The swords blade sang that night against the cooling air. It's wielder spun slightly pulling the blade as far back as she could behind her before striking forward. Her stance shifted to compensate for the for the blades weight as well as her own. She smiled as it sliced the air singing as it did, the crisp twang of metal cutting air itself pleased ( Read more... )

Something was missing ( Read more... )

Four months had passed since the Sin'dorei female left the world as she knew it behind. Family, children, those who relied upon her strength to be there for them. She had to, it was never in her nature to be selfish, always doing for others despite the personal harm it might have caused her. Linthara Illu'noir laid back on shades of green country ( Read more... )

Ring around the Rosie...... Welcoming, acceptance. This is what the initial feeling upon being one of the Forgotten. Love? No Love was a foolish venture. Adoration? Worship? Perhaps. De'Melnor carefully set a new stack of books aside with in the Maul before tilting her ears back a bit. It was empty in the hall now that the books where off the shelf ( Read more... )

He's adopted. They've adopted ( Read more... )

The air was crisp, the leaves faded from living green to warmer orange and yellows. The notion of dying forests and the cold harshness of winter upon her never really sat with Liviana well, but the colors where nice to watch. Brushing her her hair behind her ear she smiled towards her 'sisters' of the Harvest. Stormwind permitted for the Wickerman ( Read more... )

So.... new journal in a day ( Read more... )

I'm normally not an angry person, I don't often feel as pissed off as I do. I'm not the man I use to be over twenty years ago, which in the eyes of some is no time at all to be truthful. A gift and curse that the Sin'dorei live as long as we do. I digress, The more I think about it the more I want to smoke, I'm trying to cut back on that shit, Kiyo ( Read more... )

Hours later, the heroes of the Horde have vacated, the once churning waves of the ocean simmered into a calm surface, barely moving, barely breathing. The wind above the surface whip across the armored form upon the shore. Across their back a blade crackled with power in movement of the wind. Their heavy plated foot stepped out upon the glass like ( Read more... )

I had only briefly spent time in Northrend, I retired soon after the war started to spend more time collecting and rebuilding 'home'. Linthara had just started her training and wished to become a Blood Knight to better serve the people back then, I had to look out for her. So I did. Xieo however went to Northrend, battled against Titan constructs ( Read more... )