first things first..

Obviously this blog has  died off after taking a few stuttering short lived breaths. to anyone who was actually interested in the backstory for my wow character i apologize times and finances as well as massive changes in the game itself have caused me to walk away from wow, possibly forever. So no more back-story for Noch.

That being said i do not plan on deleting this blog and yet i am at a loss for what to do with it. so to that end i am open to suggestions from anyone who actually finds this.

Day 80

Mistress Cloyce my taskmaster has again berated me for my failure to control Gartuk’s tongue. That imp will be the death of me if i can’t figure out how to get him to shut up. it’s always “Sure pick on the little guy…” or  guttural screams when i command him to attack the training targets. Just once i wish he would behave like my VoidWalker Grazkresh. Graz may be a bright as a pile of Kodo droppings but at least his outbursts are only strange.

Day 365

Today marks the one year anniversary of my training and graduation day.

Madam Cloyce personally attended my testing and was there to smile enigmatically at me after i had completed it. Some times i think she see’s her younger self in me and that scares me just a little.

Day 400

I have discovered the whereabouts of VanCleef . Today i will avenge my family, i have enlisted the aid of a Warrior, a Night elf Druid and her sister who is  a Priestess of Elune. Following us is a rouge i have noticed skulking around the entrance to the Deadmines, mayhap he will be of use.

Day 401

Battered and Bloody i return triumphant to Stormwind with VanCleef’s severed head we lost the rouge and the warrior in the fierce fighting the sisters fought like demons never have i beheld such deadly grace. I will say a prayer for the warrior, the remains of the rouge i dropped off at Si:7 headquarters and informed them he died while fleeing battle.

and now a random journal entry from Morgan’s mind
” Emails sent out to comic artist to ensure i can link them freely check.
main keyboard half dies on me again the middle of writing this blog forcing me to use the laptop keyboard…………… check….
class starts in an hour… dammit! *sigh* check”

It was cold, it was always cold in the orphanage in Stormwind and today was no different in that regard. Today however was different in the Noch was getting out of here. For three years he had endured the teases and taunts the looks and insults from the other kids, “your hair is funny,” ” worthless son of a dirt farmer” “bandit bait” and the like. So what if his hair had gone to silver before he turned fifteen? Noch took it as a mark of pride that he at least remembered his parents, indeed he would never forget the night that Van Cleef and his thugs invaded his parents home killing his mother father and baby sister before burning the only home he had known to the ground.

But as I said today was different, for a peculiar young lady was standing outside talking to Matron nightingale about taking young Noch on as an apprentice. “I’m not sure Noch would be well suited to arcane studies miss…..” matron nightingale faltered realizing she could not recall the name of the young lady standing before here. “It’s Cloyce and i know the boy has the talent needed indeed i have not seen one of his potential in a long time” said miss Cloyce. ” I know that the orphanage has fallen on hard times of late so i wish to make a donation to help out… all i ask is that young Noch be allowed to study under me and my associates.” smiling slightly Cloyce continued ” and since he would be my apprentice naturally we would make sure he is clothed fed and housed freeing up room for more needy children?” Eying the heavy coin purse which dangled from Cloyce’s belt Matron nightingale relented saying “well if it will help the other children i suppose then it is fine if young Noch studies under you.