Ce'arius D'Coleus

==Full Name==
Ce'arius D'Coleus
==Race==
Blood Elf
==Occupation==
Life: Pirate
Death: Fertilizer
==Family==
Mother - Ronae D'Coleus
Father - Sion D'Coleus
==Background==
Entries within Ce'arius' diary from his time working as a barman in Booty Bay up until his death.
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Entry #276
Life. Life currently - cannot get any worse; I spent my days in the great libraries of Silvermoon for – nothing, nothing at all. In honesty I am quite glad we left that place for our ‘holiday’ in Booty Bay, otherwise we would either be dead like the rest of them, or worse.
Anyway, the libraries of Silvermoon, I studied there for thirty whole years to be given the chance to become a scholar, like my father before me, but no, no, no, now we are here, Booty Bay and I have to spend my hours catering to sweaty, undersized little Orclings and cheap ladies of the moonlight, mother tells me that she grew up here. I don’t care.
C
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Entry #277
I found mother crying again today, tears of happiness and nostalgia she says, I told her to keep quiet, that she is disturbing my beauty sleep, she told me I don’t need it, I smiled and patted her on the head before leaving her to her depressing business.
Apparently mother used to be waitress here before having me and moving to Silvermoon, which raises the question: why was my father here studying as a ‘scholar’ here of all places?
P.S: I found a snazzy hat today.
C
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Entry #278
The days seem to bleed themselves away, the sun rises, I work, and the sun sets. I never had this trouble in Silvermoon, my life was dull there also, but in a way I preferred, in a way that soothed me, chilled the mind, the dullness here is enough to drive me insane, I want something to do, I want adventure, I want some fun.
C
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Entry #279
Pirates. I see them every day lugging large crates on and off their ships and I envy that life, that scurvy ridden life, I see mother staring out towards them longingly, I hate that she is home and I am not. I wonder how much one of those ships costs.
C
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Entry #280
Another night of woeful weeping and the ‘bang, bang’ banging from next doors hammock, such thoughts repulse and sicken me. I do find my thoughts wandering though – to adventure, the open seas, to – women, strangely enough, and to life.
Tomorrow I shall confront my mother about her incessant sniffing and blubbery.
C
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Entry #281
Balls.
C
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Entry #281.5
It’s not every-day that you find out that your background and origins are a lie, it’s also not everyday you find out that your father is one of those pirates I so envy, my mother was surprised that I didn’t remember, it seems I spent the first three years of my life out at sea. Apparently the bay and the sea remind my mother about ‘him’ – I dislike him already, whenever I think of what he may be life I feel some pressure on my chest.
Despite this news it’s been yet another day of mind-numbing plate-carrying, I can feel my intellegeance suffering because of it, my fingers cannot even remember the touch of a decent leather-bound book.
C
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Entry #282
How could I have been such a fool? My mother always told me my father was a famous scholar, one of great renown and respect, yet whenever I came to mention his name in conversation people would raise their eyebrows at me – I thought they were impressed.
The longer I stay here the more I think I will lose my sanity and self-respect, already the wenches at the bar are expecting me to leap onto them at first wink, and thankfully I’m not that sort of person.
C
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Entry #283
I finally plucked up the courage to speak to some pirates by the dock, asked them about their ship, their wages and if they feel that their vivacity for life was being fulfilled by their constant voyages, all answers were good. I mentioned my father, they laughed in my face and patted me on the shoulder.
I went back to work.
C
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Entry #284
What a rush! What an eventful day! One of the new pirates started becoming inappropriate with my mother, it was incredible! I just saw red, picked up a chair and smashed his son over the head with it! That’s the last time they’ll be causing trouble in our establishment, I spoke to my mother afterwards, between two tankards of rum, I told her I couldn’t handle Booty Bay anymore, she said she knew, I said that we could go and sail together like her and my father once did, she smiled a smile that made her tired arcane-starved face beautiful once more, she nodded, spat in her hand and held it out for me to shake.
We’ve promised each other to save our gold every evening along with anything we can find around to sell or use towards purchasing the new ship.
C
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Entry #1001
Mother turned and looked at me, grinning widely with her hands on her hips before peering back over her shoulder at the crew. It took us some good long night working our arses off to get this far, but here we are.
