OOC: This is a transcription of Discord RP with myself (NPCs + Idella), Kanta (just Kanta), and special guest appearance by Sigmah (Razas, who doesn’t have an active WoW subscription). The outcomes of the chase and battle were dictated by d20 rolls, which always makes things fun. Enjoy! )) Kanta arrived in the Eastern Plaguelands, […]
OOC: Growing up repressed makes things hard, sometimes. Capturing a moment of racing, paralyzing thought during a few minutes of RP. )) Outlands had a strange way to note the passage of time. Its sky sparkled with stars night and day, but come night, there was a distinct feeling of stillness in the air. Whatever […]
OOC: Just character things after recent events, plus thoughts on some big IC changes to come. )) — The night was less cold, lying next to Ryml. He slept on his own bedroll beside her, only a thin canvas separating them from the sands of the beach. Idella lay in her own bedroll apart from him, […]
OOC: Just prose this time, no Discord RP transcription. A note of dark thoughts going on within this characters’ mind due after recent RP events. No gore but trauma is trauma. Read with that note of caution in mind.)) — Night in Stormhaven was different than Azeroth. What normally was a familiar star-studded sky tinged […]
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 […]
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 […]
The following is the in-character journal by Idella. She is penning about recent in-game events. Following this journal entry, Idella notably goes very scarce on the ship, no longer lurking in the corners she’s usually found. This detail is being included for roleplay hook purposes. It’s always something like this. So many people don’t know […]
The following is the in-character journal of Idella, my warlock in WoW: Retail. For the purpose of plot hooks to get into her story, if your character is aboard the Scarlet Dirge (a ship captained by Thraeda’s Kul Tiran, Morlen, Idella often steals herself away for journal writing late at night in the tide sage […]
The following is the in-character journal of Idella in WoW Retail. She writes often and can be found doing so, but she’s been very good at keeping the journal to herself. If interrupted during writing sessions, she hastily shoves the journal into the side satchel she keeps on her person at all times. I include […]
The following is an IC journal by my witch, Idella. She’s been writing often while aboard the Scarlet Dirge with the crew, but only when alone. An interruption usually results in her hiding away the book into the side satchel of reagents and other supplies she keeps on her person. I add these details so […]
Related Reading: Twilight, Nether Walk, Autumn Red — Everything was hazed at its edges. Colors were vibrant but bled the moment anything moved. Like cloth traveling through water, everyone moved at languid pacing. The scene would be beautiful if not for the knot of dread in Idella’s stomach. For every one of their steps, she […]
Feeling a chill in the sweet summer air, she rose from her weaving and breathed in the breeze. It smelled of the crisp decay of Autumn. Yes — harvest celebrations would come soon. Craning her head to the sky, she spied a sun hanging too low for a proper summers day. Yes — another sign […]
Insulting. There is something to laud in every magic, but some are more deserving than others. The swell from my battle with The Burning Legion carried me back to Azeroth with a thrill I’ve not felt in centuries. My cup overflows and I relish the contentment. I was right to anticipate just how much the […]
Related: Overlap, Twilight, Autumn Red, Grasp ((Been writing this string of stories at a snail’s pace, mostly due to a block on my part. But special thanks to @zenru45 in the #trgn-writers in Discord (.iam writer) for reviewing this journal. Helped me get it out of my head and finally out the door.)) —- Her hands […]
Related: Twilight, Autumn Red, Grasp — With a cry, her eyes snapped open. Darkness filled the air above her, interrupted only by the pulsing of green-filled runes that etched an otherwise smooth, onyx-like surface. They were inches from her face. She willed her hands to move, to push against what appeared to be an encasing […]
The following proceeds WoW – Twilight (Idella), and took place some months ago. The following is based on an in-game roleplay between Idella and Ryo, transcribed and written from her point of view. )) —- For years, she had dreamed of walking the Nether. The space between worlds, between the Light and Void, […]
Related: [WoW] Letters (Idella) —- Months ago, location unknown… “You knew how this would end, dear.” At Claret’s words, the welling tears in Idella’s eyes finally broke and fell. “Yes, I know,” Idella breathed. Her body somehow felt weak yet paralyzed at the same time. Too frightened to move, and […]
Her eyes dry and cheeks pinched from a night of tears, Idella gathered the last reagents in her bag, stood in the doorway, and swept her eyes across her shop for the last time. Every bottle, scroll, and book was perfectly set in its place. A note for the landlord and a bag of gold […]
Latching the door shut, Idella braced against the back of the door and slid to the floor. Days of turmoil boiled within her, finally spilling tears. She wept, face buried in her knees, sobbing till her breath was too thin to manage anything more than gasps. Her tears faded and lifting her gaze, she spied […]
Stormwind kept its namesake overnight with a vicious downpour. The building groaned with every gust of wind and a slow drip drip from the ceiling served as Idella’s reminder that she again neglected to summon a thatcher to fix her roof, for the fourth stormy night in a row. It dripped like an impatient clock, […]