Eleeria Silverwing
Eleeria @eleeria#95
2020-09-25 22:20:00

The Resurrection

4 - Breakthrough

(Set in July 2020)

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Would she do anything for Weleria?

Of course she would. What a silly question that would be.

Weleria wanted to come back to life. What a reasonable thing to want.

The interplay of draenic soul magic and death magic could do that. Would she be breaking any laws? No. Moral laws perhaps. But when had Eleeria Silverwing ever cared about morality?

As her joint magics worked together, carefully healing her wife’s soul and ever so gently transferring it from her old and broken body into a beautiful, new one, Eleeria couldn’t help but marvel at the power of it all.

Lyctora had told her that the First was generally a master of resurrection. Others may have more spiritual skills; the...

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Eleeria Silverwing
Eleeria @eleeria#95
2020-09-25 22:19:00

Like a Shadow

3 - Masks

(Set in the present time.)

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She felt the heavy helm settle over her head, the uncomfortable stillness as it blocked out her measly sight from her injured eyes following swiftly after. Eleeria took a deep breath, trying not to let her anxiety get the better of her. She was not in the dark, alone; she was standing in the Cove, Ismene standing a few feet away from her. The older woman’s arms were crossed, her expression severe – or they had been, before she placed the suffocating contraption of leather and magic over Eleeria’s head and taken a step back.

Eleeria didn’t quite understand why Ismene had shown up in the Cove. She rarely understood what the older woman did on a good day – like a feral cat,...

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Eleeria Silverwing
Eleeria @eleeria#95
2020-09-25 22:17:00

The Dead Among Us

2 - Invasion
(Set in February 2020)

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I can hear them. The ghosts, I mean.

Anara visited Blackheart, and being able to hear Alexander’s absolutely atrocious turns of phrase was….new. Unsettling. I don’t know if I like this – now it’s as if, having heard it once, I hear it all the time. Whenever I use my magic to see, it’s an assault of sound and noise. Screams, pleads, simple conversations…I can’t keep it all straight in my head.

Three years ago I thought I would go insane from paranoia. Now I know I’ll go insane surrounded by the noises of the dead.

Lyctora says it’s something I can learn to ignore. When? How? I’m so tired of turning my head to search for something that’s not there. I already know ...

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Eleeria Silverwing
Eleeria @eleeria#95
2020-09-25 22:13:00

The First Ascendant

Day 1 - First
( Set in February 2020 )


“You will lead us.”

Her hand is slapped from the air with force.

“Ridiculous. I’m not leading shit.” Eleeria’s voice echoes through the empty space, the sudden sharpness of her tone reverberating with a harsh ring. The person standing in front of her, all gaunt shadows and strange angles beneath her cowl, smiles and says nothing in turn. Nothing needs to be said, really.

So it was ordained, so it shall be.

“I’m not. I know you made some sort of deal with my wife – but my wife isn’t me. You can’t just – hold me accountable for it.”

“Then I suppose you wouldn’t mind if we took away the blessing we bestowed upon you.”

At last, the litany of complaints and...

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Lianellie Quinne
Lianellie @lianellie#263
2020-09-25 05:47:00

Raindrops on the window pane

Daily Writing Challenge
Day 5
Words: Rain
/Sacrifice

Waking up yet again in a spot that wasn’t her bed, Lian grabbed onto the neck of her mandolin and set it next to the couch in which she fell asleep on.  Her hair was a mess and a good portion of it was out of the braid so it had been plastered onto her face.  

Fixing her hair as much as she could in a couple moments of time, Lian continued to sit there and do what she could to collect herself and work out the kink in her neck.  Then, upon waking up a bit more her ears twitched as she heard the plink against the window pane.  Pushing herself to her feet and grabbing the mandolin again she stared out of the rain before her mind focused on the...

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Sandhealer Orikhana
Orikhana @orikhana#345
2020-09-25 01:14:00

If at first you don't succeed...


Daily Writing Challenge 
 Day 4
 Words:  Breakthrough/Broken

 ...try, try again.  The words continually repeated in the young vulpera’s mind as she would take a leaf or petal from a plant that she had growing next to her and every time she tried each different experiment , the concoction would backfire and blow up in her face, leaving ash and soot on it.  

She then flops down dejectedly and pouting out her lips, Hana would sit there for some time just peering across the table full of scrolls, beakers and other assorted items.  “This is never going to work.  I may as well just give up.”  Upon hearing that her lab partner just snorted and rolled her eyes, speaking up so Hana will hear,  “You’re the best one of...

