Khaeris Dawndancer
khaeris @khaeris#23
2019-10-22 03:25:00


She frowned down at the little device in her lap. She was using it more lately, but it still managed to defy her frequently. And it never helped when she was drunk. Which she was. She blew out her breath and puffed her cheeks as she tried to pull two thoughts together.

They bounced apart like magnets.

Her eyes narrowed and she pressed her fingertip against the screen. There was a small rumble from it, but it flashed and went dark again.  She pressed the trasmit button and waited for it to give her the code input screen, but it didn't. She tried each again two more times. She considered throwing it.

It was no use. The device was locked. She was frozen out of her own device! How rude. ... She'd tried too many times. She had wanted to...

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Khaeris Dawndancer
khaeris @khaeris#23
2019-10-21 02:02:00

Bag of Marbles (Verisimi)

Click! Clack-clack-clack~

Verisimi smiled to herself, it had been a good hit. Her fingers toyed with the smooth surface of the mabler shooter as she . She often played with the glass beads when she needed to unwind or take a moment out of her thoughts. Though she often played alone, practicing and slipping into a meditative state calculating angles and trajectories.

The set had been gifted to her by her mother as a girl. It always made her think of home. There were plenty of times she'd fiddle with them to bring herself back to center.

((Posted on the wrong blog!))

Rimath @rimath#330
2019-10-20 03:01:00


He had, naively, thought the hunger would vanish somehow. He'd never been one good at meditating, so the high elven ways were lost to him. He'd learned to siphon mana and fel, just like all of them. There was always that soul scratching gnaw for more. More. And even more.

But he'd followed her. Farther and farther. To keep an eye on her. To stay with that family that lived. She was desperate to learn to control it. To learn from it. And she found others.

So he remained there, on the periphery of the void's chosen  children. And he hungered. For connection and for the sustenance of life. So he kept himself tethered to darkness.

Khaeris Dawndancer
khaeris @khaeris#23
2019-10-19 03:46:00

Communication and Connection

She'd been sending so many messages. Pictures. Quips. Tiny connections she was desperate for, even as she left them all behind.

Khaeris knew it was a ruse parading as levity. She was running, but her problems would follow her. Confrontation was inevitable and disastrous. Still, with every step, the trip was already lightening her heart.


Commander Braghaman Larethian
Braghaman @braghaman#82
2019-10-19 00:46:00

Hallow's End Planning

“What are you going to dress as?”

“I don’t know, maybe I could make a helmet like the Headless Horseman.”

“That could be cool.”

“What about you?”

“I think I want to dress up like King Anduin.”

Braghaman looked up from his papers and glanced over to Banagan and his friend. The two young boys were sitting on the ground drawing in the dirt with sticks.

“You’re hair’s the wrong color.”

“Well, its just pretend. As long as the suit looks right.”

“You could get a wig.”

“Where do you buy wigs?”

“Bet there’s a shop in the city.”

“What? Like a ‘Wigs n Stuff’?”

“Probably. Seems like you can buy whatever you want there.”

“I don’t think its like that, though.”


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Renrael @renrael#153
2019-10-18 03:45:00

The Negotiating Hearts

Ren sat there, frozen on the bed, listening for the bite of the whispers from the bathroom. Maybe she was typing? Or maybe just speaking so hushed he couldn't hear.

Trisandrah had fled there to talk to someone. Talking to them now. After he'd just admitted he wanted more than her casual affection. He wanted to be something with her, not a coincidence, not a pleasant convenience. It was foolish. He'd known it was likely to end it all, but the not knowing was driving him crazy.

He scrubbed a hand through his hair and swung his legs over the bed. His eyes found his clothes, tossed across the room in a heap. Well, he'd known this wasn't likely to go the way he wanted. Couldn't even say the word 'dating' around her without her getting hedgey...

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Celise T. L. Montgomery McCaimbridge
Celise @celise#331
2019-10-17 05:00:00

'A Cold Oasis'

The secluded cabin high in the mountains was barely visible as the wind whipped the powdery snow around, sparkling as it swirled in the rising sun.

The Warlock rose a little before dawn as usual, wrapped herself in a thick floor-length robe, then she padded to the large fireplace.  With a wave of her hand, the wood in it crackled and roared to life, the flames making intricate patterns on the hearth stones.  The cabin warmed quickly as she fixed a large mug of steaming tea, adding some brandy to it before settling in an overstuffed chair by the fire.

The air was much thinner where she was, but Celise got used to it before too long.  She'd been ensconced away in this home away from home for a number of years, but lately, over the past...
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Rimath @rimath#330
2019-10-17 02:36:00


He was silent, eyes hard. It would be worse for her if he didn't keep quiet. She didn't need to be here. They didn't need to be here. But the whispers... She'd been cursed with them since she'd been small. Shadows. Void. Whatever you wanted to name it.

