((Click here to open the song in spotify.)) Many evenings, the members of the Dawn could actually find Tove in the tavern. Sometimes she was bantering with the barkeep, or waging her own personal assault on the ale stores. Other times she would weave tales–teaching stories of the Spirits, or some retelling of bravado. It […]
The wild garden was quiet, and Fiel had fallen into the most peaceful of sleeps, cradled in a bed of green, lulled by the gentle stream nearby, warmed by the little griffon sprawled over his lap like a thick blanket. Not that he needed him for that, the place was cool enough. The Gilded Hollow. […]
Awakened corpses lay scattered at Rikvi’s feet. The necromancer let the tip of her greatsword rest against the ground as she tried to catch her breath. “That’s what, twenty today?” Tove jumped down from the rock ledge she’d chosen as her murder-perch. No small number of bodies on the ground were feathered by her arrows. […]
Ambrosine loved her family’s country estate. Her nurse grew indulgent and let her eat extra cookies before bed time. The gardens ran half-wild and no one minded if she played in the flowerbeds. Her older brother, Aidan, wasn’t worried about impressing his friends and would actually join her with his toy soldiers. Life was simple. […]
“You know, when Eury described the ‘stray’ she’d picked up, I…had almost hoped. And here you are.” Umbrage nearly leaped out of her skin at the voice from her doorway, despite its familiarity. Sure, her door had been open, but her mind had been…somewhere else. “Ambrosine.” The charr turned haunted, yellow eyes towards her. Ambrosine […]
“You look like you could use a hand.” He’s not trying to be mean, or making a snarky joke –for once. For once there is genuine concern in his voice. He spotted it while walking along the broken shoreline not too far from the city-state of Lion’s Arch. He thought it to be another stray […]
Cato was very proud of his armor. He’d cobbled it together out of leather scraps himself, even going so far as to learn how to stitch it together. Sure, it wasn’t _metal_ like his mother Eury wore, but none of the blacksmiths had been willing to help. He was also very proud of his dagger. […]
(WARNING. THIS POST CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR A BUG IN THE SYSTEM. Don’t read unless you’ve finished it or don’t care.) . . . . . (Also, no actual gross details given, just terrible things implied.) . . . Niklas was not at the tiny table he was using for a desk. He was not in […]
Her name was Umbrage Ruinfel. Or well, it was for now, but the rest of the Ruin warmband was memories and plant food by now. At least, she hoped they were. There were worse options. Right now she stood in the middle of Lion’s Arch, because she didn’t know where else to go. Sure, she […]
The first trip to Elona stung him in manners he hadn’t anticipated. It had been a fiasco, for sure. He went at it like a drunken fool, clueless, flailing in the dark and bumping into walls, barely escaping death at nearly every corner. He came back from it battered and bruised and shaken down from […]
Eury paused her rounds to sit outside of a nice little cafe that knew how to make a good cheesy meat. It was her favorite lunch. No one was surprised when, five minutes after it was brought out, Cato appeared to steal a quarter of it and run off to rejoin his friends. You know, […]
Eurydice was relatively busy for someone who was “retired”. After breakfast was eaten and her son, Cato, was unleashed upon Lion’s Arch*, Eury began her rounds. It was a habit that resembled her old Lionguard patrols, only she was mostly being social. The merchants knew her. The refugees came to know her, too, although this […]
It was a terrible idea. There he was, scribbling at his desk, locked inside his cabin in the middle of the Godslost swamp instead of being out there, pulling treasures out of the possessive grasps of some ancient demon, or discovering the ruins of some lost city in the desert. But no, there he was, […]
Most people by now knew better than to fuck with Esja. She wasn’t called Slyshot for nothing. She wasn’t a former pirate for nothing, neither. She’d had to relearn all the good perches after they rebuilt the Arch. Hell, she’d had to relearn just about everything, acquire a new office, establish fresh supply lines, find […]
“These grand adventures are glorious, but a bit complicated as a ranger, let me tell you.” Tove stood casually on the edge of the casino’s roof. Behind her, the reef drake Lashtail happily stomped around the fountains. “It’s not very nice to drag your animal friends so far out of their comfort zones.” “I understand,” […]
————————————- 9 Zephyr, 1329 AE The other explorers suggested I keep a journal. This is a first for me, so this should be interesting. Dear journal, or whatever. I’ve been a member of the Priory for a little over two years now. They let me mount my own expeditions to Orr without their supervision, as […]
Ambrosine raised an eyebrow when Imke walked into her office. “Didn’t I tell you to knock like a normal person? I know you have a key but, come on.” “Look, I listen first. Last thing I want t’do is walk in on your an’ Jes fuckin’.” The young engineer claimed the chair on the other […]
Part 1: Trials and Tribulations Kryta: Three years ago, after the fall of Lion’s Arch. The impenetrable wall of white rose up before him. At some point, he could swear the crags and peaks that he thought he saw weren’t real. His fur-lined cloak was wrapped tightly around his armored frame. Shield slung over one […]
There should have been more than three of them at the site. Any expedition in Lornar’s Pass was at risk from dredge, pirates, grawl, and other hazards. But time was of the essence, and hands were in short supply…. Ambrosine had chosen a ridge above the excavation as her sentry point. She wasn’t worried about […]
The morning was crisp and cool as it broke over the still quiet of Divinity’s Reach. The city had yet to be warmed by the sun just now pulling its fiery head over the horizon. Gold of morning and silver of night mingle over the mist as it steadily sought it’s way to the villages […]
“We’ve had our latest mission go off with a modicrum of success. We saved some people, yes, but we were outplayed by a rather overdramatic, self important buffoon. And I don’t mean Palawa Joko. One Galleyranx the Render of Souls, and Eater of Dreams, one of his Awakened Generals. Possibly […]
“I’m not made for this,” Ambrosine grumbled. She’d found a shady corner of Amnoon and was painstakingly applying sunblock to every exposed inch of skin. Once she was done, she handed the pot over to her fellow pasty ginger. “Tell me about it,” Niklas replied. “Though I’m not a Norn at least, so there’s that.” […]
((The group I was with was called Templars of Arkayne and we were artifact hunters. This was Airuska’s)) Airuska had spent much of her time fighting the dragon minions and other threats to Tyria. During this time she met many Kodan and learned much about the ways of Koda and the Balance. Although she had […]
((Continuing to post old stories. The time jumps messaged were originally to reflect time skips in my old GW2 guild.)) Airuska had always been faithful to the spirits, following their guidance at all times most specifically wolf who had guided her on her path on in life. She had never had any reason to question […]
((Wanted to bring back some stories from my old RP days in Guild Wars 2 from when it launched. Here is the backstory for my Norn.)) Airuska grew up like most Norn in a traditionally nomadic lifestyle, travelling in small band that was made up of her immediate and extended family. They lived throughout the […]