(( This occurs after A Short Letter To Megaly and before Do They Have Nightmares? over at Garilos’ Blog ))
The acrid smell of burning dung logs drifted through the air in Valgarde. The black rock for fires had run low and until the supply ships arrived it was more tightly rationed than the booze. The stables had taken to rolling the soiled straw into logs and using it for the watch fires around the keep. Though the vile things weren’t burnt indoors, even having them near the keep wrapped the entire area in stench.
Megaly hadn’t wanted to come back here. As soon as the blizzard of two weeks past had ended she’d set out searching for Garilos. She’d followed his trail through several locations, never staying for long in any of them. Just long enough to determine which way he’d gone, toward what town. She seemed forever behind him with no way of catching up. In frustration she’d returned to Valgarde with the intention of catching the next ship back to Stormwind.
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Megaly stared through the frosted glass of the Valgarde inn at the blizzard blanketing the land. Occasionally winds would rip through the town, rattling windows and tearing loose shingles, sending them flying through the square. Though the blizzard kept the occupants of the keep holed up in whatever shelter they could find, it also kept the rampaging Valkyr from launching more of their endless offensives against them. It was a welcome reprieve.
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Megaly,
I reported to work this morning, thinking nothing different of the day. Little did I know the Lich King would be sending his minions today! The docks were repeatedly attacked by undead dragons and lumbering undead…organ donors. I’m okay and hope to see you soon.
Garilos.
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Megaly stumbled back to the apartment in Stormwind after finally being released from her “duties” watching over a certain spoiled aristo wench. She wanted to know what the girl’s father thought she needed “protecting” from. Maybe from the ire of her last bodyguard… or anyone else that had met her for that matter. Meg was definitely looking forward to a long, relaxing night with Garilos.
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(( This continuing story is written in collaboration with Garilos. You can find it on his blog here. ))
Megaly woke slowly to the rising noise of traffic through the cobbled Stormwind street outside the window of the small apartment. She could see the soft glow of false dawn just starting through the gaps in the curtain. She stretched and started to go over in her mind the work of the day. Next to her she felt Garilos begin to stir as well. She smiled contently and gave him a light kiss before sitting up in the small bed.
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Megaly stormed into the small apartment in Stormwind and slammed the door roughly behind her. Lilbit squeaked in surprise then settled on the bed, her green scaly head tucked under the pillow. Meg continued to pace the confines of the room, unable to calm enough to rest. Several times she started to reach for her flask only to change her mind. Her own drunkenness seemed to have gotten her into this mess in the first place.
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Megaly stomped into her room and threw her fishing pole roughly into the corner. She splashed some water into the basin on the dresser and scrubbed vigorously at her face, trying to wash away the events of the evening. Wiping her face on a nearby towel, she looked around for a bottle, a flask, anything that contained something strong and alcoholic. Her flask sat on the bedside table and she snatched at it, drinking the liquid within down. It burned her throat and she coughed after a minute, gasping for air. It burned in her stomach and only intensified the sick feeling she had.
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