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Hiring for the Leaky Bucket
"What about Darkmoon? You'll need plenty of Darkmoon." Dualla's statement of fact is not lost on Mariveaux as they go through the bill of lading while leaning against the bar counter of the Salty Sailor Tavern.
"Yes, crates and crates of it have been loaded already."
"What about rum? Do you have enough rum?"
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Leading the Scourge Charge
Highlord Darion Mograine said that the horns or war would soon echo across the land, waking the dead and calling worth the Scourge war machine. Woe to those that would stand in our way! When the march upon New Avalon began, I took my rightful place, serving him in the assault he had ordered. My fellow death knights and I lead the charge, ( Read more... ) -
Made by Mariveaux 2010
Mariveaux glances up quickly to smile at her friend before focusing her attention back to her needlework. Stitching the lace to the collar of the wedding dress was a delicate undertaking and she wanted to make sure it looked perfect. She could hear Dualla take a deep breath and peeked over again to see her friend blow a strand of hair from her ( Read more... ) -
A Rogue's Diary - The Betrayals of Trust
I burned it and never replied. I felt so angry when I read his letter and even more so as that little bastard of a goblin tapped his foot at me and gave me the not-so-subtle hint that he expected a tip. I bet losing the tip of his ear wasn't what he expected. He's lucky that is all he lost as he scrambled away, yelling his indignation as he went ( Read more... ) -
An Instrument of Judgment
Archerus, the grand citadel of death. It had no equal in this world and not even the mighty Naxxramas could withstand a direct assault from the Ebon Hold. What horrible things there were to observe within its walls. The floors were scattered with the corpses of those found unworthy. Had I cared? Was the stench of blood nauseatingly ( Read more... ) -
An Endless Hunger
Live or die - the choice was mine to make. I stood before the Instructor as he informed me that an endless hunger would soon take hold of me. When it did, I would feel pain immeasurable and there was only one remedy for the suffering, one way for the hunger to be sated. Kill and the pain will cease. Fail and suffer for eternity. I allowed the ( Read more... ) -
In a Perfect Place a Promise is Made
((Seven months ago, near Bloodhoof Village))
"Oh, you got my letter!" Mariveaux exclaims with delight as she practically runs towards Telarin, who is seated by Stonebull Lake, awaiting her arrival with anticipation. "I'm terribly sorry I am late. This box was heavier than I thought." He stands as she approaches and is taken aback when she hoists ( Read more... ) -
Wielding a Blade of Chaos and Destruction
The runeblade that I carry is an extension of my being. Or at least that what what Instructor Razuvious said. Supposedly it is the single most important piece of equipment to a death knight. Through the blade, we command the powers of frost, blood and the unholy and it acts as a vessel to store my runic power. When I picked up my first blade, ( Read more... ) -
The Yearnings of a Young Sin'dorei; The Journal of Mariveaux Shadowraven
((This is the introduction to the diary of Mariveaux Shadowraven. This entry and all future journal entries for Mariveaux's diary will be tagged with A Warlock's Wish.))
Telarin Sarethi. Telarin and Mariveaux Sarethi.
Mariveaux Shadowraven Sarethi.
Missus Sarethi. Mister and Missus Sarethi.
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The Wolf that Moves With Grace
She had been summoned to the Swamp of Sorrows over the summer, to learn at the knee of her grandmother the ways of the shaman and spirit speaking. After months of difficult tasks and back-breaking work, Zarifazev still didn't feel she was anywhere close to being confident in her abilities or as certain about her aptitude though Zulfli'jon was sure ( Read more... )