Rann turned over the letter in her hands again, hardly able to believe it. She wasn't sure whether to be happy, furious, or just plain relieved. Tonight, you showed remarkable restraint. While some on the Council may worry that you lack the power necessary for Archmageship, the most important facet is when that power […]
Doradrassil frowned, surveying the fortress' main courtyard for what must have been the trillionth time. She didn't like this stalemate one bit… The lockdown was so tight that they knew they had trapped Silvergear within Fort Kickass after the attack on Rann. Peter had done well in keeping a close guard on Mallory, and making […]
The two gnomes sat across the table from one another in complete silence. The two older mages never returned and an hour ticked away with Star and Robin sitting uncomfortably separated by only a table set with a plate of now very, very cold muffins. Robin still had that blank, unbelieving expression. Star sighed, […]
Voices came from the inside of her sister’s house as Robin opened the door and stepped inside. She sat her staff by the door, noting a wonderful smell wafting through the house. It smelled like fresh baked cranberry muffins. She hadn’t eaten in over a day. The shock of the rune and the training with […]
A NOTE ABOUT THIS SERIES OF JOURNALS: Rann is about to go through a trial to become an Archmage, and the way I imagine it, given her history with the Kirin Tor, she would need to be confirmed by the Council of Six. The characters who make up the Council of Six will appear in […]
Rann collapsed on the soft bed, rented from one of the luxurious inns in Dalaran, and buried her face in the pillow. She hit her face against it several times. "What was I thinking?" she groaned into it. Awakening from her ordeal at the hands of an assassin in the garrison, Rann had […]
NOTE: This takes place well after Rann's brush with death in the Wolves campaign, after she has recovered. "Incredible…" Rann stood with Claret's spell tome open before her in the mage tower, frowning at the spell detailed before her. Kageseji lay on her floating carpet, hovering a foot or so above Rann's head, peeking […]
The Bow There was a bow that hung above the hearth in the main common room of the Barkhide manor. In those winding, spacious halls of polished marble, artfully pocked with hand carved oak, this bow was a centerpiece, placed and centered on the wall where it was a focal point of the first […]
"Are you well, little shadow?" Ærtemis' whisper on the night air was soft enough that Doradrassil almost thought she imagined it. Only her mentor ghosting into plain sight made her certain it had been asked at all. "Why wouldn't I be?" Doradrassil asked simply, though the words stung. She knew better. "You […]
On his way back to Mallory's location, Peter stopped at the dwarven bunker to pick up a weapon. A familiar face greeted him there, sharpening a newly-received blade: his old friend Charles Thackery. He had heard that Charles had been gotten a station in Fort Kickass on the recommendation of Shadowsage, but hadn't had time […]
Kageseji… Rann… Mallory… Trisahna. There was a pattern forming. The list of targets Kageseji's kidnapper had shared was disturbing indeed. All women, all templars — or friend or relative of a templar, in Trisahna's case. That last name added a new dimension of oddity to the activity. This target list transcended boundaries of Horde and […]
No one was more puzzled to find a tiny raptor tucked into her sleeping bag than Jamethera. "What the fel." She leaned down to flip over the tag, and saw only a single word: Enjoy. It was in Ambrosine's familiar, painstakingly neat handwriting. "The last thing you need is another damned dinosaur," Illyana muttered as […]
"You dere! Dis Highmaul territory!" Rann allowed herself a brief smirk before feigning her surprise. Leaping to her feet from inside her small tent that bore the colors of the Kirin Tor, she laid wide eyes on the ogre magister fast approaching from the road east of Highmaul. Arcane runes swirled about his […]
Doradrassil was secretly grateful for the awkward silence between the Templars and the Wardens that had arisen with the escalation of tensions during the confrontation with the Warden in Arak. The silence gave the operative time to quietly review what had transpired and glean more information that might have been missed in the heat of […]
A cave, barely noticeable in the mountainside. The faintest shimmer hinting at signs of life further into the cave. Life had changed very little for the native fauna, with only a few culled every so often to feed the inhabitant. Footpads whispered along the cavern floor as the rogue paced back and forth. […]
"Hey, Mallory! Catch!" Mallory spun in time to catch a small object tossed by her twin sister, Emma. The heavily armored paladin approached the priestess, grinning. The goblin bodyguards nearby craned their heads and stood on tip-toe to see what value the gift might hold. "Sorry I didn’t wrap it," Emma said. "It’s […]
Rann idly slid her fingers through the water of the fountain in the middle of the town square at the fortress. Many things plagued her mind: Kageseji and her abductor — as well as who was ultimately responsible for sending that night elf — Idella and her safety — just who and what was Claret, anyway? […]
A flash of purple bounced around the hills in the Howling Fjord. A figure emerged, mask pulled up to his eyes, a cold blue. His hair was orange and cut close to the scalp. His body was covered in leather armor, his boots had footpads to deafen his step on stone. His head […]
Part of the Mirror, Mirror campaign. This is an open storyline. PM me if you want to get involved! )) Idella sat cross-legged, back hunched and face wincing as she again carefully traced her fingers over the lines burnt into the wooden floor. Her eyes closed, forcing her fingers to grope blindly, filling the scorched groves and […]
The following is two copies of the same letter, sent by Arialynn's personal courier with instructions "For Recipient's Eyes Only." Jaffar and Doradrassil, The Rose has successfully cleared a path and established contact with an Ogre Way Gate in the Everbloom. The Way Gate holds the perfect vantage point for the Foundry. You […]
((Written sometime after the mission in to the Everbloom Wilds.)) The Botani are strange creatures, they are extremely aggressive to anything that is not a plant. I wonder sometimes if it is because creatures like us have always attacked and damaged their forests. I know that if it was the forests of Ashenvale that I […]
Light, I need to find a way to keep myself occupied. Ambrosine was both twitchy and restless–not a healthy combination. She should probably speak to Arialynn–surely there was…some useful task to put her to, even if she wasn't feeling up to tackling things with the group as a whole yet. There was still some rust […]
The Templar Fort was rarely completely silent due to all the battle planning going on; however, to Kristiell this became mostly background noise. She spent most days guarding the portal, although she seemed far more distracted than her usual self. Not being able to focus on the mission was […]
"Just a second!" Mallory awkwardly tugged at the back zipper of her battlesuit that she wore beneath her robes, an unwound wire hanger threaded through the zipper's loop so she could reach it. The knock on the door had come at an awful time. This suit was a pain to put on, but offered […]