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Khaeris Dawndancer
khaeris @khaeris#23
2020-09-24 03:49:00

Broken

No. That one was broken. … She remembered when she’d thrown it at a wall. She grimaced. Her hand rummaged through the draw and searched again. Ah! Oh. No. That one was broken, too. THAT had been water damage. Whoops. She kept searching. She knew there were at least two working models already on reserve for her; where had Pollux put them?


Khaeris was getting better at using the communicators. She’d had one for years now. Goblin made. Pollux made, times three (oops!). Other Pollux made, frequency unknown (at least in this time dimension). Each sturdier than the last. Her search paused a moment and a tiny frown pulled at her lips. She’d TRIED to break the last one by throwing it, and hadn’t been able. Pollux knew her too well.

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Fhaliona
Fhaliona @fhaliona#200
2020-09-23 20:10:00

Fall to Madness, pt 1

Look! Even your precious Light is not immune to corruption. The Black Empire will rise again, and all of Azeroth will bend the knee to Madness!”


The searing pain left Fhaliona's mind as the world began to reappear through the veil of darkness that had overtaken her vision. She shook her head with a growl, flinging sweat from her brow. N'Zoth's visions had become more vivid and frequent ever since the eyeball attached to her forehead had opened. She'd been able to keep all but the worst visions at bay with her innate holy power until then, but now was a different story. The battle against the forces of insanity and chaos invading the world had taken it's toll. Void energy pulsed through her golden tattoos, and she now covered the...

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Tinnaire
Tinnaire @tinnaire#332
2020-09-23 03:42:00

Mask

Too much wine, too fast, with too little to eat. Tinnaire gave a slightly undignified chortle, braced against the wall and feeling a bit stuck. She was trying to slide her heels off, and had managed one, but the other had fought and pitched her here, against the wall outside her Silvermoon apartment.

She hadn’t danced much at all, but her feet still protested the new shoes she’d bought. Ahhh~ Finally. Off. Her perfectly manicured toes flexed and curled a couple of times. It took another few tries to hook both shoes on her fingertips, but she managed eventually.

She slumped against the bricks and looked up at the dark sky over the city. Gods above and below, the world was beautiful. Her smile likely looked how she felt: drunk, bemused,...

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Eviaelastia Tinderblossom
Eviaelastia @eviaelastia#343
2020-09-22 16:52:00

Homesick

Daily Writing Challenge 
Day 3 
Words:  Autumn/Mask 

Evie emerged from the cabin she had rented for the week to gaze out at all of the reds, oranges and yellows that are almost as if they were painted across the forest.  Autumn was most definitely her favorite time of year, and ever since she had been banished from Quel’thalas, she tried to make it a habit of going somewhere  with the fall colors in full view.  While it wasn’t quite the same as it once was, she still could remember times past.  

Jaunting back inside to grab a sweater, she rubbed her arms at the chilly weather outside but enjoyed it all the same.   Taking her daily trip to walk through the forests of ...

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The Howling Owl presents Owl Fest

Belillina Fireseeker

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Come join The Howling Owl for our 2nd Annual Owl Fest! It’s a faction neutral, cross server* music and arts festival that will feature vendors, performances, raffles and more! The vendors will include anything arts or music related, from paintings to writers, jewelcrafters, tailors and more! Performances will include musicians and dancers of all sorts.  There will also be games for chances to win prizes as well as raffles to enter on both days! Closing out each night will be a dance party with DJs from Club Night Owl!

You won’t have to worry about traveling home after because the festival grounds will have plenty of room to set up tents after you’re done dancing and partying the night away!

*- we will have anchors for every...

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Belillina Fireseeker
Belillina @belillina#232
2020-09-22 12:25:00

Justice of her own making

Daily Writing Challenge 
Day 2 
Words:  Zandalar/Boralus/Invasion


Bella’s eyes rested on the gravestone for hours on end. She was desperately trying to wrap her head around the fact that he was gone, and she couldn’t help but piece together how much the two men who had been the closest  men she had ever had in her life had departed this world in exactly the same way.  

After having run out of tears to cry she couldn’t help but yelp out in pain and anger.  She felt her blood start to boil almost literally and with clenched fists she walked off towards a clearing.  Her teeth clenched as she was casting the spell to depart to the shore.   

The relief showed on her face as she knew...

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Laenne Leaffall
Laenne @laenne#264
2020-09-22 11:38:00

DWC- Firsts

Daily Writing Challenge 
Words: First(s) / Explosion 
Date: 9/20

As Laenne paced back and forth across her apartment, she couldn’t help but work herself into more of a panic about what she was about to do.  Singing wasn’t anything she ever though she would do in front of anyone besides mury, so the more time passed, she got more and more nervous about it.  So when Inerris showed up at her door, she was feeling like her mind was about to leave her with all the fear that she had built up inside of herself.

