Left with Cael, as she recouperates among the Ascended: Xinai – I had to leave before you woke up today – and you were finally sleeping so well I didn’t have the heart to disturb you. I left your shirts in the pack by the fountain, and there are some of those tea-cakes you like […]
[Folded paper has sand in the creases here, written in dark pen.] REPORT FROM SHATTERSTONE HARBOR Re: Vol’dun, the Sethrak, and the Vulpera FROM: Templar Forward Field Scout Doryn Greenly & SQUIRRELBOTS Tippy, Joey, and Cindy CC: Zenruid Fateshifter, Fateshifter Industries Justicar- Enclosed is my full report of the Sethrak base where the Vulpera slaves […]
[The beginning is a large amount of scratch-outs.] Dear [scratchout]Justicar [scratchout]Arialynn [scratchout scratchout]Mom [scratchout]Moms [scratchout] Koryander and Arialynn, I am verry sorry I did not tell you this thing. I did not know it was very important but it is very important and I am sorry. I do not rember having [scratchout]parents[scratchout] people like you […]
(The common words are .. well. Better. Well formed, but the parchment’s a bit of a mess of ink. And.. what smells like mageroyal essence? And what in the world is that stain? Is that blood? Surely not.) Arialynn and Acele – Sielic was to being out and about – and looking very well! But […]
This letter arrives by courier, alongside the war and situation dispatches from the 7th Legion and Alliance activities on Kul Tiras: To Justicar Dawnfield, Greetings : I have had the distinctly mixed pleasure of meeting several of your Templars in the field. Most are courteous and professional, and both as per orders and personal bent, we […]
Lordaeron. Honestly, it’s kind of a pisshole. But then, I guess after being buttfucked by the Forsaken for years, what do you expect? A figure sat, crouched on a dead white branch; the pine had long since succumbed to sickness and death. Dark was the night, starlight and moonlight both smothered by clouds, and she […]
Water pooled off her cloak as Arialynn strode inside the tent at Grey Watch. Covered in canvas and rimmed by wood-and-clay walls, its cramped quarters were still a cheerier surrounding than the wetted wilds of Stormheim. An oil lantern flickered atop her desk, lying in wait along with a stack of parchment. It was a […]
To “The leadership of the Templars:”, left as a folded single sheet, meticulously written, among the day’s dispatches: To the leadership of the Templars: I am hopeful that this finds you with only good news, though I really don’t think that’s possible when the world outside your tent is covered in demons. Uncle once told […]
“Lieutenant – what is this garbage?” I couldn’t keep my eyes off of the field Colonel’s mouth. There was this little hanging bit of froth that had been there for the past twenty minutes. Wobbling. Absolutely refusing to go anywhere. It was utterly fascinating – I kept wondering how it was hanging on, whether he’d […]
They never knew it was coming. It was the last time they underestimated me. Last time they took me for granted. I tried to tell them, to warn them, but they went about their little lives giving no heed to my warnings. Sure, they emptied the litter box, sure they scratched my ears, sure they […]