WoW Ygraine: Sparks

She sat before the flames, kneeling by the coals, and watched as smoke and fire twisted through her fingertips. And smiled. This was a peat fire, so common amongst the lower classes. Banked and then stirred into life, filling the little cottage with the rich smell of smoke and earth. Cultivated flame, grown, blossoming from […]

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SWTOR Bedisa: Finished

She took off both her lightsabers, the faint pink glimmer of the crystals within the only signs of life after the EMP pulse. They’d need to be repaired. This one could manage that. One was placed in Vie’s unconscious, yielding palm, the other tucked beside her. It wasn’t hard to find a robe to swing […]

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WoW Ygraine: Fire and Flame

Fire was always warming, always welcoming. She didn’t know why or where this desire came from, but from within, from as early as she could remember, the coals and the sparks and the flickering light of chapel candles and braziers always held a fascination. Whispers and rumors told her that maybe…here her shivering mind darted […]

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SWTOR Bedisa: Thoughts

I do not choose to sink into despair. This feeling, this…inexorable desire, which at times has overwhelmed me, is not what matters at my core. There is a time coming where my emotions, my feelings, will matter not as they should, not in his presence, and not in the presence of my friends.  I have […]

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SWTOR Dareia: Training

Eyes narrowed in the faint dimness of her small barracks quarters. The light level was perfect here, she found. Agent Tevaria’s arrangements were far better then she had come to expect back on Dromund Kaas. She could adjust the light levels however she chose, avoiding the sharp glare that would often pain her sensitive pupils.  […]

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SWTOR Bedisa: Desert III

The ache was returning. She sat in the calm, the centre of the storm, the pure and undivided Force flowing around, in, above and below her. Such clarity. Such grace. Perfection… But she was still human. Mortal, yet, and the pains she had run from wafted in on the desert winds once again.  There had […]

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WoW Wallaroo: What We Do

Wei nudged the door open quietly, carrying a tray. She peeked inside, still dozy eyed, still slightly floury, but better rested then she had been. She had to be. There was so much to do…so much the others did, so much that they *needed*. That everyone did. She saw Kory, leaning against a wall, eyeballing […]

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WoW Wallaroo: Aftermath

Wallaroo gently guided Janderius into the keep, her own footsteps plodding and heavy. The mage had expended far too much energy, she thought. She had too. The three-spirit manouver was tricky at the best of times, and it had drained her to move those ladders. She could barely think. Certainly not enough to find the […]

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SWTOR Bedisa: Desert II

Fire. Heat. The first day was the worst. The journey through the deep sands, in no particular direction but…deeper, and deeper, into the whispering dune sea. She walked and followed the Force, but the walking took her mind away from her centre, and the heat began to seep into her very bones. She used her […]

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SWTOR Bedisa: Desert

She placed the communicator down with a soft smile, as the last note of his voice faded away. Funny, that. For all that he was, she could always hear him at least and feel at peace. The simple sound of his voice. She gathered up a walking stick, a flask of water. A long white […]

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WoW Yngraine: Gold

There was a soft whisper of breath, the rise and fall of her chest beneath the sheets. Yngraine breathed, half awoke, and fell beneath her dreams again. She was on a cloud, built of light and warmth and something…greater, lingering just beyond the edges of her vision. So beautiful and bright that she lay there, […]

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SWTOR Bedisa: Death

She stood upright before the sink, carefully re-wrapping the wound on her side. The kolto had begun it’s good work, now it was simply a matter of pain management and dressing. Keeping it clean was simple common sense, and she had been lucky. The blaster had grazed her, leaving a nasty gouge but not doing […]

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WoW Isolde: Nelly

Issy posts a letter, sent from Light’s Hope to Stormwind Cathedral. The writing was slow, with very clear, larger letters, easy for a young girl or her tutor to read. Hello, li’l one. Do not worry, because I will come back soon. I am helping my (a few smudges and blots here, as Isolde tries […]

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TOR: Bedisa: Rumblings

So many things are…wrong, right now. I have been trying, somehow, to mend the breach that Brembal has caused by his abduction of Vanessa, but I doubt my words did much to help the captain. She will still be very angry, and rightly so. He… between us, I think, things have been better, but he […]

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WoW Isolde: Still Kicking

This land stinks of twilight. Coo-ee thas almost poitry, innit? I gess my reeding is pencil work is getting better and I can almost use *there’s a few scrawls of attempts at spelling here* punch-yoo-ashun, even big words! Figgers tho cuz hisself ain’t been around and all I am doing is scouting and hunting and […]

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WoW Writing Contest: Niodas

A hooded figure, sitting beneath a tree in the grey vales of the Ghostlands, resting as the rain fell down in drizzling sheets before him. The curve of a pale jaw, a sharp nose, the points of elven ears, and a equally sharp smile. Heh. A shield on one side, and a sword held carelessly […]

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WoW Isolde: Building

Issy grunted and shifted slightly in her sleep, and nuzzled closer to the warmth beside her. Warmth. She blinked awake quickly, despite the earliness of the hour, blushed, and a moment later, quietly slipped from his bed. Not without lingering a moment more… it was so nice there, so warm compared to the desolate chill […]

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SWTOR: Bedisa’s Letter

A hand written letter arrives, actually written on paper and hand delivered by a young scamp on Nar Shadaa. It is simply addressed to Captain Jacqueline Rees, from Bedisa. Captain, I don’t expect that you’ll want to read this letter, let alone open it. I am hopeful you have, and that I can in some […]

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SWTOR Bedisa: Courage

She breathed, long and deep, sitting before the bustling lights of Nar Shadaa. Breathe. Deep in her meditation, the sounds and the colours faded to near nothingness. Sinking deeper into the flow and the peace the Force gave her. Courage. Lord Ishya had given wise advice, she thought. An answer of sorts for so many […]

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SWTOR Bedisa: Letters

Dear Mother and Father, Please forgive me for the long wait since last we spoke. I attempted to place a holocall earlier, and I hope you received my message then. Father must still be very busy with the reconstruction on Corellia.  I hope you weren’t too worried about me during my silence. I’ve been…very busy, […]

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SWTOR Bedisa: Conflict

I am nothing.  What can I do? I stand by Brembal, I love him, and despite our conflict, our recent fights, our reunion, I do not think I can leave him. Something about him… his power. Passion. Vitality and resilience. My knees and my heart weaken when he enters the room. My heart fills to […]

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WoW Wallaroo: Breathing

She stood on the cliff’s edge at Westgarde, breathing deeply. One foot was lifted, raised out, pressed against her knee, then her hands raised, and lowered to rest palms together in front of her chest. Wei breathed, letting out a puff of chilled air, and felt the breeze of the bay below ruffle her fur.  […]

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SWTOR Bedisa: Understanding.

I think perhaps I was unprepared. And that is an understatement. This life, outside of Tython, is far, far more complex then I could have imagined. These emotions, far more powerful. I thought I could manage it, with meditation, with my logic. I was always told I was one of the more level headed students […]

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SWTOR Bedisa: Peace

Bedisa strode into the bedroom of the luxury suite Brembal had booked. Leaving him outside the doors, for now. A few breaths later she had her hand on a table, leaning on it for support. The anger…oh gods, the anger. The adrenalin was still there, the power…and it was leaving, now, which she was grateful […]

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SWTOR Bedisa: Storms

She walked out to the far edges of the desert compound, wearing just a simply, light robe, a hood purely to protect her head from the worst of the sun. Bedisa didn’t mind the heat, not even on Tattooine, and she had a need right now to make use of it. A seperate time for […]

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