Letter to Nisha - The Moonlit Burrow

Nisha,
It’s been a while since I’ve written to you. I’ve been kept very busy the few weeks, but I found myself with nothing to do tonight, found myself missing you…
A lot has happened. I’ve fought alongside my new friends, Tellea and Kayenier, defeated some big bads and have seen some things I thought I would never have to relive…
Any normal person would say fighting a ghostly spectre or a tiger would the most terrifying thing about my adventure but in truth it was seeing that ghostly Sethrak solider standing over you that scared me the most.
I haven’t forgotten you know; I will never forget. I still count down the days until I can return home and do what needs to be done. I sometimes find myself missing the scorching sun and cool relief of the desert caves, although I will say it is much easier living in this new land of Night Elves!
After Kayenier and her husband Thalrian left (they were looking for some ‘scourge’ that they say terrorises this world), Tellea and I decided to set up a base. Tellea says she will have been shunned by her people for failing to complete her Trials and so can’t return to the Big Tree and with no way back to Vol’dun (at least for now), I’ve decided to stay with her.
Our new den, the Moonlit Burrow, isn’t much, but Tellea and I have tried our best to tidy it up. I’ve spent a lot of time outside, familiarising myself with the land, collecting supplies, materials, and weapons. The wastelands are a treasure trove compared with the deserts and I’ve filled barrels and chests with all kinds of useful items. What ever happens next, at least we will be well supplied.
Whilst I have been busy restocking our new home, Tellea has been crafting furniture, growing it directly out of the ground. Her most impressive work has been the ginormous table in the middle of the burrow, wide enough to sit a whole caravan on top! She seems to enjoy sitting in her ‘throne’, an intricate mesh of bark, vines, and flowers that change with her mood. It makes it much easier to stay on her good side; you know how I struggle to tell what people are feeling sometimes. Well… except for you sister. I always knew exactly how you were feeling.
Whelp, I better get back to it, there is still plenty to do. Maybe I will go catch some fish… sounds like a good plan to me!

With you in spirit,

Lore