Caffiend is seeking out models for the "Arcadeco" designs coming in. He is holding a show in Silvermoon, in the Bazaar. Anyone can model - needs males and females. If you are interested, please reply. 

Benefits:
You will be paid 10-20g.
You will walk away with new attire.

((Read “Caffiend’s Fiance….” for prelude to this))

Skellos walks downstairs to see his new Master, Caffiend counting the income for the week. Caffiend gets up from his seat and looks at his new student.

“Hello, my apprentice. Today, you will start on making bolts of cloth I need. You will learn under me and learn the ways of the Forsaken. I see you becoming a great general one day!”, Caffiend looks at his new apprentice with honor.

“Yes master, I will not let you down.”

Caffiend and Skellos begin their work. They start to ravel bolts of cloth, linen, wool, and even silk. Each bolts consistency was over efficient and Skellos’s work in making them iompressed Caffiend.

“Master?”

“Yes Skellos, what is it?”

“We have run out of cloth to make the bolts, where do we get more?”

Caffiend’s eyes light up. He remembers an initiation ritual for the sepulture. Ambermill – a place hated by the scourge and run by the mages of greed and holy sanctimony.

“We shall go to Ambermill and strip them of their cloth we need to make the bolts.” Skellos nods as both member go back to their homes to gear up for the massacre.

They sit outside Ambermill. Caffiend begins his lecture on the town and who is inside. They start to walk to the town together and run into a group of guards walking the opposite way. A human warrior and a gnome mage. They both look at the withered priest and his undead apprentice.

“Well, what do we have here, forsaken? A priest and a mage – have you come to start trouble.” The warrior looks at the two undead, his vanity has gone to his head.

“Start trouble? We are here for your lives!,” Skellos yells back at the  warrior.

Caffiend sees his apprentice start to charge and yells to him, “NO! Wait, he has…”

Before Caffiend could stop him, the warrior snaps back and knocks Skellos unconscious.

“Now its your turn,” The gnome says as he starts to charge his magic. Caffiend looks at the gnome with pity as the shadows consume him. He changes into a shadowy figure and blends into the dark woods. The figure raises his hand in the air and the gnome stops casting. The warrior tries swinging at the figure but can’t seem to hit anything.

“Now……..it is your turn gnome…”

The gnome grabs his head – agony, pain fills the gnome’s head. It feels as if something in his head is trying to break out. Then suddenly, the gnomes head explodes all over the warrior. Brain matter and fragments of skull are all over the warrior armor. In horror, the warrior tries to run in fear. No where to run, the shadow grabs each limb and rip them off at the same time. The warrior, lays on the ground in agony – his arms and legs ripped from their seems. His torso and head are all that remain. He looks up at the shadowy figure as it turns back into the priest it once was. He puts his head back on the ground…and dies.

Caffiend goes over to his apprentice and wakes him. Brain matter and blood is all over the Skello’s armor.

“What happened?” he asks as he is awakened.

“Come my apprentice – we will purge this mill of is vanity.”

Caffiend stays inside, sewing his garments. He awaits his new apprentice. It his first apprentice – he is eager to get him started.

Caffiend has been working on a wedding present for Devi. It was beautiful, black and knows it would look radiant on the gorgeous blood elf. He didn’t quite know what to make for the husband, Zenjaar. He thinks to himself, “What is the easiest gift to give? I got it!” Caffiend opens an envelope and stashes some money inside. “There, I’m done! A beautiful dress for Devi and money for the groom.” Caffiend looks at the dress again and then walks over to his trunk. Upon opening the trunk, he sees the dress he made for Mari.

“Why was I so afraid to give it to her and tell her….” Caff thinks to himself with discern. He runs the tread of the dress in his hands….memories begin to flow again….

“Time to get up my love,” Sala speaks in a vibrant, loving tone, “The alliance have come back with more injured. It seems the new plague has desecrated Light House Chapel.” Caffiend stands with his long flowing blonde hair and the deep green eyes that makes any blood elf stand out.

“Have I slept that long my precious?,” Caffiend says in a waking tone.

Sala starts to put on her physician clothes and smiles at her love lying in bed. She taps his foot, “Come on get up.” Caffiend rolls over and closes his eyes. He starts to dream again.

He’s on a boat with his love in the middle of the sea. He pours her a glass of wine and snuggles close to her. She embraces him and and puts her hand  on his leg. From the water, comes a sudden rumbling. Screaming……….the water turns into fire and in an instant, Sala is ripped from the boat by a huge monster. The monster lingered in the fire, unable to see the beasts figure. “Caffiend! Help me! “ Sala screams. “I can’t see you! Where are you?”

“Caffiend! Help me! They are going to kill me! Ahhhhhh!” Sala screams in terror.

“SALLLAA!!!!”

“SALA!”, Caffiend awakens panting and breathing hard. His heart racing. It was just a dream – a nightmare. The blood elf grasps his chest with his hand. Suddenly, he hears screams outside his window. “Am I still dreaming?”, he thinks. He hears women screaming for help. The sound of swords clinging and the sound of blades being run through flesh. He looked out his window and sees the horror before him. Houses burning, children running, and he saw….demons? Demonic forces running around – eating the flesh of humans. Brill was being torn apart. The elf runs to his closet and suits up for battle. He notices….Sala….where is she?