Wicked. Wild. Witch.

The names had been whispered in the same way she heard the voices. Their parents hadn't known what to do and had refused to believe it couldn't be trained out of her. They barely acknowledged their youngest's idiosyncrasies. Her wide, dilated eyes at noon. The way her head would cock, as if listening to the wind. Wandering through the Eversong woods.

She wasn't dangerous.

Not yet. Why couldn't they see?

Rimath continued to shadow her. He would be there, even if the rest...

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Khaeris Dawndancer
khaeris @khaeris#23
2019-10-16 03:32:00

Blues (Andemae)

She looked up at the stars

Remembering the crisp colors of them

But no longer seeing the spectrum.
Everything was muted now.

Snow dampened sound.

Every aurora was weak.

Grey tint to all.

The only colors running true

In the forest

Were the blues

On her blade

In her eyes.

That was the color near death.

Khaeris Dawndancer
khaeris @khaeris#23
2019-10-15 03:10:00

Resurrections of Paranoia

It had felt a bit like a rebirth, coming back to this time. She had been gone for over six months. Vanished. Poof. As good as dead. It hadn't been hell, but her time away certainly hadn't been heaven. She had not been sure it was going to be a purgatory, even with the insistence everyone had tried to reassure her with in the months prior to her correction. But here she was, given the second chance to live in her second chance time.

Habitually, lost in thought, Khaeris ran a fingertip at a small imperfection on her upper arm. There was no scar--just a small injection and then it was done. But there was a slight rise in the subcutaneous tissues. The small tracker was there. Pollux had, apparently, been carrying it with him constantly, in...

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Khaeris Dawndancer
khaeris @khaeris#23
2019-10-14 02:04:00



The seashore was sacred now. She didn't keep many sentimental objects when it came down to it; she could get rid of most of her belongings and feel fine about it, with the exception of a very few items. But places? Places were sacred and kept close to her heart.

Her toes dug into the beach and her sandals dangled from her fingers as she walked along the familiar shore. She wouldn't go far, Pollux was on his long board. But the meandering alone-together felt nice an Khaeris smiled to herself.

She knew no matter what happened, this particular stretch of beach and shore was theirs. Not in any possessive way, but in a memorable way. They'd spent hours here shooting, getting swimming lessons in for her, and generally just being together....

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Kharris Dawndancer-Blacksong
kharris @kharris#22
2019-10-13 01:35:00

What Might Have Been

Kharris gave Kieran another hug while Coire waited grumpily near the small group of elves. The old direwolf didn't appreciate the disruption of this time of year. Kharris smiled to see the wolf, understand some of his agitation.

She kissed her friend's cheek and sank down to the flat of her feet. He was much taller than she was. It always surprised her, no matter how many times she saw him.

They were no longer children, but they would always be startled by that, so deeply entrenched in each other's more innocent days.

Guilt pulled at her here. Guilt for leaving Kieran out here with only his wolf for company. She knew that she and Asarel were welcome here--but at the same time, Kieran would undoubtedly feel some ease as they left.


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Khaeris Dawndancer
khaeris @khaeris#23
2019-10-12 02:57:00

Fear Stays With You

She woke up with a gasp, shivering even under the heavy blankets. It was dark in her room. Moonlight came in through the gauzy curtains her aunt favored, painting all the edges of everything silver and white. Without color, the room looked flat. But it wasn't the deep, dark, heavy cold she'd been dreaming of moments prior. She sat up and tried to catch her breath, but the images kept come back. Her imagination ran her through everything again.

Water. They'd been under the lake. They'd heard explosive note of the impact, the crack of the ice, the panicked screams of the draft animals, and the ironically cheerful burbling of the air out of the vardo as it sunk quickly into the frigid water. The cold would have stolen their breath as they...

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Khaeris Dawndancer
khaeris @khaeris#23
2019-10-11 03:36:00

Safe Room

She had never stayed somewhere with a basement. Or rather, it was really a root cellar, snug under the farm house. There were big folding doors that lay near the ground and opened outward. The lock had been easy to break, but the doors still closed tight together to seal out rain, snow, critters, and ... other things.

She looked around as her eyes adjusted. The room had dirt walls and there were the thread-thin roots that pushed at them. It seemed fitting that  she would bury herself down here to avoid the disaster overhead.

She had nothing but the clothes on her back and one alarmingly flat rucksack that had once been stuffed full. Supplies were running low. Until she'd found this haven anyway. Her heart was beating from a whole...

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Khaeris Dawndancer
khaeris @khaeris#23
2019-10-10 01:23:00

The Dare

He never said the words. Not out loud. But before he'd done his jump, his eyes had dared her. He didn't believe she'd do it. She'd failed before. He wouldn't have judged her if she couldn't do it. But she'd been working so hard to try.