The Axiom, what a sight, what a crew. Old Gerald Rustmuffin: it’s been said that he once escaped the clutches of an Orca using only his false teeth, a string off his mistress’s knickers and a fake cows udder. Dorian Brown: Claims to be able to shoot seagulls out of the sky with one of Axiom’s cannons, he was once eaten by a sea giant, he was found a good few days later regurgitated along the southern coast, he says that’s what burnt out his eyes. Feyt Suncatcher: Was once arrested in Booty Bay for using a mailbox for relief Gurtrude Burtlott: Is actually male, one time he cut out his tongue and tied it between his buttcheaks in a game of charades, his team lost. Bet Bouncer: Fantastic hips and rump. Mac McDurgle: Believes he was once a parrot. Then there was the Chester Beckers and the Leeches, and a man named Bunsen, who I met in a brothel, and Doctor Webster Civet, who apparently drowned last summer up in Arathi. And the Hornbeams and the Willie Voltaires, Clarence Endive was from Silvermoon as I remember. He came only just the other day in his undergarments, and had a fight with a bum named Etty on our roof. Finally there was me and my mother, the two finest bar people in Booty Bay.
C
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Entry #1017
This is the life; I can see my mother radiant at the wheel of the Axiom these days, the crewmates all always high in spirits. The world used to feel so big, but now it is in the palm of our hands, I even find myself expecting to cross the path of father, give his a good wave and the flick of the V’s, and then off we go. Everyone seems to get along, I know for certain me and Clarence did last night. Yet still I find myself wanting more, I have wasted enough of my life getting here, and I know in time this life will slip from my grasp. This thought is what makes my life incomplete.
C
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Entry #1020
A voice came to me last night, that of a woman, calling out to me from a nearby island. Mother told the crew that we were not to go near the place, naturally I feel inclined to. I’ll see how things are tomorrow whilst I’m up in the birds nest.
C
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Entry #1021
The voice again came from the island. This time I decided to investigate it, I doubt anymore heard me leaving or coming back. Good. I only just got back now. I’ll write more tomorrow.
C
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Entry #1022
I saw a woman of such incredible beauty last night, something I can’t even put down on paper, and such intellect. She spoke to me with words of wisdom, she told me that something my mother picked up in the last haul belonged to her, if I were to pry it from her fingers then I can be granted immortality. It sounds simple enough, but naturally the woman went on to say that I would owe her. If I could get her the other things she wanted then I would be allowed to sail Azeroths seas as much as I wished and for as long as I wished.
I obviously accepted.
C
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Entry #1059
I haven’t had much time the write these days, life calls and all that – we ran into an unnatural storm the other day, we’ve been moving slowly even since, The Axiom took a bit of a battering but no worries. The crew have been passing the time with some old jack-tripletail-dog-dancing marathon, but we’ll run out of rum and grease soon, Gurtrude is winning so far though. Mother told us that in that last lot of treasure we secured there was some sort of pendant, the Doctor has been set on the task but so far he claims that it has something to do with the mythological kraken.
Tonight’s looking to be a good night ahead. For me, anyway
C
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Entry #2133
After getting what she wanted the sea-witch has now lumbered me with this ‘Captain Sion D’Coleus’, my father sees himself as some sort of – I introduced myself today, I had been watching them for the past few days, seemed like the old sea-witches informants were correct, either way my father passed out when I told him who I was, my dumb, cheerful little façade should keep them all unsuspecting. One thing I can compliment my father on is his company though, he knows how to choose his women, one in particular caught my eye, some girl, intellectual looking, she wore an expensive robe – lovely, red and black and gray. On the bright side I am immortal, to a certain degree.
C
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Entry #2134
Perhaps it’s too much for me to go on about this but I do miss my old crew, despite having one of the Wrecks crew laying next to me it still doesn’t feel like home, or Bet Bouncer. The old Seawitch has been complaining about my lack of progress, I hope the weight of the ocean she wishes to rule crushes her. My mind keeps drifting to the open sea again and again, there’s only one thing worse than being on land with no access to the sea, and that’s being on a ship and not being out at sea. The one sleeping beside me was slightly uninteresting in conversation, perhaps I shall speak to that robed girl tomorrow, she no doubt has a good head on her shoulders in both looks and her knowledge of the ship.