Suddenly his heart picks up again. What if she is dead? What if one of those things out there is chewing on her while she is alive? Thoughts of only the worst run through his head.

He walks out of the house and right away a ghoul runs at him. The priest burns the creature in holy fire and smotes him as he falls to the ground. Complete chaos has broken outside. He starts to run to the stables to attend a horse so he can evacuate himself along with Sala. The only problem was …..well finding her amongst the chaos of people being torn to pieces . Caffiend fights his way to the stables, slashing and smiting the creatures in the way. When he gets to the stable, he jumps on a horse and starts to ride out. In the middle of the fighting and the chaos, Caffiend cries out for his love. Suddenly,  he hears from the distance, ”I’m hear my love.” Sala runs towards the frantic blood elf. Caffiend feels a slight sense of relief. As Caff rides to Sala, she runs towards him. Right when they come together, a loud rumbling is casted through the town. Was it an earthquake? What was making the ground tremble so? Then there, before the two blood elves, the pitlord Curithas stands before them. Arthas, the prince of Lorderan stands next to the pit lord. Caffiend looks at Arthas befuddled.  

“Arthas……what have you done to yourself.” Caffiend’s eyes are in disbelief. The once great, noble prince of Lorderan now is now a mere former image of himself. His eyes, hallowed, his armor, demonic……….his persona, corrupted.

“What of these two my lord,” Curithas says in a deep, ringing demonic tone.  

Arthas looks at what Caff is wearing. The emblems embroidered on his cloth showed a mender – a priest of the cloth.

“A priest….,”Arthas glares at the blood elf, “He is to serve!”

“Like hell I will!”

Caffiend then noticed the chaos has stopped. He was surrounded by the forces of the Scourge. They stood, waiting for Arthas to give the order to kill him. Caffiend now with worry on his face jumps off his stead and holds onto his love.

Curithas drops his sword and grabs Sala. Caffiend fights to free his hand to drop Sala. Arthas casts a shiled on Caffiend, holding him in the air.

“I said, you are to serve Priest……”, Arthas grins wickedly “Now, BURN!” Arthas sends a shadowy fire that burns Caffiend’s flesh. He rolls on the ground in agony, the fire blazes over his body like a thousand needles weaving in and out his body.  As he burns on the ground, Arthas nods at the Pitlord. Curithas tightens his grip and Sala’s face starts to turn red. She looks at his love, burning on the ground. She only cries helplessly, as the pitlord begins to tighten his grip. She feels her ribcage being pushed into her chest. Caffiend looks up to see his one and only love…..his flower…his everything, being crushed in the hands of the pitlord.

“I…….will always love you……….” In a single instant, Sala is crushed by the pitlord. Her eyes closed and her body goes lifeless.

The burning stops and the pitlord drops his love in front of him. He turns her head and tries slapping her in the face.

“Please…..oh please, wake up……please tell me….no this can’t be happening.” Caffiend runs his hand through her hair. And notices his fingers………bone, mended with decaying flesh. He raises both hands to his face, and touches his face. He has been burned into ………a demonic state.

“You are to serve us now priest! Together, we will run this world into the ground!”

Curithas starts to laugh, as he looks down at the burned elf. Caffiend stares at the one thing he loved so much in the world. It’s gone now…….his dismay turns into depression as he runs his hands through the cloth.

“Sir, your new apprentice is here.” Rugo interrupts Caffiends day dreaming.

“Send him down..”

Caffiend stares at the dress for second, and then closes the trunk.  

Caffiend walks back to the inn in Booty Bay. His head feels drained and he can't even think straight. The drugs have left its mark in his head. He decides to stop the dust for a while. Remnants start coming forth as he walks to Booty Bay.  "Why do I feel apart...........why do I feel I have been in such a daze." Caffiend starts to remember the drugs and also remembers his night with the lizard people.  His head is empty...light....and in an apologetic state. He has made new boots for Mari and is delivering them to her. 

Caffiend enters the pub and hands Mari the boots. "I'm sorry Mari....I..." but before Caffiend could say anything else, Mari is actually happy to see Caffiend. Caffiend gives Mari a confused look, before she tells him its ok. What has made her hapy about the actions that night? Caffiend let it go and sat down by the bar. Marsh was in that night. Suffthorn and Zareith was there as well. Zareth has become a close friend to Caffiend. As Caffiend sits down, he hears Mari talking of a Tauren who threatened to kill her!

Surprised, Caffiend starts asking for names. She doesn't know his name, nor does she know who he is. Sufferthorn looks at caffiend,"I'm going to find him.......and then I am going to kill him....." Sufferthorn runs out of the inn without hesitation. "Wait!" Caffiend yells trying to stop him.

As Caffiend ran outside the bar.......Sufferthorn was nowhere to be seen......Caffiend runs outside to see Sufferthorn getting a beat down by a Tauren druid.

"I would start running if I were you sir..." Caffiend looks the Tauren dead in the eye as the priest falls under the shadows. 