Khaeris looked at him, she could see him still, but it was very far down. He was treading water and looking up at her. He was still beaming with the rush. Her toes curled around the edge of the cliff and gripped at the stone. The humidity was thick and the water below was doubtless cool and refreshing for him.

Goosebumps appeared up and down her limbs. She reached up to shake out her hair, feeling the way sweat had curled it over her neck. Her fingers tugged at the suit around her legs. She looked...

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Magistrix Jaskian Clearwater
Jaskian @jaskian#37
2019-10-09 03:06:00

Dress for Success

Her apartment had been too quiet lately. Or maybe it was that she had been too quiet. She closed her book. The restlessness had been coming for some time, along with the occasional word from Luminash. Her own research was in a lull at the moment, and she had the time. They had been apart too long in the name of security. She didn't want to worry him more than necessary, but it was time to find out in person what was going on. He hadn't been as forthcoming as usual in his messages--he was either distracted or hedging, or both.

She was betting on both.

Crossing the quiet room the magistrix went to her closet and opened the well-oiled hinges. Her dressing robe puddled on the floor around her bare feet. Nimble fingers used to incantations...

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Renrael @renrael#153
2019-10-08 03:36:00

A Visitor

"I don't think she qualifies as a 'visitor' anymore if she comes over more than once a month, Ren."

"Shut it, Ian. She does."

"You look ridiculous. She's been here before, you know."

"At least pick up your dishes from lunch. Put them in the sink at the very least." Ren threw his cousin a glare over his shoulder as he wiped down the table.

Ian pointedly leaned back in his chair and put his feet up on the tabletop with a thick thunk. His hands folded behind his head and he pushed the chair to wobble back onto its legs. When Ren turned around to take said lunch dishes to the sink, Ian toed the salt shaker over--just to be a dick.

Ren heard it, and the sprinkle of the granules hit, but he held his tongue. But if looks could kill... Ian gave his...

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Rimath @rimath#330
2019-10-07 02:23:00

Pick Your Poison

"Pick your poison, sir: we can do this the Easy way," Rimath smiled winningly, leaning onto the table, "or we can use some hard Maths. You choose. But choose soon." His finger tapped on the rough tabletop, nail clicking quietly. It was almost lost in the din of the busy bar they sat in.

"We've already done our part. Now it's your turn to make good on this little pact we set up. We got the goods--none too easy a feat, which is why you hired us. I got gilbins ready to bite my pretty little fingertips to get these damn pearls back. Vash'jir has a lot of pointy teeth and a lot of problematic people in it. ... I'd prefer not to think Boralus has been taking lessons from naga. You're not a problematic man, are you?" Again the winning smile...

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Khaeris Dawndancer
khaeris @khaeris#23
2019-10-06 03:37:00

Four of Six

The night sky was still  overcast, but even so, a few stars pushed through the haze as the rain waned. Khaeris looked up, catching the last few drops on her cheeks. She couldn't help smiling, feeling them slide down and drop onto her damp dress. Coming out of the barn and back into the open air was refreshing. The barn had been cozy and warm with all the folks inside, sweet with the scent of hay, that musty smell of lofts and stalls. Outside though... Outside, the fresh scent of rain swept away the cobwebs from her spirit. The breeze was chilly and she got gooseflesh on her arms where her dress didn't cover. The susurrus of the voices still in the barn and the shuffling of feet and jackets being pulled on was comforting.

They had all...

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Khaeris Dawndancer
khaeris @khaeris#23
2019-10-05 02:44:00

The Alchemist Knows

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. Another week set. The gelatin capsules were swept into a small wax paper envelope and sealed. The flicking motion of her wrist with the counting stick were practiced and controlled. Khaeris never moved without the fascinating blend of precision and languid grace. People often got lost watching her move, just as she was lost in this steady count-capture-seal work fixture.

These little capsules had a tangy spiced smell and Khaeris enjoyed it. Filling the capsules had taken an hour, now filing them away to be sent to the client would take a few minutes more.

Other paper bags with prescriptions and requests were lined up on the basket on her desk. The cipher she used to label them was something her...

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Khaeris Dawndancer
khaeris @khaeris#23
2019-10-03 23:38:00


Khaeris squatted in the Eversong grass, leaning forward to better study something in the bush in front of her. Her head cocked and she took a breath. Had it moved? No. It was surely too far along for that. Her imagination. The protective casing was dark, though she could faintly see the shape folded inside. It was becoming clearer by the minute.

It would free itself soon. Oblong and alien. It was caged but nearly ready to 

She wasn't smiling. She was alone, except for the butterfly-to-be. She was fascinated. She had seen this process before, but she was always enraptured by it. It seemed at once defiant and hopeful.

