's nest. Well as ah be followin' it into t' cave it smelt me out an' turned on mahself. Ah be holdin' mah own against it but t'en it be thwackin' mahself wit' it's tail an' knocked Fluffy from mah grasp." She illustrated the story with a wide sweep of her arm "So ah be not h'ain' an extra weapon so ah be grabbin' him by t' tail an' gnawin' him t' distract him so that Rynn..." She paused for a moment in the story realizing she had forgotten some of the other important parts of the story.  Medelitha couldn't help the bemused smile that played upon her lips as she listened and patiently awaited the troll to sort out the details.  Oh yeah, Rynn be there! It be how we met. Ah be huntin' t' dragon an he be gettin' away from mahself but be chasin' Rynn an'..." The troll thought for a moment before remembering the name, "An' this male elfy named Kael. he be very young but still be older than mahself." She chuckled to herself before continuing. "Well 'cause they be in trouble, ah be helpin' them out an' so when ah be gettin' cornered they be suddenly appearin' again an' be helpin' mahself out. So ah be gnawin' on t' dragon's tail an' that be when ah found out that dragon scale be a lot harder than ah be t'inkin'." The troll made a face and then showed where the tusk had been borken off. "Ah' broke off mah tusk in t' fight wit' t' dragon. But ah be winnin' had good dragon stake that night. Rynn be good cook an' we be bestest friends an' blood sisters since!"  Laughing at the end of the story, Medelitha clasped her hands together with a clap. "Oh my, what a tale - if you'll excuse the poor pun. This Rynn sounds to be a very interesting person... But you had mentioned her before, did you not, and that she has some ailment now?"  Malis shook her head, "She be havin' t' ailment before too." The troll suddenly looked worried and a little sad. "She be gettin' very sick after attack wit' a bear that be havin' plague essance under his claws. Ah be t'inkin' that be what happened. Rynn be gettin' very sick an' she never recovered very well, even wit' t' healers an' such helpin' out. She be very secretive about herself 'cause she not be likin' other people t' know but she be drawin' on t' demons t' have t' strength t' move around. Ah not be likin' them much but it be sad t' see Rynn stuck in bed all t' time if she not be doin' that."  The mage considered Malis' words for a long moment before finally speaking again. "It is not very commonly known, but my husband does much the same thing as you have described. His ailments were due moreso to our addictions to arcane energies, though. Still, it might do her some good to speak with him, if she has the will to. He might be able to aid her, or even guide her, in how to best go about such things."  Malis nods, thinking carefully before she spoke. "Ah be lookin' for people t' be helpin' her. Ah be talkin' t' Mister Archeon too, he be takin' her as an apprentice. Ah be t'inkin' he be helpin' her too." The troll smiled a little with a warmth in her eyes. "Ah be thankin' ya for t' offer, ah be tellin' Rynn an' ah be sure she be grateful too." She tilted her head to the side for a moment, "Though, ya know, if she be able t' get her strength back, maybe ya can be doin' so too? Ya be havin' a potion sappin' at ya strength, an' she be havin' t' poisons in her body sappin' at hers, who be t' say they not be t' same?"  With a chuckle that seemed only a touch forced, Medelitha shook her head. "Ah, it is not a potion my dear, but a rather complex combination of magics and spellforms. I will recover in time, but with the nature of the damage that was done to me, further inflictions of foreign magics or energies would be more likely to cause more damage."  "Ahh I see..." The troll fell silent for a moment before turning to look out of the window. "But ya be gettin' better yes? Ya not be like this forever?" She considered that thought even more and then seemed to come to a conclusion. "That be meaning that if ya be gettin' better maybe Rynn be gettin' better too." Malis hoped that this would be true, for Rynn's sake. She cared dearly about her blood sister and would do anything for her. It was why she spent so much time out on her travels searching for something that could help the warlock.  "It... is possible," the mage answered hesitantly. "Without knowing the very exact details of the problem, I could not honestly say one way or another. I would not wish to give either of you false hope."  Malis shook her head, "Even a little hope be better than nothing. Ah be sure that..." Suddenly she was interrupted by a voice coming from deep within her bags. Arching an eyebrow she peered at it with a puzzled expression "He be gettin' it t' work again?" Reaching in she pulled out the communicator stone just in time to hear her name spoken once again. "Oh phoo... he fixed it." The troll groaned.  With a chuckle, Medelitha reached over and took Malis' hand. "If you need to go, I understand. I do apprecaite the visit, though. You will come see me again soon won't you?"  "Ah wouldn't be missin' it for t' world. Ah be likin' yaself Miss Meda-litha, ya be good peoples." The troll grinned hapily before gathering her items and then turning to wiggle her finger at the blood elf. "Now ya be gettin' better an' stuff so ah can be showin' ya mad baby scailies. Ah be sure that ya be likin' that an' it be givin' ya another reason t' be getting better see!" She wandered back to the bed and pulled Litha up into a strong hug. "Now ya be takin' good care of yaself ok?"  With a small grunt that she quickly concealed with a chuckle from the embrace, the sin'dorei returned the hug - though far more weakly - and nodded. "I will, at that. See if you can get Rynn to speak with Jyrunai. I think it would do her worlds of good to find someone who is doing much the same as she." Pulling back, she smiled at the troll. "And take good care of yourself, too. Don't go breaking that other tusk on a dragon, alright?"  "OK Dragon, tusk, no breaky! An' I shall be doin' so, I hope that he be able t' help her." The troll saluted Litha and turned to make her way out of the room. "Ah be seein ya soon. What do ya say? Al diel shala" She waved goodbye before leaving the room.

