Writing: Folami Role-Play Set-Up

Writing for Folami again, this time something that is relevant to current role-play happenings within the guild. It's a set-up for getting Folami into Silvermoon to meet another character (or two?) who is (are) involved with the plot. It's only 557 words, so short and sweet, and there's no naughty words or any violence. Heck, there's not even any angst, or at least not more than a mere smidgen.

Also, I've proofread this a couple of times...under the influence of decongestant medicine due to this cold I've managed to catch over the weekend. So, uh, I tried to edit, but there might be something I missed. Yeah. (And yes, this little story will be going up elsewhere for the other guild members to see.)

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It was easy to spend hours wandering the streets of Silvermoon City drifting in and out of the many shops to sample the various wares, and that was normally how Folami spent her visits there, but not this time. After her requisite trip to Orgrimmar, her mind had refused to cease its constant replay of the conversation she’d happened to overhear at the inn. Reason told her she should let it go, that involving herself in matters of potentially dangerous magical artifacts without being first being asked was begging for trouble, not to mention possible decapitation if that one death knight’s threats were to be believed. However, curiosity was often stronger than reason, and this was especially true wherever Folami was concerned. The moment the opportunity presented itself, she headed straight for Silvermoon to see what she might be able to learn about this mysterious mirror.

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Today's Livejournal Writer's Block

The LJ questions won't post here on DW, but this is one I wanted to have in both locations, because the story is important to me...and it's kind of funny in certain twisted ways.

What's the worst thing you ever did to a partner during the course of a relationship? Did you ever move beyond it?

Years ago, when I was young and very stupid (AKA my late teens/very early twenties), I cheated on a partner. Twice. Physically, it was only once, and it never went beyond kissing because that guy was a terrible kisser and a biter who liked to bite with no warning and nearly split my lower lip in two. The other time it was purely online with another woman (more role-play than anything serious), but it still counted as cheating to him and that's what counts.*

That relationship was horrible and my needs weren't being met either emotionally or physically, but that doesn't excuse what I did. I was unhappy and pretty damn miserable. I think I tried talking to my partner at the time, but I lacked much in the way of communication skills. That, and that boyfriend was...well, a jerk at times. I've faced similar problems in relationships since him, but now I actually talk and am not afraid to say, "This aspect isn't working for me. What can we both do to try and find some middle ground?"

I'm not saying that me having better communication skills would have helped that relationship any. Knowing more about myself, my wants and needs, and knowing that the problem didn't 100% lie with me as to why I was unhappy would have helped me leave a hell of a lot sooner. It was a three-year relationship that lasted three years too long.

And yes, I'm still in the wrong for cheating.

* = He also thought my godawful lesbian erotica writing was cheating on him in some way, even though I was just writing stories and had no actual experience (woe). He wasn't supposed to know about it, but he'd snooped on my computer which is how he found out about the online cheating (and blamed it on the cat; no, really) and read it. Apparently that hurt him too, and I was a horrible person for writing about...completely fictional people.