Cael returns to Greywatch accompanied (read: carried) by Blackwald, with a small head injury, numerous scrapes and bruises, a busted eyebrow, battered armor, and what looks like a slashing dagger strike that skimmed her face, blessedly missed her eyeball, and continued down the dheek. But the edges of it are angry and oozing, and Cael […]
(ed. Note – this is an excerpt from Petal’s personal journal, research notes, and general doodle book. It’s written in pandaren, and can be had ICly – just give me a nudge!) I’ve come to realize that there is a discrepancy in current Legion activity relative to the ‘fuel’ being gathered. Hangon. Start at […]
A small, wooden crate – and just a crate – makes its way into the hospital tent in Greywatch. Bumping and hopping, it shoulders the tent flap aside (if it can be said to have shoulders) and crunches its way past the nurse at the door, with a low snarl at her surprised protest. Point […]
She flopped onto the bed and buried her head into the pillow. Shit shit shit shit SHIT. Her paws were shaking and her gut rumbled. She couldn’t let Petal know, of course. She meant to cut the yaogaui. The worgen thief. Oh she’d gotten into fights, she’d descended into the underground, she’d seen some things […]
[Written in a poor hand on a piece of plain parchment splattered with a few raindrops, and folded a little hastily.] Ryml the Shifty- How did you know were I was? I am not good at letters or[scratchout] writing. I hop this letter finds you. I think it will if you want it to. [scratchout] […]
She put on a dress, the old one that Thsay said made her pretty, with the black and the silver and the way it flared when she turned and was straight when she didn’t. She worked for an hour on her hair, then gave up like she usually did and brushed it so it at […]
Keleosha’s breath recoiled against the helmet’s face plate and blew into her own eye making her squint. Her head turned side to side looking for the next draenei to rescue or the next demon to hit. She really hoped it would be a demon. She had been in Dalaran when the word came – the […]
Mallory walked the woods quietly, ever ready in case of an ambush, her priestly garb concealing her battlesuit. These were new sights for her. The forests of Val�sharah were idyllic, a downright paradise. It would be so easy for her to lie down in a field here and entirely forget the invasion that plagued the […]
�Ace, get your fel damned parachute on!� �Oh. Right.� Explosions rocked the boat, driving Etsi to her hands and knees. Convenient for her since she was running towards Ace anyway. Damn heroic fool was trying to stay stationary and guide the frightened sheep to the gyrocopters for escape instead of abandoning the ship. The […]
{{For ambiance: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5fNLEPrNi2A For posterity, I have included Cael’s letter she wrote and Aunne’s frankly throws-papers-into-the-air-im-done.gif amazing reply because it deserves to be seen and screeched at. I have deleted the previous separate post.}} Cael finished taking off her boots and sat on the cot. The “door” to her tent was, of course, not a door at all, […]
(These are excerpts from Petal’s Book of Shadows – her own personal spellbook and research notes. That book’s in Petal’s hands, and you can get your claws on it by asking – but it is wholly in Pandaran.) On Tattoos: It was with some surprise that I managed to get close enough to a few […]
A package is delivered to the keep addressed to Grand Marshal Acele Walkinson. Inside the package is a letter, a plain gold wedding band, a large gold ring with ancient Draenic runes, and 8 small gold rings, also with Draenic runes. Grand Marshal, I regret that I could not come to you in person to […]
A small, relatively heavy package is delivered to Aunne at the keep. On the outside is a short note written in Draenic. We found this among Seella�s things. From the note we found within its pages, we thought she would want you to have it. � Soulpriestess Ereal Inside the package is a small, leather-bound, […]
It took exactly one day after Aedeminar’s arrival at the camp before her druid nature overtook her. “Do not over hunt the local area,” She scolded one poor, beleaguered soul as he headed out to look food to sustain the encampment. “Go east, we have not been over there as much.” “You!” She pointed at […]
The gauntlet clad hand gripping the goblet of fel wine was emitting a creaking sound as it was raised to the pale, cracked lips of the man it belonged to. Wilfred Ravenscar was not pleased to see the gathering before him. The Death Knight renegade was never pleased to see Bordren. �You vex me again, […]
The land of Val��_sharah, once a beauty of a land. Once a land where Malfurion Stormrage was taught by Cenarius to be one of the first druids among the kaldorei. The land of Val��_sharah was told to be a mirror of the Emerald Dream and it��_s beauty once shined through kaldorei druidic culture. A land […]
Mallory padded softly through the halls of Rann�s luxurious Dalaran apartment in a comfortable bathrobe. She would be staying with her longtime elven friend for the duration of this Broken Isles campaign… assuming any of them were still alive in the end. She sipped a cup of hot tea and rolled her shoulders, trying to […]
Several days worth of planning, supply gathering, coordination, and hard work had led up to that moment. Feeling a swell of pride over the accomplishment, Janderius took a few steps back to admire the collective handiwork of the Templar recruits that had aided his efforts. Elations, jubilations and congratulations were shared all around as he […]
“Demons really did a number on your house.” Mina put her hands on her hips and contemplated the repairs they’d made. “Still, I think this is good.” A house in Gadgetzan was not where you’d imagine a Kaldorei hunter would want to live. And indeed, Jamethera bitched about it often and at length. Some things […]
JURNAL TIAN MONASTRY Jurnal: I am at the Monastry again. I do not want to be. The Templars are geering up to go to the Broken Shors. [scratchout] I am here insted. The Justicar says that I hav atracted the [scratchout] attention of the deemon that has kidnaped som Templars. He is tough. I fot him before. […]
It was always a little like dancing. It was always a little like dancing. She tossed the knife to the priest, leaving her armor at the edge of the circle � Aunne�s slowly regenerating body covered, for modesty�s sake, with an arming jacket and short, slit loincloth, runeblades carelessly slung on her back; still clumsy […]
The guildstone lay so innocently on the table; but Cael refused to turn it back on. The shaky singsong voice of Lodiane, the healer, haunted her. Cold silvery moonlight came through the window, sparkling on it. The damn thing looked so innocent. She shivered, reflexive, in fear, and hated herself for it. Control was not […]
(This takes place later today – starting perhaps an hour before the group leaves Greywatch) Over the lip of the hill they came – four strong, mounted on barded warhorses that were bone shrouded in saronite, draped with the colors of pestilence and war. The wolf, the storm, vengeance, and rage – their coming was […]
Mina hesitated as she reached for her polearm. Her entire left arm was bruises even after healing, thanks to a nasty encounter with a doom lord the day before. It felt like her entire everything was bruises, really. Mina had always fought in cat form, and yet…she hadn’t really fought on this scale before. Her […]
(( Related: [WoW] Taken (Idella). Quick and dirty journal ahead of tonight’s event. )) Hungry. Curled up in her cell, Idella tried to distract herself with anything else. Days after consuming the soul the dread lord claimed he gifted her and she no longer could offset hunger’s distracting cry. It nearly overtook her, rising in waves […]