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�Have you noticed?� Mallory asked. �These pamphlets seem to be everywhere. I know I was in hiding for awhile, but I know Stormwind didn�t have so many of these.� Peter shrugged. �Lot of crackpots out in force ri […]

(( Related: (RP) CHAT LOG: SWTOR The Hunt (Part 1). The following is on my SWTOR Agent, Tevaria. )) Stooping over a large table holo display of Corellia, Tevaria watched as several markers appeared and pointed to […]

Officer’s Journal Entry #1214 My request for a frontline transfer has been approved. In the coming month or so, I will be leaving Stormwind. Leaving all the politics and the desk that has been my … my cell for […]

(( Related: (RP) CHAT LOG: SWTOR The Hunt (Part 1). The following is on my SWTOR Smuggler, Jacqueline “Jackie” Rees and her estranged daughter, Vanessa. )) Two voices talk in the night on Tatooine. One is de […]

Several potted plants are found outside of Aunne’s door.  The plants are … strange, seeming like some hybrid mix between icecap, sorrowmoss, and nightmare vine.  Attached to one pot is a note. Don’t know if y […]

Outside of Caelryn’s door one morning will be a smallish box.  Light, scuffling sounds can be heard inside.  When opened, there will be a tiny wolf pup, obviously a runt, sleeping peacefully inside with a note. H […]

Fire was always warming, always welcoming. She didn’t know why or where this desire came from, but from within, from as early as she could remember, the coals and the sparks and the flickering light of chapel […]

I do not choose to sink into despair. This feeling, this…inexorable desire, which at times has overwhelmed me, is not what matters at my core. There is a time coming where my emotions, my feelings, will matter […]

Seething shadows clawed at the group in front of the fallen tree, fighting as viciously as the Templars who blocked their path to the other party while they confronted Sielic for a final time. Above, watching […]

(interestingly, originally written in Draenic, and translated by a trusted member of the GM’s staff.  The original missive’s handwriting is sharp and clear, the runes of that language expertly and precisely […]

To kill a friend and colleague because they are �beyond redemption� is a concept that is all too familiar with me. However, this Seilic fellow had the option of mercy, one that was never granted to warlocks tha […]

[A note is tied around a bottle of something alcoholic, dark, and smelling strong enough to knock over a vrykul, next to a little cloth bag filled with something hard and granular, sitting in front of Jorinak’s […]

[A letter sits, folded and wedged in the doorjamb of Zaanthe’s room, written on a spare half-sheet of parchment in a slow, crude hand that bespoke lack of practice but also care, each word written painstakingly in […]

Assured he was sleeping, Etsiyona rose from the bed and out of the room.  As she walked her body warned her she shouldn�t be moving; the two near misses with the toss and nearly going over the edge of the tree wr […]

Metal made interesting sounds; unforgettable sounds.  When it was forged, it rang like a bell – she’d been told, once, that the sound of a metal being forged told the smith all they needed to know about the metal […]

Green fire lit the heavens – or, at least as much of the heavens as she could see.  She could probably see more heavens if the giant, green-rock-but-not-rock tower with its glowing column of fel energy wasn’t in […]

(( Related: Snapped. )) Within the Westguard keep, amid the surroundings of stone, lit torches, and scent of burning oil, Arialynn Dawnfield stood at the war council table, a single document laid out before her. […]

�Fuck,� came the first waking word from the vindicator beneath the too-thin sheets of his bed in Westguard. He�d come to be fond of that short, sharp expression over his time on Azeroth. It was so very good at co […]