“We know you.” The threat continues to ring in Chrissinne’s ears long after it had been spat from between rows of jagged teeth. “We know you, Warden. And we will have you.” It trembles with promise, oozing with all the evil fel taint that poisons the very saliva that drips from the jailer’s mouth. […]
This is a VERY old piece, written during the Anger Management plotline, while Chrissinne was tracking down a Sha-Touched Hypolyta. And while my writing has GREATLY improved, even since Mists, it’s a piece I didn’t realize never made it here. But Since Chrissinne has become my main, given how perfect she is for this expansion, […]
�Saashenka is a petite thing. She is just very small. Wide hips though because Draenei, and p sure they�re just built that way because tail and space goat legs.� �Hypolyta is just BIG. Errywhur. TIG OL BITTIES. WIDE HIPS. THUNDER THIGHS. Hour glass figure, but her waist is thicker because lol muscle, so it�s an […]
I’m a little behind, so I’m playing catch up. I also threw formatting to the wind because WHO NEEDS IT. NOT ME. 10.) Can you define a turning point in your character’s life? Multiples are acceptable. Hypolyta: The biggest turning point in Hypolyta’s life would probably be the first episode she ever suffered. […]
THIS TOOK ME LIKE FIVE TIMES TO POST THIS THANKS OBAMA Day Seven: Is there one event or happening your character would like to erase from their past? Why? Hypolyta: To Hypolyta, it would probably be the fateful first time her dormant personality surfaced. It was a major cause of a lot of […]
Day Six: Describe your character’s happiest memory. This one is actually difficult to pinpoint. Not because of a lack of development, but because even us as people have a hard time digging back through our own memory to find what makes us THE happiest, which one of our many many happy memories that we […]
(I forgot to do it yesterday WHOOPS) Day Four: How vain is your character? Do they find themselves attractive? Hypolyta: Her confidence waivers, a lot, both in her appearance, and in her capabilities. She still feels this need to prove herself, as she’s still very young, but put in a position of command. […]
Day Three: Name one scar your character has, and tell us where it came from. If they don’t have any, is there a reason? Hypolyta: The scar over her left eye was from a pretty nasty run in with a ghost from Resheph’s rather seedy past. Was also the first RP’d glimpse of her […]
Day Two: 2.) What are your characters’ most prominent physical features? Hypolyta: Hypolyta is a big girl. She’s tall. She’s muscular as hell. And she’s built like an hourglass to boot. Sure, she’s about average height for a Nightelf, if on the taller side of that. Around 7’2″. But she weighs about 300lbs, without the […]
Going off the list here. And for the whole thing, I’ll be using my four “main”; Hypolyta, Keigan, Saashenka, Chrissinne. SO HERE GOES. Day One: Describe your character’s relationship with their mother or their father, or both. Was it good? Bad? Were they spoiled rotten, ignored? Do they still get along now, or no? […]
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 […]
((This was actually written at the very beginning of the ashes plot, but I'm reposting it as a journal to keep them all together outside of the storyline. But I think reposting it now that everything is all over kinda makes it resonate with an even more somber tune.)) Cause and Effect “Kill him.” […]
(Part 3) D'Arsano's chest was on fire. It was a pain that had been searing since the last seed withered and died in Resheph’s chest after all essence had been removed. The moment the embers in the younger druid had been snuffed, the spark had ignited against his own heart once more. It was smoldering […]
She knew. And he knew she knew. How carefully and meticulously he’d managed to hide it from everyone else. How dutifully he’d managed to keep his symptoms in check. The seed’s growth had been stalled, leaving the tendril roots to merely hug his heart gently. It was almost like a lover’s embrace in […]
(Immediately following the showdown with Bairne last week.) Meanwhile (Part 1) “How are you holding up?” Eithelena made no effort to mask the concern in her voice. Her gaze continued to drift upward to remain on the larger druid’s face as he grew closer. “Aside from the fact everything has a bit of […]
The letter is penned in a crisp and even script, so automatic it seems to have been written by an enchanted pen, or spell itself rather than by hand. Things are growing worse, and I don't know to who else to turn. I have things managed for now, but I cannot say for how […]
At this time of morning, Nighthaven was usually still. Fairly late for those of nocturnal leanings, and those who mingle in the day had yet to rouse. The only disturbance in the glade’s perpetual twilight was a large, and ambling grey yak, who could not decide whether grazing or sleeping was more important. The creature’s […]
((I needed to share this, because it was quite possibly one of my favorite things to write, and quite frankly, I'm surprised I'm still alive after what i did to Taldrus' character. But it was so worth it.)) Drastic Measures Goldshire. It wasn’t exactly a blistering boil on the face of Azeroth. No […]
((All of Lyta's diary entries from the ERN. Posting the back log as one.)) The book is clearly handmade, and by someone incredibly deft at such work, without the aid of technology or magic. It's pulp pages are sewn together with twine, and the binding and backing is made of thick, cured bark and leather. […]