[malisvitterfolk]

It's the Perfect time of Day - Chapter 1: Visiting Old Friends

Medelitha looked up in surprise as the troll entered her room. Her face was drawn, her frame too thin. Her normal make up and jewelry were nowhere to be seen. "Malis... My dear, whatever are you doing here?" She had been reading in bed, the covers drawn to her waist.  "Ah be lookin' t' visit silly!" Malis strode into the room with a small bundle of cloth in hand, her usual satchel slung over her shoulder. "Ah be wonderin' if ya be doin' ok, ya be soundin' so sad in t' letter. Ah be let in by t' servin' person ya be keepin' downstairs. Hope ya don't mind." She paused for a moment as she finally took a look at Litha and her face grew a little worried. "Ya be doin' ok?"  Medelitha let out a small, dry laugh. "I'm alive, but that is as much as I can say for now. I must beg your indulgence if I do not get up to greet you properly... My strength is not what it once was."  The troll tilted her head to the side before sighing and flopping to the floor. "Ya be not lookin' well... Whatcha be doin' t' become like this? Ya be gettin' sick like Rynn?" She placed the bundle to the side for a moment, her attention more focused on the pale elf before her than the gift she had brought. Playing with one of her dreads a small frown on her face, Malis had an aura of concern about her.  A grimace spread over the mage's face as she turned her head towards the window. "I'm afraid I do not know what plight your friend is suffering... As for me, well, I foolishly attempted to engage in magics that were beyond my abilities." She lowered her voice, looking back down at her hands atop the covers. The skin looked nearly paper thin and her hands seemed almost bony. "I thought I would be able to handle it, to conduct it properly. It would have cured our people, but..." With a heavy sigh, she shook her head and looks back up, forcing a small smile. "I'm afraid my ailment is the price of my tampering in those magics."  "There be nothin' wrong wit' wantin' t' do ya best t' better t' peoples around ya. At least ya be still here t' be wit' t' ones ya love." Malis shook her head at the Sin'dorei's words. "Ah be t'inkin' that ya be seein' t' bad side in t'ings right now but ya be better soon. There be t'ings ya can still do, ah be knowin' someone who be strivin' towards t' same end." The troll fell quiet after such an unusually concise statement. "There be not'ing foolish in tryin' t' help t' peoples, it be very noble for ya t' be makin' t' sacrifice."  Another dry chuckle escaped her unpainted lips. "Ah, it wasn't my research or goals that were foolish, my sweet Malis, but my thinking that I could handle two types of magic outside of my training and meld them together." She raised her hand to wave the matter off, but it didn't seem to have the same grace or force behind the gesture that it once did. "But I'm sure you didn't come here to listen to me prattle on about my own idiocy."  "Actually, that be exactly why ah be here!" Malis grinned, "Ah be wantin' t' find out what ya be doin' an' why ah not be seein' ya for so long... and wantin' t' know why ya letter be soundin' so sad... Now ah be knowin' why." She waggled a finger at Litha as if telling off a student. "An' don't ya go feelin' all sorry for yaself. Ya be doin' noble t'ing there be not'ing wrong wit' that. Ah be sure ya be ok, it just be a matter o' time." She got up and started bustling around the room, as if making sure it was in good order. She had an aura of a mother hen about her and had a lighthearded smile on her face when she completed her circuit and sat on the edge of the bed. "So... ah be here now an' mah questions be answered... What ya wanna know t' catch up on? Ya be askin' about such in t' letter."  A soft smile slowly spread across her lips. "To be honest, Malis, I wouldn't even know where to start. I suppose simply asking how everyone else has been would be a good place."  Malis placed her hands slightly behind her and leaned back, looking at the small ever preasent glowing motes that danced around in the air. "Hmmm... Well, ah be meetin' lots o' new peoples recently. Most they be Sin'dorei like yaself. Ummm..." She closed her eyes for a moment thinking, "Ah be seein Mister Archeon, he be doing well, mah sister Rynn be his student now. Ah be seein' Mister Elitharan too... he be givin' mahself some books t' read an' such. Oh! an' ah been meetin' Allo-van, he be livin' wit' Mister Elitharan an' Khenti!" She kicked her feet a little before realizing that her height made it hard. Turning back to look at Litha, the troll grinned before adding. "Ya know what? Ah be forgettin' ah be full member o' t' Symphony now!"  "Oh my, then it would seem congratulations are in order, my dear." Medelitha smiles, the first full smile since Malis arrived. "I always knew you would make it."  "Yah!" Malis grinned even wider, her single tusk making it quite comical, rather than the fearce grins of the Zandalar tribe. "An' ya never guess what! 'cause ah be learnin' how t' read wit' t' elvish books, ah' be learnin' t' talk like t' Sin'dorei." She closed her eyes and recited some words from memory. 

