Sana´s letters from the front

[Maarten]

Dear father,

Sorry it took such a long time before I wrote you, the camp has been busy for the past few days. On our trip to the Plaguelands we were attacked by a group of Alliance. Don’t worry, No one got hurt badly. I only took an arrow through the foot but that seemed to have healed by now.

I have a confession to make, father. I am feeling something for a fellow Blood Knight here. Every time I am around him, I feel amazing and warm on the inside. I don’t know what but it feels great to be around him. As I am writing this letter, I am sitting across from him, in our tent. He has just offered to teach me his way of healing. I will start as soon as I finish this letter.

I don’t know what I am feeling for him but it feels amazing. It feels like mother is still with me us. I miss you, I miss home and I miss mother. Drink one on our health and pray we return home soon.

Love and yours truly,


Sana

[Maarten]

Dear father,

I have only just received your letter and opened the packages. Mother’s ring is now on my finger and Gutilan likes the necklace you sent us him.

The camp itself was rather quiet the last few days, only a Troll who came to visit and talk to our Death Knight Auxiliary about his previous fight with her. We had another Auxiliary around that day, a Farstrider. He hid somewhere, I presume the bushes, and shot an arrow to the troll. The Troll appeared peaceful until he fired an arrow. The Troll went berserk and almost killed Gutilan.

My training with Gutilan is going quite well, though so far I am only good at it yet, only good at it yet. So far the only thing I was able to do was entertain people by making the Light explode in my hands. We’re all fine though, dad.

Love and yours truly,


Sana

[Maarten]

Dear father,

It’s been a while since I wrote you. The adept Gutilan, of which I told you, was deemed unfit for service and was escorted away. Me, another initiate and a master brought him back to Undercity, where he had to wait for the papers to be in order before he was heading back to Silvermoon.

All went well during our trip. The situation around the camp was calm once more, though something was missing. A new initiate arrived and was assigned to my tent, between us, he smells. Recently, Gutilan returned to the camp, new armor and a new friend, a small Dragonhawk.

I hope we the Forsaken make their march on Andorhal soon, I want to go home and take a long hot bath.

Love and yours truly,


Sana