C
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Entry #2136
Her name is Elisandra, I have definitely found the most interesting woman on this ship, she trusts the Captains son and parted with some information on where we will be going next. I’ll be sure to pass this on to the Seawitch, perhaps she can arrange an ambush so I can have the old crew back.
C
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Entry #2139
Still not out at sea. Some lass named Lidien keeps on aggravating me, quite the looker, not much of a thinker. There’s nothing more I hate in this world more than an awful conversationalist. Elisandra was wearing purple today.
C
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Entry 2144
I shot Lidien’s parrot today, I had to. I’ll mail it to her sometime later this week, I can’t be bothered with telling here tonight, it’ll complicate things.
C
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Entry #2145
I’ve decided to spend some more time with that Elisandra, she has a lot to tell, much like that rotting Illyxia - she reminds me too much of my mother - and the Captain still has us landlocked.
C
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Entry #2146
Apparently we are leaving tomorrow and there has been a change of plans, we must conclude what it is we were involved in on land before the ship leaves, sadly I doubt the Seawitch will be able to keep up with this ship. we’ll be away awhile. I just got back from talking with Elisandra, we laughed about mailing Lidien’s bird back to her, she told me about how she’s just a pirate for the sake of being one, money, adventure, freedom, the life that anyone would want I suppose. I told her that one day she would marry a scholar or rich Silvermoon librarian and that I would visit from time to time to make things awkward. The irony of that moment was mesmerising to me.
C
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Entry #2147
Setting off today. Hopefully the sea-witch got my message
C
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Entry #2170
Such adventure! I haven’t felt so invigorated since The Axiom, we’re finally arriving back at land, good, I’m looking forwards to some fresh fruit and women. The Captain said that he owes me a lashing for what I said earlier today, I can’t say I agree with that, I’ll keep my pistols loaded just to exemplify that point.
C
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Entry #2171
I had to pull the trigger, as he was approaching me with that lasher of his I just had to, it was a joy to see the man crumple to the floor in agony. It would have been better if I hadn’t been betrayed by the crew, shot in the heart and thrown overboard. It’s a good thing that sea-witch has powers over life and death, else things would’ve gotten a bit dull in the afterlife for me. At least I still have my looks, and a new life is just on the horizon
It’s been three months since then and the sea-witch has set me on a new task, one that will see the end of that blasted crew, the ones who killed me.
C
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Entry #2171
She says that she is my “master” until I drag D’Coleus and his cretin crew to the depths, we’ll see whom drags whom in the upcoming battle I suppose, she’s setting the Kraken on them. When the time comes I’ll decide which side is more profitable for me and my immortality.
C
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Entry #2172
Sion and Illyxia didn’t seem all too happy to see me back, stranded alone without their precious ship. It was a joy to see them in this state. I have no idea what they actually wanted from me though, I went to warn them that they had best prepare, they were set in their minds about mothers old trinket. I wonder what the significance is, the old sea-witch mentioned interest in the piece of trash before.
I have sided with the two, my father and his appointed whore, Illyxia. They are going to take down the sea-witch, they seem to have the upper hand upon defeating the Kraken, so I know where my loyalties stand, for now. I wont show myself to the crew just yet, as aesthetically pleasing as it would be to see Elisandra again.
C
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Entry #2173
Today I felt pain. Such incredible pain. Then I felt so very tired. I’m even having trouble putting ink to parchment. What is the matter with me?
C
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Entry #2174
I curse the day that I came into contact with D’Coleus and his crew! The fools not only killed the sea-witch without me, but somehow managed to accidently destroy whatever it was that was keeping me held together! I can feel my body rejecting life as I write. Sun damn it all! I was supposed to live. Live! I was supposed to live and not just survive, like these fools!
This will be my last entry, and whoever is still reading this has clearly found some amusement in my writings. The ultimate joke was played upon me by hapless fools, but this diary is far from full. I will find you, whoever holds onto my possession will find ghosts do exist in Azeroth…
Ce’arius… D’Coleus.
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