Ill Omens and Grey Flowers. Elicoor was startled awake by his daughter, having just found the sleep he had been missing the past week or so. What is it, sunbeam? 8221; he grumbled, sniffing and rubbing his face. She bounced in and tossed her rifle on the sofa nearby, then settled down on the floor before him.

A fictional World of Warcraft character weblog. Instead, when I get around to finding a creative moment to do so. A good friend of mine, who I have had the pleasure of role-playing with over the last few years posted a very interesting link, all about women in Warcraft lore. Give that character a really good ba.

Wednesday, August 8, 2012. Two years after the closing of the Dark Portal. Are you and your men incompetent, Sir McSars? If that is the case, then I would agree that it is very unsafe here right now. She caught sight of his grimace as he turned away. People might take it as a sign of disrespect. They had broke camp early that morning and had been travelling now for several hours. The region they were in was still in the process of growin.

Bulky Boots and Hunter Loots. The Life and Times of a Mischievious Rogue. The Beginning is the End. Another cloudy, snowy day in Icecrown slowly came to an end. The dwarf finished writing the letter before slipping it into its own black envelope, sealing it. On the front, in plain letters, he wrote the name of the deceased.

The Life and Times of a Mischievous Rogue. Biker chick and shadow tickler, otherwise known as Auranis Rosedawn. Aura gazed out upon the night from her perch atop the Shattrah walls. Memories came back to her and she reflected upon them. Though in her eye, most of them were painful. She heaved a sigh and laid back, suddenly finding a face within her view. 8221; She turned and gave him a wicked grin.

November 24, 2009 in Uncategorized. Van yawned and waved a hand halfheartedly at the reptile. Van groaned in pain and sat up to rub his now aching back. He glared at the raptor in front of him.

Xenus looked down at the letter in her hands, reading over it once more. Her hands trembled as she felt over the words with her hand. Suddenly there was a loud knock at the door, startling her to almost dropping the paper. With haste, she folded up the letter and stashed it in her top dresser drawer. She moved towards the front door quickly afterwards and unlocked it, hoping it was whom she suspected. 8221; He looked down at her questionably. She filled the teapot with water from the.

The chronicles of the paladin Zerokun Maverage.

Stories of the shadow assasination, Gabriell Drake. On May 10, 2011 by Auranis. Avaric lazied back upon his cushioned chair. He was waiting for news that evening. Particularly news of a certain someone he wished dead. He smirked to himself and reached over to snatch a few grapes from the bowl nearby. When he turned back, a figure clad in black leather suddenly stood before him, as if he materialized from the shadows. He wore a matching black mask which disappeared into equalling ebon locks.