((This is a set of personal journal entries prior to the Broken Isle landings.)) Part 1 The world has changed more than I expected. The Lich King fell; Deathwing shattered the world but was ultimately defeated; the mists pulled back and Pandaria rejoined the world, Titans, Old Gods, Dragons, and the Iron horde. It almost […]
The little pink tree -sakura, they told her it was a sakura tree, and it being very small was called a bonsai– sat with calm equanimity Cael desperately wished she could emulate. Meditation was not going well, today. Not since her leap from the cliff and not since she was stuck in the damn infirmary when everyone else […]
The tiny garden next to the tent caught her eye early on; it looked so… sad. In just a few days, the weeds had snuck in, turning the neat ordered rows and half-buried helmet-pots into an unkempt mass of bits of green and brown, threatening to overrun the garden entirely. In another week, it would […]
The Dead Scar still churned with the unnerving groans and lurching footsteps of the undead. They were weaker these days, but the scar itself was still almost as fresh and hideous as the day Arthas had marched through. Although Rann wondered: were they truly weaker, or had she just become that much stronger since the […]
Perched high above the Jade Forest, Tian Monastery was a refuge. Up high yet hidden, it was shrouded by cherry blossom trees and a cloud of morning and evening mist. Night reached this hilltop last, the vanishing sunset slipped from its peaks and darkness scaled the summit, nestling in its courtyards, ponds, and winding stone […]
Rann almost cringed as the can hissed. The drink in her hands had come from Razboom, before he had gone fully into the service of the Shadow Trader. Kaja�cola, a little goblin drink that they swore gave them their �best� ideas, which was certainly a dubious honor, but it did give them energy. She looked […]
JURNAL: TIAN MONASTRY Somthing is wrong. The munks came to me and told me I needed to get Kory and the JUSTICAR. They hav been talking in a diffrent room. I think it may be bad. I smell feer a [The entry stops abruptly here.] The alarm sounded, and Cael rolled out of her bed, […]
[Written on plain parchment in a shaky, but careful, hand with terrible grammar:] Lodiane: I am verry sorry I ran away from you. I was very scarred. I do not like beeing tuched. Peepl hurt me befor with tuching. You were verry sudden and then you tried to reestran me and I could not do […]
-Dalaran: The tiny room above the beirgarten – Petal is, at the moment… under the covers. Sitting. On the bed. Her head’s popped out of the duvet and she’s a cocoon of warmth that smells vaguely of dumplings. (in fact, watch long enough, and one would see her pull her head back, and a pair […]
�Mother?� She heard him say. �You know I have to do this.� She settled the breastplate into place carefully, over her worn arming jacket � the blue-enameled titansteel a slice of starry, morning sky, fitting her like a second skin. �It is what I have been training to do. To keep them safe �� Tassets […]
Previously: A Light in the Dark (Part I) ——————– The hallway leading down to the catacombs flickered with a faint light. Most of the candles had been blown out during the chaos, and what little light that flickered against the wall cast nothing more than eerie shadows against the concrete. He ran his plated hand […]
Previously: In the Shadow of the Mountain ——————– Jarrick burst through the portal, his blade immediately finding purchase in the back of a demonic infiltrator. “An.. ach.. kyree..” it gurgled as the blade tore through its chest and it dropped to the ground. Grace was second to emerge, her blades crossing silently through the neck […]
Zetera sits with those who would hear her story. She stops a moment to collect her thoughts as if certain memories are affecting her. Eventually she takes a breath and begins to tell her story. �There was a time that I would have never found myself […]
((These are several journal entries from Zetera and her travels since being freed)) Entry 1 When the Illidari were freed from their prison it seemed as if the world was already consumed by the Legion. Thrown right back into the fight without a moment to figure out how long it had been since we had […]
During a meeting with a few Templars, one of them called Blackwald mentioned that he was in search of a weapon to use against the Legion and more specifically the Dreadlord we are chasing. The weapon was Arakkoan in origin. A people almost forgotten in Outland, they are […]
Blood and fire, bone and sinew, with cries and fel abound Many have fallen, many have burned, many dream Of demons, demons in the air and whistling sound Of horror and blade and shield, in the air to scream Bootyclap took the moment to wipe her brow and readjust her helm, and then lept bodily […]
Her mind was too muddled to take note of the escape from Outlands. Feebly, she batted her hands against the claws that held her. The Nathrezim paid no attention. Finally, after what seemed like days of flying, she was deposited in a damp cell and left, momentarily forgotten. Though aware that time was relative, that […]
She didn’t feel the hunger till the end of the second day. It was almost polite at first, a growling inquiry of when the next meal would be. By nightfall, or what Idella assumed to be nightfall, it became distracting. Demanding. She watched the winged demons come with plates of food, offer them to the […]
The dreadlord pointed to her, and Cael’s eyes, lit with battlefire and feral worgen just barely restrained, dimmed in absolute horror and understanding. The battle raged around her, but she barely felt it, barely saw it, as the world slowed in that moment. Her. He wanted her. He would use her, to terrible effect, to […]
It is inevetably a true statement that when something is unnecessary, it becomes a luxury – something to be savored, enjoyed. Rather than a rote task, the actual doing of the thing becomes subject to intense focus, every sensation new every time it’s attempted. Aunne knew, somehow, that that was how many humans approached chocolate. […]
Previously: The Legion Comes ——————– Fel fire rained from the skies above Kharanos, illuminating the snow capped mountains in vivid detail. Kharanos burned in the shadow of the mountain and its defenders were already on their last leg. He rode the ram hard through the snow covered plains but as the town came into sight, […]
Mina kicked off her boots and wiggled her feet into the fel-abused soil. “Watch my back, will you?” “Of course.” Unaara saluted with her mace. Both women were the worse for wear–armor in need of repair, faces smudged with blood and grime, injuries only three-quarters tended at best. But that’s just how things stood at […]
During a brief lull in between the excessively destructive, apocalyptic scale assaults from the Burning Legion, Janderius found himself sitting down in the dormant grass a few miles away from what remained of Sentinel Hill. Dark, ominous clouds continued to hang thick over the region, accompanied by hints of the sinister green hue which indicated […]
She watched the drops fall from behind a thick pair of goggles and a thicker, but more flexible pair of gloves. A thin dropper in one hand, little scraps of paper laid out on the tray before her, and a series of glass tubes and burners beyond that on the table. A flicker of gas […]
(( Haven’t written in a while. Quick status of these three ladies. )) Idella Surrounded by fires and screams, Idella struggled to regain her footing. The more experienced combatants swirled around her, moving as if driven by unspoken command. Without orders, they took up the high ground and rained hell upon their opponents. Scrambling back […]