"A priest eh? Hah! Well......." The Taurens confidence seems unrelenting. As the Tauren runs at the priest, he quickly moves into the shadows and entrances his shadow magic on the druid. He gives the druid, Pain, Misery, and is places his deadliest plague on the druid. As the druid comes in to swipe at the priest again, he starts to feel pain everywhere. The pain feels as if one had a kinfe and pierced it in several locations and twisted. The druid could not stand against the power of the dark.............

As the druid is limping away, the priest sees Sufferthorn is hurt badly. He helps Sufferthorn onto his feet and the druid looks at the priest in discern,"While you are here, you can protect her, but know this is only when you are here. I will be hunting her again...." Before Caffiend could finish him off, he vanishes into the jungle........
 

Caffiend sits there again in the night, eyes wide opened - can't sleep, can't think. "A cad...." he thought ..... Earlier that morning, he promised himself he would tell Mari how beautiful she was. He was to ask her on a date that night when hell washed over. 

Caffiend sat in near the bar, waiting for Mari to arrive. He had made some new designs and was trying them out on Media. He tried the casuals on her - the yellow, blue, dark silk, and even the red swashbuckler shirt with her new pants. Everything seemed to look well on Media and she ended up buying the black silk shirt. Just then, Mari walked in and smiled at Caffiend. Caffiend, nervous walks over to her and just when he begins to talk, a friend of his walks in. He was introduced to a Paladin the night before and thought he had meet a new friend. While Caffiend greeted his newly meet friend, a rogue walked in. The rogue was a dear friend of Mari's. While sitting there, Caffiend's pally friend Sin decides to start a confrontation with the rogue. Words were exchanged - words that one couldn't forgive. Sin talked of the rogues being crooks and can only dissapear in fights, rather than fight them. He said such things that made Caffiend slam his head in the table. "Shut up!" he thought, "What the hell is he doing?" 

Sin and Mari's friend went outside to fight. Caffiend was embarassed at his friend. "Why did he have to start a fight with some one close to  Mari?" he thought. When the fight was over, Caffiend over apologized to Mari. He told her how sorry he was and how his friend was drinking too much. It didn't matter - it made Caffiend look like an idiot. 

Caffiend went back into the bar to drink some more - a blood elf women walked over to the table. "May I sit down?" Her name was Zepher. She started talking to Caffiend about his shop and about what he was doing tonight or what he waas going to do. Then, coming into the bar he see's Marsh. His face turned to disbelief and put his head back down.

"Whats wrong?" Zepher asked. 

"Her! She tells me she is not with him (points to Marsh) - he's a cad - but yet he surrounds her. " Caffiend says in dissapointment. "Well," Zepher says, "Why don't you go talk to her?" 

"Last Call!" Mari yells. Caffiend slams his fist on the table. "Now is your chance, go talk to her Caff!" Caffiend builds the courage, but when he asks Mari to take her back to Silvermoon, she declines and goes to Undercity to restock. Soon after, he notices Marsh there.....

"She told me.............a cad.........oh well......" Caffiend looks back at the dress he made. "Maybe I should finish it before the nights end..........whats the point, she has Marsh now - I blew my chance......"

Depressed, caffiend turns to the other side of his pillow and tries not to think about it.  

Most of the week last week, Caffiend had been at brewfest drinking. He left all his work to do over the weekend.  The strees came on friday night when he realized he had wedding clothes to make for Norashi's wedding. Coming into work, he talks to his assisstant.



"Sirigna'no, how far are we for the threads in the Norashi weddings? Please tell me we have the cloth ready!"
Sirigna looks at his master with concern. "I'm sorry sir, but we are behind - by at week at the very least. We need more silk for the grooms vest and we need more netherweave for the lining of the brides maids dresses." 
Caffiend baffled by the tasks at first, but then realizes how easy these dresses are to put together. The lining was a simple weave and grind and the grooms silk shirt would take a half an hour to make. Caffiend grabs the thread on the table and gives the whip to his assisstant. "Get this whipp cracking Sirigna, we have work to do."




Caffiend starts into his work with much haste. He is trying to hurry so he could say goodbye to his favorite bartender. He had just heard rumors of Mari leaving the city for a while and wanted to say goodbye. Unfortunately, time had been going by faster and just when he was done with the shirt, Sirigna comes running to his master. "Sir! SIR! The lining on the dresses - there is something wrong!" Caffiend looks at his lining and noticed that the dresses were done with the wrong color. "I'm sorry sir we are going to have to start over on....." But before Sirgina could say another word, Caffiend slams his fist on the table. "What are you doing! Don't you gnomes know what you are doing?" Caffiend turns to his assistant in anger. "And you! I brought you here from the warlocks den to do simple work - do I have to replace you now? Do you want to go back to being a slave to the warlocks here?" Sirgina looks at the ground, quiet and humble. "Alright....lets just get through this."

It was now Sunday and Caffiend still has much work to do before he could say goodbye to Mari. As he sits at his table and thinks things over, the only thing that's running though his mind is if he will say goodbye to Mari before she leaves.......

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