Keido's blog

He opened his eyes and allowed them to slowly take in his darkened surroundings.  He slowly unfolded his legs with his knees giving nearly no sound of protest until he began to stand up, though the groan he gave was more pronounced than the groan of his joints.  He stood up carefully, looking at the sleeping form of his wife, no correct that, the woman who was his wife years ago.  In the predawn twilight that filtered in through the window, she looked every bit the woman he loved and had a family with all those years ago.

It had been two days since he had received the letter from Rethelia.  Two days he had been traveling as swiftly as possible back to Stormwind from his latest academic venture.  The letter seemed urgent to him, and as such his ancient mind made all sorts of presumptions on the situation ranging from diabolic to just plain strange.  And as he arrived in Stormwind, he immidiatly headed for the Old Town tavern, The Pig & Whistle.  He neglected to tell her where we were meeting intentionally.  Though he did leave the hint of a trail, thanks in no small part to his currently employed succubus, Jhorlith.  Much like himself, the demon was very much unlike the rest of her kind and her skills in subtle fel manipulation was something to be admired.

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They followed him everywhere, plaguing him nearly every waking moment.