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Names Sweet, Everlin Sweet. You think i'm kidding? Well.. I'm not. You would not believe the amount of jokes people can make about Sweets and the likes off. I swear to the old gods if i hear one more overconfident Guy say a cheesy pick up line like "Hey, Sweet thing" I'll stab him in his pretty little face.
Long story short i'm an orphan Noble. Not two words you normally hear together, i know, your probably confused. I was born into the noble house of Sweet. By the light i wish i had a different last name. Like, Smith. Or Morris. Or Evans. A nice… normal last name. Anyway, Back onto topic. So, I was born into the noble house of sweet. With two loving parents. My Father was a man of the navy. He was a captain, you see. His ship was called The Princesses Jewel. This brought on his little nickname for me, Princess. My mother always said it was his love for the sea that drew her to him.. I shouldn't be surprised, Unlike my Father who was a Stormwind man, Born and bread. My Mother was a Kul tiran. And just like my parents i grew to adore the sea almost as much as them, If not more.
A few months after my Fifth birthday my parents went out on some Explore mission. I was five, so i didn't ask questions.. Now that i look back on it, It seems a little odd for them both to go out. Mother wasn't even in the navy.. But as i said. I was five. I didn't ask questions. On this mission of there's, something went wrong. And there ship, along with them, went down. Leaving me an Orphan Noble. Wow, That actually isn't that short.. I should've just said "My parents died in a ship wreck when i was five". Now that would of been short.
After there death i went to live with my Auntie Amilier. Good ol' Auntie Amilier.. I hate her. Not because she's evil.. Shes just not a nice person. Kinda mean really.. It wasn't too bad though, I got three meals a day. Most of the time. I got nice clothing. As long as she was in a good mood. I had help with my homework. Just not off her. I only really lived with her for 6 years and then every summer and Winters Vail for another five years.. Not all that long though!
You're probably wondering why i was only living with her for Six years fully.. Well. When i was 11, I was taking a stroll round Stormwind when i meet this lovely Gnome. Yet again, Two words you don't usually see in a sentence. Lovely and gnome. Anyway.. I meet this Gnome called Rinswind. Rinswind.. What a lad. He was handing out flyers for a privet Mage school in Dalaran. And i remember thinking "This is my chance to GET THE HELL OUT OF THIS PLACE!" And you know what? I did. I went home and showed my aunt who said "If you don't quite with in the first month, I'll let you stay there" But guess what? I didn't quite. Actually i was the only one who didn't.. Out of the three people who turned up. But hey! At least i'm no quitter.
Rinswind taught me well. He taught me about the houses and said to me "It's not work if you enjoy it, So for lights sake, Child. Pick a house you enjoy. Because old gods help you if i have to listen to you complain about a house you don't like for the rest of my life" And so.. I picked illusion. It's fun. Hard. But fun!
I remember this one time, He fell asleep in the middle of our lesson. So what did i do? What any young innocent girl would do. I put lipstick on him, some eyeshadow, and braided his beautiful white beard. That's not even the funny part. When he woke up he suggested we go for dinner. I was so hungry at that point. So, We went. Me looking as cute as every. And him looking like a gnome with makeup on. He didn't even notice his braided beard till we ran into his dear friend, Max. A Night Elf hunter with the cutest dog! I knew what was coming to moment i saw him. So as my teacher and his friend stopped to talk. I hid. I remember Max saying to him "You look lovely, old friend. Trying a new style?". Rinswind was completely oblivious to it though and replied with "Ah, You noticed! I'm so glad! I thought i would try out the color red rather than blue today!". But max just shook his head and said "No.. I ment.. Your face.." Rinswind rushed to a window and looked in before screaming "EVERLIN!" I ran. Full on legged it! I dont know whats worse. The cramp that came after it. Or the small man running behind me with makeup on.. At least i went for colors that complemented his dress..
He held that little.. Incident.. Over my head for quite a while after that. And If i'm honest. So did max. Oh, I should probably Explain the whole.. Max part. Because let's be honest, Max is an odd name for a Night elf, Right? His name is Maximilian. It was given to him by his adopted parents. Two humans who took him in when he was nothing but a baby. I think it's so cute!
