Kismet laughed. Okay, yeah, the Magmarian underground world didn’t look like a huge payday, but the threads of fate told her different. A bad eruption, a possible few homeless Magmarians, and several million in uncut diamonds, magma crystals, and other gems deep in the earth. Maybe a few people would get hurt, homes destroyed, […]
The Kaldorei worgen left the infirmary, her face set. Silver eyes scanned the area, partially to ensure the area was safe but most in search of someone in particular. Upon seeing a group of Eredar, she moved in that direction, her gaze fixed on Nadana. “Good. Gather everyone in the main building, we can see […]
Elli Elli moved silently through the shadows of the Banewood, the elusive scent of Theo pulling her onward. Damn this huntress and her wandering, the druid growled in her head. The huntress’s tracks criss-crossed the entire area, stopping, restarting doubling back. Adding to the difficultly were the other unfamiliar scents blanketing the ground and air. […]
The fields of Bastion were impossible in the best kind of way. The impossibly blue sky, with the impossible streams of anima flowing through it, the impossibly soft heather, the impossibly gentle chimes that carried on the wind – even the impossibly perfect day, every day, all day, with just the right kind of sunlight, […]
[[A collab rp with Aunne, ft. Cael “Surely If I Just Ignore My Trauma and Sit On It Harder It Will Go Away This Is Fine I’m Fine” Graveless, and “So Help Me I May Be Cute But I Will End You If You Get In The Way of Me Getting To My Girlfriend” Petal. […]
((This post is a log of RP written in tandem with Cael! My contributions will be in bold text, hers will be regular.)) There hadn’t been any opportunity to even get a good look at the beasts that had been pursuing him. Best Jander could figure they vaguely resembled the bears he was used to. […]
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, […]
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 […]
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 […]
Dearest Uncle – I know, I know, it’s been too long. I keep getting distracted and forgetting to write. That’s not an excuse – just a statement of fact, so, you can still be mad. That’s okay. Cael and I have traveled farther than I expected; I think I’m losing weight. I know, I know, it’s […]
(Written in Petal’s glowing book of shadows – chronicling her time in Antorus) Uncle once told us about circles – and as usual, I didn’t quite understand then, then I thought i understood later, and have come to the inescapable and impossible conclusion that I may never really understand, but may have a good idea now and […]
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 […]
She had grown to love mornings – in just a few days. She and her sister had shared that – a love of sleeping in, staying up late, and greeting the stars. Now? Well, now she had lots of good reasons to get up early. Not that she was completely used to it; healing was […]
Nightpetal – Cael snored. It wasn’t the cute kind of snoring, either – it was the mouth open, tongue-lolling, drooly kind of snoring that only a worgen of Cael’s size could actually do; not loud, but insistent, not overbearing, but definitely… er… wet. All the same, it was a comfort. In the days after Cael […]