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The Epic Drama of Terribad Hunter. The Day the City Burned. We are going to be fighting again, I can feel it. I can feel it rumble beneath my feet, I can feel it shake our apartment. Along side Scourge! June 29, 2010.

Fiction and otherwise from southern Wisconsin.

When we thought the world had come into a time of peace. For two years I lay away from the battle field, tired of the relentless fighting, but now it is my time to once again walk upon the blood stained ground under fallen allies and foes. The former warlord of the Horde will not prevail. He will try, and he will fall. His reign of terror will end.

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.

On November 16, 2009 by necrolepsy. 8221; She had asked. 8221; Erubadhron could not contain himself, and began looking around again. Many of them heard it across various races.