[WoW] Conjuring (Idella, He Who Walks Behind, +1)

The following is a transcription of Discord RP between myself, Raz (who does not have an active WoW subscription), and a surprise guest. This is what happens when you roll a Natural 1 on a Wisdom Check and 2 on Saving Throw. Don’t do what Idella did. )) Trigger Warning: Eldritch-style horror and blood. )) […]

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Agreement of Tarask (Claret/He Who Walks Behind)

The following is a transcribed Discord RP scene between my villain (Claret) and Razas’ (He Who Walks Behind, or HWWB). Raz doesn’t have an active WoW subscription but that doesn’t mean he can’t be evil! Enjoy a contextual scene between two ancient enemies. )) Note: These two are available to be invited into RP. They […]

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[Eshai] Something for Something

The war in Uldum was like nothing she had ever seen before. Eshai had known, because the Templars had said, that the war was significant, that the battle was terrifying, that everything going on was like nothing they’d imagined, and all of those were words she listened to, but had no way of understanding. Not […]

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[Eshai]  A Desert Story 

Let me tell you a story, child. A story of the Desert. The story of Eshai. —————————————- Eshai shielded her eyes from the sun, looking across the sand as her father had taught her, up into the rocks of the hills along the old troll road where it wound between the great brown stones. The […]

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What Nightmares May Come Pt. 3

“I know.” Her mother called back as she started away from the door. Dainty steps carried her with surprising speed away towards the banquet hall, and Esreiella could recall all the rearranging that had been done a few days prior. “I feel the same, and after we’ve talked about it for so long…” She paused […]

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Stalking the Wicked

A low hum fills the air, punctuated by wordless whispers. The air itself looks corrupted, a reddish mist floating around. They stand at certain points in a circle around what appears to be a shimmer in the air. Inside appears to be an eyeball. Yellowish, with a black pupil. The iris is vertically slit, and […]

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What Nightmares May Come Pt. 2

I can give you what you have wished for so long… Raspy whispers filled the air as light broke through the darkness. The world once more materialized around her into waves crashing against rocks. Still, Esreiella helplessly fell and a scream rose just above the roar of the ocean. Pain shot through her body as […]

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What Nightmares May Come Pt. 1

Stone steps took stretched far ahead of herself, taking a steep dive into the masses standing in neat rows. Each bunch together into several tightly packed squares that stretched on over a craggy landscape. A jagged ridge stood far in the background was highlighted by a sickly green light of broken moons uselessly trying to […]

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[WoW] Dance With The Devil (Brembal/Claret)

The following is a copy/pasta transcription of Discord RP between myself (Claret) and Halonan (Brembal). Enjoy! )) Whatever existence Brembal is contained to within the crystal makes a drastic shift when he is put in the possession of the Red Witch. Perhaps true to her word that when next they met, he’d be invited to […]

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Tired

So tired. Bone tired. Soul tired. Light forgive her but she was so so tired. Seella smiled gently at the patients she was currently tending, giving encouraging words as she channeled Light to ease their injuries and pain. Her voice rose in quiet song for some, the thankful, grateful looks they gave her in return […]

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A poem from the past – Jenara

Jenara dug through a box of mementos from years ago as the leader of the Crusaders Of The Lost.  She saw pics of her friends Anthonia, Lunaura, Abron, Julianius, Silvinost and Tink.  Lingering on the pic of Tink dropping a stink bomb on Anthonia, she smirked a bit as she saw Tink as he used […]

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A Mouse’s Tale (v1)

Gentlefolk –  Allow me to offer you part-1 of a massive epic that’s still ongoing.  Please be gentle – this is a WIP, currently being edited, and may still have some holes and problems and issues.  Regardless, this is a story Cael and I have been working on for a little more than a year.. […]

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Waking

“Wha… where am I?” “You are here.” “How am I alive? I felt myself die.” “You did. And now you are here with us.” “I can’t see.” “You will, in time. Your body needs rest and time to adjust.” “This feels strange. This feels wrong. What have you done to me? Who are you?” “Rest […]

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Test Subject, Concluded

(See “Test Subject” – https://trg.network/test-subject/  – before reading this, as this is a near-direct continuation of the first part.) Visions bombard Vaelystra’s mind, violently distorting her view of objective reality and displacing it with depictions of Uldum conquered by N’zoth, of Ny’alotha risen and devouring all Azeroth. Massive, tentacled horrors crush any and all opposition while […]

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A Festival of Stars

Good shepherd, tell this youth what ’tis to love. It is to be all made of sighs and tears;it is to be all made of faith and service;It is to be all made of fantasy,All made of passion and all made of wishes,All adoration, duty, and observance,All humbleness, all patience and impatience,All purity, all trial, […]

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Supply Run

A number of children sat about a small room at the Templars refugee camp. Some played idly, others sat and bawled. Some were too traumatized to even speak. The few healers and caretakers that moved amongst them did their level best to help, offering blankets and toys where they could, though despite their aid, it […]

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Test Subject

Lena’s Office, Boralus Lena has an office, just up from the firepit and the whiskey-seller who always seems to have the rarest bottles in stock. It’s a modest place, tucked under a boarding-house with only a few rooms, near a wide garden. Leaving the door open (as she is wont to do) lets the scent […]

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Picking up the pieces

Upon entering the Vindicaar, there was an uncanny silence. Even the constant humming of the engine that powered the ship seemed strangely muted. There was a pair of Lightforged guards waiting for her. “Come, we have been waiting for you,” one simply said to Elli and gestured for her to step between them.The Lightforged standing […]

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Lightforging

The steps sounded lightly over the ever-present hum that is the engine that powered the Vindicar. Captain Fareeya turned to see who it was approaching her. Looking down from the console she attended, she considered the man, and nodded. “Grand Marshal Acele, it is good that you are here. I must admit that I did […]

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WoW Ygraine: Clouds at Dawn

It had been getting better. She’d been talking to the healers. The priests had been teaching her. Things seemed a little brighter, a little more confident. She could see darkness, still, hovering as ever on the edges of her mind but despite the fear, there was light beyond those clouds, and as frightening as it […]

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The Forge and the Fallen

The Vindicaar—————————— The ship was, as always, glowing softly golden with the radiance of the Light that powered it – the low hum of magic through the floors and walls rang like an eternal, soft hymn that stayed just at the edge of hearing. The Lightforged of the Army of the Light moved with purpose […]

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Officer’s Journal # 1556

This may be the last journal entry I write down. After a lengthy discussion with the Lightforged, they have agreed to have me undergo their trials. One of their main objections is that I am not one of their race, a draenei. Also the subject of my advanced age was brought up. If I am […]

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Dreams of the Sea [WoW] (Morlen) 

 Captain Morlen Grimtide gripped the railing of his ship as it crested another wave. The seas were violent, and each wave smashed against the hull of his great ship with the sound of clapping thunder, sending a torrent of water raining down on the deck. His thoughts, however, were clouded, and he stared out as […]

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The Vindicaar

Aunne never failed to be awed, at least in part, by the Vindicaar. Despite having seen generation ships before, and even living a surprisingly lengthy part of her life in one, those memories were hazy, distant, and indistinct – lacking in emotion and context after she was raised in the Plaguelands, so many years ago. […]

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Stop It (Idella)

Just getting into her head space. I’ve spent a long time away from journal writing and it’s my goal heading into this year to change that. Referenced characters are in the journal tags. )) With a final snip of her scissors, Idella finished her needlework. She briefly admired her handiwork with a small smile, a […]

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