Noticing this, her partner looked at her rather confused, not having told him that she would just be dancing, he wasn’t sure why she was so nervous.  “I don’t get it, why are you so...

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Khaeris Dawndancer
khaeris @khaeris#23
2020-09-21 21:20:00

Idyllic Invasion

Daily Writing Challenge 2020, Day 2


Pyraelia had not minded. Khaeris had not asked.


But there she was, moving through a meadow with her friend walking beside her. It felt good to move. It lightened her heavy heart and she welcomed the distraction her invasion of Pyraelia’s space had brought her.


Pollux had been deployed this morning, and straight away after seeing him off, she’d shot over to Pyraelia’s place.


Sheep, cats, grass, and sunshine. Just what she needed. There was a breeze that tugged on leaves that were starting to crisp and she felt that damp chill that clung to things in autumn. Pyraelia had tucked phlox into both their hair. Sturdy boots made a satisfying thunk on the earth with every step. They were...

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Khaeris Dawndancer
khaeris @khaeris#23
2020-09-21 01:49:00

First Things First

Daily Writing Challenge 2020, Day 1


It was, now that she was in the thick of it, perhaps not the best day to be tidying up in this particular manner.  Letters and small trinkets lay scattered around the tiny fold down table in her vardo. All pulled one-by-one out of the small wooden chest she’d kept. They were sentimental things, and usually she was very unattached to such things. But these were some that still tugged at her heartstrings. Familiar handwriting recalled familiar voices.


She’d only meant to come back to the wagon for an hour or so. Pollux was being called back out soon. Tomorrow, in fact. But he was gone into a briefing--she assumed--and he wouldn’t be back until later in the evening. So the minutes marched by...

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Howling Owl Poetry & Story Night

Lianellie Quinne

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Calling all poets, storytellers and coffee lovers!

The Howling Owl is a premier faction neutral coffee shop and bar located in Pandaria and previously owned by Alaris Sunspell and Saeil Moonblade but now run by Lianellie Quinne and Laenne Leaffall . Each month we host an event that allows our patrons to recite poems, tell stories, or even share music for the others in attendance to enjoy. These can be original works or can simply be their favorites. Real world adaptations are fine too!

Location: The Druken Hozen, Dawn’s Blossom, Jade Forest, Pandaria

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When: Friday, August 21st Doors will open at 6PM WrA server time

Drinks and snacks will be served until 6:30PM when readings will start. Then halfway through we will take a...

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Commander Braghaman Larethian
Braghaman @braghaman#82
2020-07-08 13:51:00

Searching

Sister Anetta stood at the entrance to the abbey in Northshire and looked out over the yard. The priest trainer looked concerned as she scanned the area slowly. She gazed from one side to the other until she noticed the Marshall walking towards.

“Any word?” Marshall McBride asked as he stepped closer, his armor ringing as he moved.

“We’ve searched the abbey top to bottom. She’s not inside. Did your men find any sign of her?”

The Marshall shook his head. “No. They checked the cave Sabina was found in earlier, to see if she might have gone back there. But there was nothing. She could be in one of the bigger gnoll caves, but I can’t imagine it’d be a safe place for someone to hide in for long.”

“I don’t know. It may not...

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Trisandrah Emberstrom
Trisandrah @trisandrah#69
2020-07-02 16:17:20

Tris by Noir

Tris by Noir

Thanks to LeilahKnight

Trisandrah Emberstrom
Trisandrah @trisandrah#69
2020-07-02 15:38:32

Tris Art by Miss Behaviour

Tris Art by Miss Behaviour

art by Miss Behaviour.  Commissioned by Jiro.  

Andaeros Dawnflare
Andaeros @andaeros#137
2020-06-26 17:28:00

Tomorrows

The docks were busy. They usually were at daybreak, and sailors and deckhands called out to each other amidst the din of crying gulls and sloshing waves. Magi and laborer alike moved crates from dock to ship, and ship to dock.

You took a breath, the smell of sun and salt stark and cutting to the nose so early on.

The ticket felt electric in your hand. It wasn't heavy, It wasn't light, but it was there, and you could feel it buzzing, tingling, wanting to be used.

And you wanted to use it.

Life in the city had always been so good to you; you'd always loved the thrum of a busy thoroughfare or vivacity of a busy bazaar in the daytime and the hair-trigger between danger and pleasure on the streets in the too-late hours. You loved the people....

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Eleeria Silverwing
Eleeria @eleeria#95
2020-06-22 06:11:00

The Snap

(TW: Blood, death.)

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You have always been your fathers’ daughter.

There are still raven feathers coating your fingers; the dying caws of avians still sound in your ears, and though you know later you should apologize to Eli for the life being ripped from her friends, now you push it from your mind.

