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Duibhín Sunstorm is played by silver_foxglove, who claims ownership of his personality, only. Duib comes from WoW which is (c) to Blizzard, of course ( Read more... )

Player Name: Crow
Player LJ: silver_foxglove
Contact: A SnowWhite Crow
Character Number: 5
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For those the elf loves, hates, and just plain disregards. Will be updated randomly; feel free to leave me a comment here, if you haven't been added but think you should!

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Our Greenhouse...

[There's a quiet anger in Duib's voice, dangerous and low. He doesn't sound stressed so much as...alive, active. It's totally time to form a raid. He takes a deep breath here before speaking, keeping his voice level. He's had time to read everything on the communicators lately open to his eyes, and what he's seen...he hasn't ( Read more... )

[A hand slaps at the communicator, jarring it into activity. There's no video, only the sound of someone sleeping rather restlessly, wherever they are. They sigh, and something seems to startle them awake, as they gasp, unaware of the communicator's presence.A...terrible dream? I suppose so. One would think Thunder Bluff was more peaceful than that ( Read more... )

[The Blood Elf's voice, to those that know him, is notably more sultry now, more feminized...and rather thin with stress as he finally deigns to speak.]

You know-

[And he pauses there, obviously thinking over his words and what precisely he wants to say, muttering to himself in a thoughtful manner. At last however, that big mouth wins out and the ( Read more... )

[There is a long pause where one can just faintly hear the elf breathing, seemingly calm, pleasant. When he does speak, his voice is relaxed, measured.]

Has anyone spied any blood thistle...? I could have sworn I saw some growing awhile back...

[And he sighs, and can be heard faintly humming along to the lines of "Bad Romance"]

[When the Blood Elf speaks, his voice sounds a little strained; tired. All of this potential infighting and the Horde versus the one Alliance present is getting to him, though he does his best to appear jovial and smug, as usual.Patrolling as usual - though I may pause here and there to gather some more herbs if I can find any. The ones that look ( Read more... )

[A calm winter day. Soft snow. Duibhín sighs softly, and the communicator might take in the faint sounds of his feet crunching through snow, pausing now and then, presumably as he picks an herb along the way.]

You know...I had not thought I would spend a second Winterveil here.

[His voice is deceptively calm, as if he doesn't want to betray too ( Read more... )

I'm glad the whole lot of ..that is over.

[Muttering in another language, a few residents might recognize it as Thalassian, others will just hear a very melodic string of what amounts to curse words and agitated nonsense.]

Fel, where is that damned bloodthistle...

Ah! There you are!

[There's an inhaling sound a short time later...and then an ( Read more... )