Khaeris glanced back over her shoulder. The Scar was as desolate as it had been since it had cut it's course through the...

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Khaeris Dawndancer
khaeris @khaeris#23
2019-10-03 00:43:00

The Other One

The dwarven woman had been the latest. Giving her that half-glance with the half-recognition squint. After this many years, you'd think she'd have gotten used to it by now. But she hadn't. It still sent a slight shiver up her spine and questions she'd spent the last few years trying to avoid would come flashing through. 

"No, I'm sorry, I don't think we've met." Her smile was easy and warm, dimpled with a hint of sheepishness. 'But you probably know the other one. I'm the lookalike. I'm the one that doesn't belong. I'm not who you think I am, I am not who you wanted.'

The dwarven woman had returned the smile, the bewilderment clear on her expression. Khaeris was sure it would have been nice to have met her.

Lady Braedyn Velstand
Braedyn @braedyn#24
2019-10-02 01:59:00


Braedyn flipped open the book as she settled into her chair. Fortune was across the room going over accounts. Her eyes ran briefly over her husband and she smiled privately to herself. He would be up late doing them; it brought him pleasure doing this favor for old Magister Prothenius. And that it brought favor from the Magister was always welcome.

Her eyes went back to the book. She hadn't read this one in years. She had avoided it for some reason she could no longer remember. It wasn't all that gripping, but it was a sweet fiction of love and derring do. She started to make a mental note to loan it to Andaeros when something slipped out and into her lap. Her eyes flashed up to Fortune, but he was engrossed in his mathematical figures....

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The Howling Owl's Hallow's End Festival

Saeil Moonblade


Come join us for our 1st Annual Hallow’s End Festival!

Join us in Caer Darrow for an evening filled with Hallow’s End themed vendors, performances, and raffles! The night will be finished off with a dance party!

As always with The Howling Owl’s events, Horde or Alliance are welcome!

When: Friday, October 25th, 6PM WrA

6-8PM WrA: Vendors - Booths are currently full! List coming soon!
8PM: Performances
9PM: Dance party and raffle drawings immediately following performances

Where: Caer Darrow, Western Plaguelands

image!! RAFFLE !!

Raffle info:   There are 2 separate raffles.  1 paid raffle. 1 free raffle. The paid raffle will be 500g a ticket, limit 40 tickets per person.  The free raffle will be a separate...

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Club Night Owl: Wicked Rave

Saeil Moonblade


Club Night Owl is a dance club that hosts monthly events at The Howling Owl, just upstairs from the rustic coffee shop!

Hosted by Saeil Moonblade. There will be bartenders serving drinks and music will be provided by DJ Moonblade and DJ Spite!

Come have fun with us at our Wicked Rave themed night! We’ll have themed drinks, lots of music and dancing! Feel free to come dressed in your Hallow’s End costume, if you’d like!

When: Friday, October 18th, 6PM WrA server time

Location: Club Night Owl (Mistfall Village, Vale of Eternal Blossoms)


We will be in the upstairs of the tavern, the biggest building!

We will be handing out prizes to our favorite costumes!All races and factions are welcome! Bring your Elixir of Tongues!

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Kharris Dawndancer-Blacksong
kharris @kharris#22
2019-09-30 17:17:00

That Time of Year

The sky was clear blue and the clouds were sailing across the sky. She watched them for hours while the biting scent of the pines filled her lungs and the grass cushioned her rest. There was smoke coming from the cabin nearby; Asarel was cooking for supper and giving her space. Kieran and Coire were out hunting.

She'd been here, like every year, tasting the Hinterlands and letting herself feel things she didn't let out except at this time of year.  This year she'd brought him a small bow and a quiver of arrows, along with the other offerings. Rowan would have been eleven years old, tomorrow. There were a burst of poppies to cut the smell of sap and bring some color to the hilltop. But every year it was the same, the wet-stone smell of...

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Trick or Tease by Succulent Tart

Belillina Fireseeker


Succulent Tart is excited to invite you all to our annual Hallow’s End Boolesque Show:  ‘Trick or Tease’!  Join us for an evening filled with thrills, chills and frills that will include amazing performances, a free raffle, themed drinks, and a costume contest with some fabulous prizes!

Saturday, October 19th
Doors open at 6pm - Show beings at 6:30pm (WrA time)
*Contest and raffles to follow*

Zeramas, Zul’drak (Inside the necropolis)
*Summons will be available, whisper a member of ‘Succulent Tart’ Horde side or ‘Succulent Tart Troupe’ Alliance side for an invite!  Or poke us on our discord, you can find the link below!*


While we mainly reside on WrA Horde, we are cross-faction and...

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