As for my creative little man child, Rinswind. He grew up with his parents. They were so disappointed when he left home to become a mage rather than become an inventor. They may not be proud of the crazy mage, But i am! At least when he's not blowing things up.
This one time, He cast a spell wrong while out on a walk, And rather than lighting up a candle, He ended making a cart of flowers go up on fire. When i smirked up at him, he remarked "Do as i say, not as i do, Little Miss". 'Little miss' that's his nickname for me. Not quite as charming as Princess. But hey, It's better than rat. My Aunties nickname for me.
I adored learning with him. But when i was fifteen my Auntie moved from Stormwind to Theramore. She started demanding that i come home for ALL holidays. Children's Week included. It sucked! All i did was study things like Darnassus. And spells. And useless books. Bloody useless books, I tell you! But, When ever i could, i was quick to sneak away. I loved going down to the harbour. One day i wondered on a bit far and old borris, the… dubious guard who looks after the harbour turned to me and said "Oi, Little lady. I'd be careful. Stubble to far and you'll find yourself a pirate." At first i was careful. I looked down the walkway of wood, Wondering just what to do, soon i spotted the black flag hanging over the side of the ship. A silent warning with out shouting out about them. One the deck and the dock, odd men and women were busy loading and talking and polluting the sea with there tossed over empty barrels of rum.
One of them, A young man. Only a few years older than me i would say. Handsome, With red hair that shines in the dim sun. I couldn't tell the color of his eyes. But i was sure, Just like him, They were beautiful. By the light, when did i become so cheesy? Anyway, Back to my story. After seeing the… beautiful stranger. That's right, Iv given him a nickname, I walked away. Nodding to Borris as i pass by.
Weeks pass by and every time i got the chance, which is like every lunch time, i would walk to the harbour and try to catch a peak of my handsome stranger. Soon it was time to head back to dalaran. My days were spent reading spells and setting Rinswind on fire. While my evenings were spent reading about pirates and daydreaming about the sea. More importantly, dreaming about sailing the sea.
Rinswind was understanding in my new found love of the criminal outlaws. He often took out pirate books and sailing books from the library when he popped in. I was grateful for him and all he had done for me. Close to my Sixteenth birthday i had him knocking on the door.
I opened it, expecting biscuits or a book, But instead i saw him stood next to a tall guy with ragged long hair, a walking stick, which i'm sure wasn't for walking, A purple road and a Kirin Tor tabard. Behind them were too guards.
"Ah, Miss Everlin. Your Awake, How lovely!" Rinswind looked at me, his eyes almost pleading as he spoke. I Read him loud and clear. Something was wrong, and i should play along. "Well of course, Riswind." I smiled my sweetest, Noble smile at him. Making sure to pronounce every word, like only a noble would. I looked to the man, who had yet to even crack a smile. "Hello there. May i help you, Sir?"
The man in question just sighed, Like he expected me to know the answer. "My name is Lord Lucas Redrunner." The moment he said his name, I knew who he was. He was differently with the kirin tor. Allow me to explain. Lord Lucas is a recruiter and trainer of the Kirin tor. He's a half elf, kinda popups and stuck up his own arse. But, he gets the job done. The only real question now. Was what did he want? "Please. Come in"
I lead Lord lucas and Riswind into my room. My room was nothing special. It had pale wallpaper. My bed sat to the right of the room. Across from the main door was a balcony. In the center of the room was a coffee table. A small two seater sofa and two wooden seats, Perfectly carved. "Can i get you gentlemen anything to drink? Tea, Coffee, Hot chocolate?" Riswind looked up with a smile. "My usual please." I look to Lord Lucas. "And you, My lord?" I ask, As nice as i could muster. "Coffee. Black. No sugar." He then looks me dead in the eyes. Yet, Still no smile.
I mean really. I've got a good sense of humour, I'm kind and caring and im cute as Hell! Why can't i get this guy to crack a smile? I nod at the two men before heading to the left side of my
room, where my long wooden table with all my teas and coffees are. I made rinswind a coffee with seven sugars and a boat load of milk. And a black coffee for.. He who must not smile!
I bring it over to them, Dropping it down onto the table. Rinswinds sat on one chair. Lucas on the other. I sit down onto the sofa and await for the convo of my life to begin..
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