"Each road is long, though short it seems,  And credence gives each road a name  Of fantasies sun-drenched in beams  Or choices turned to darkened dreams,  To where each road wends just the same."

Each word was spoken precisely in Thallassan without her usual accent, the foreign words seemed a little deeper and more gutteral coming from the troll's lips but still the sing-song quality showed through.  Medelitha blinked three times in surprise. "That was wonderful, Malis, truly. I've never heard another race attempt our language and speak it so fluently."  "It be an accident." Malis chuckled, "Ah not be findin' books in Zandalar an' so ah be learnin' t' Thall-assn... Ah be knowin' t' poems better t'an t' rest... Ah still not be very fluent but ah be tryin' hard t' be so." She waves a hand in the air as she spoke, the bangles entwined in her hair clinking lightly as her dreads swayed from her movements. "Mister Dissonance be t' one t' be showin' mahself t' poems. Ah be writin' mah own too!" The troll's face almost glowed as she rememberd her induction, "Ah be recitin' it when ah become full member."  "Was the one you recited the poem you wrote for your induction?" Medelitha continues smiling, seeming to have completely forgotten, for the moment, her ailments.  Malis shook her head, "Nah... that be a poem that Rynn be findin' for mahself... well, it be in a book she be findin' Ah guess ah be findin' it in t' book." The troll chuckled before glancing over once more. "Ah can be lettin' ya brrow if ya want. There be lots o' very perty soundin' poems in t'ere. " The shaman shook her head, "Ah not be one t' be singin' but ah be likin' t' rhythem o' t' poetry."  The mage tilted her head to the side, "I would love to borrow it whenever you are through, but to be honest, I am most curious as to the poem you wrote, my dear."  "oh... Ah dunno if ah can be rememberin' it..." Malis scrunched up her nose for a moment thinking. "Ah do 'ave it in my journal though. Ah can be bringin' it next time ah be comin' t' visit." She nodded with a grin before her eyes fall on the small bundle near her feet. "Oh, ah be bringin' ya a gift! Ya wanna see?"