You move through the snow at a clipped speed, ducking between the trees with daggers in hand. You had the foresight to grab your armor and favored weapons before you disappeared into the mountains of Alterac without a trace, evading Lormeus’ increased patrols. Rarely do you use your rogue skills any longer, but there’s something refreshing about being free of obligation and people watching you. That thought alone makes...

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Niviene Larethian
Niviene @niviene#104
2020-06-15 23:13:00

Searching for Clues

Classes weren’t over yet, the children wouldn’t be home for another hour or so, still Niviene looked over her shoulder, half expecting to hear their footsteps on the stairs at any minute. She shook her head, not for the first time, admonishing herself for the guilt she felt. What she was doing wasn’t really wrong. She was the girl’s mother after all.

Still the priestess hesitated before finally dropping to her knees and pulling the quilt back to peer beneath the bed. Nothing. She sat back on her heels for a moment, scanning the room. She knew what it was like to hide things as a child. She’d been forced to hide her own dolls from her grandmother lest they be destroyed. Toys were a waste of time, grandmother had said, a...

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Niviene Larethian
Niviene @niviene#104
2020-06-07 21:39:00

Flower Delivery - Alternate Character: Zarastirra

“The flowers are as lovely as always Zara, thank you for bringing them.”

“You’re quite welcome doctor. I like to think they bring joy to the patients here, it’s such a dismal place after all. I don’t know how my sister stood it.” Zarastirra answered, a soft smile taking the sting from her words.

The doctor’s gaze hardened for a moment but he merely nodded, “And how is your sister these days?” he asked.

The woman glanced up from the vase she was placing flowers in, her brow furrowed slightly, “She does well. She is quite lucid. You would never know she had ever been ill.” Zara returned to the flowers, her fingers lingering on the bright red petals of the blood thistle she included in every bouquet she...

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Niviene Larethian
Niviene @niviene#104
2020-06-07 21:12:00

Questioning the Teacher

The woman sat across from the headmistress, her dark, shadow green hair shimmering strangely in the lamplight. Her face was still, like a dusky gray porcelain doll, with only the occasional blink. She listened intently, trying to determine where this line of questioning would take her, wondering if the shoe she’d been waiting to to drop was finally falling.

Niviene watched the alchemy teacher, looking for a hint of emotion but there was none, and it left the priestess more than a little unnerved, “I understand she has been spending time with you, more time than her classes require.” she paused then gave the woman a tentative smile, “Is my daughter showing an interest in potions?”

Nelandrys nodded, “Yes mistress, she is...

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Brightmoon's 2nd Annual Boat Bash

Lindiwe

5edaf1ebd2138.jpgWhere: THOUSAND NEEDLES

Faction: Neutral - Bring your Elixirs of Tounges!

Contact: Lindiwe (spoonymog#1854)


DISCORD:

https://discord.gg/Pfmc2VQ


 Event schedule (ISH):

6:30 - Market & Performances

7:30 - THE BIG RACE

8:00 - MORE Market & Performances

9:00 - Raffles


https://us.forums.blizzard.com/en/wow/t/n-event-brightmoon-boat-bash-%F0%9F%A4%B9-next-june-7th/88944

Niviene Larethian
Niviene @niviene#104
2020-06-04 00:56:00

When Little Girls Play

Niviene walked through the hallway with the laundry basket perched on her hip, her mind listing out the remaining chores that had to be done before she could start dinner, when she thought she saw something cross in front of her. She stopped, sky blue eyes scanning the top of the stairs, but she saw only shadows. Slowly she turned to look to the other end of the hall, only to see sunbeams streaming through the window and Max, her fat orange tabby cat, fast asleep in their warmth.

“Imaging things I guess.” She muttered to herself as she made her way toward the stairs with her basket. As she passed Korissa’s room, she could hear her daughter whispering. The priestess thought nothing of it, a child playing pretend with her dolls....

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Regynn Winters
Regynn @regynn#96
2020-05-27 01:52:00

Returning

“Did you see him?” 

“Yeah, I saw him.”

“Well? Did you talk to him?”

The slight shake of the head accompanied by an almost inaudible, “No.”

“Why ever not? That’s the whole reason you came back wasn’t it?”

A shrug, “I guess. That was part of it anyway.”

“So. Why didn’t you talk to him?”

Regynn finally raised her head, her eyes glistening slightly in the lamp light, “He was with someone.” she shrugged before lowering her head to her sewing needle.

“Someone? Someone. Why that little…” 

“Clair no. It’s my fault. I went away without a word and stayed away. Without a word. It’s been ages since I spoke to him. Besides, we were always just friends anyway. Marc never saw me as anything...

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