Tag: Duskwood x 18

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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Commander Braghaman Larethian
Braghaman @braghaman#82
2020-03-22 21:38:00

Flash

Banagan walked around the yard of his new home and swung his wooden mace around. The almost-twelve year old listened to the weapon whistle as it sliced through the air. While he paced back and forth in the yard, Valiant lay on the ground with his chin resting on his crossed paws. The winged lion watched as the young man fought back against imaginary enemies.

“Take that,” Banagan grunted as he viscously attacked his adversary. “And that!”

Banny ducked and turned to attack something else behind him. He spun his mace around, adding flourishes to his imagined strikes. Suddenly, the young man dropped to his knee and lowered his head, as if dodging a dangerous swing. Spinning around, he counter-attacked with what he envisioned as a...

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Commander Braghaman Larethian
Braghaman @braghaman#82
2019-05-26 23:00:00

Guarding Camp

Braghaman looked across the road at the recently damaged militia camp and then turned towards the path leading in the other direction. While he thought through the situation, he could hear next to him his trainees as they shifted restlessly. Turning to face them, the elder paladin saw the five young paladins watching him intently.

“Okay, here’s what we’re going to do,” Braghaman started as he pulled his shield off his back. He looked over to the camp again and saw Valiant staring at him. The paladin smirked before he continued, knowing the lion wasn’t going to like it. “I’m going to scout down the path. See if any ogres are still poking around. You five stay here. Keep an eye out.”

“Stay here?” one of the trainees...

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Commander Braghaman Larethian
Braghaman @braghaman#82
2019-05-05 21:39:00

Patrolling

“But I want to go!”

“No, Banny,” Bragh said as he continued to look through the papers and envelopes on his desk and, every now and then, putting some in his satchel.

“Why not?” the seven year old continued.

“Because you’re too young,” the paladin answered as he closed up his satchel.

“You went on patrols when you were my age.”

“No I didn’t,” Bragh replied, turning to look at his son. “It wasn’t even an option when I was your age.”

“You would’ve if you could’ve,” Banagan responded, crossing his arms over his chest and trying to scowl at his father.

“No, I wouldn’t. Not if I had been told I couldn’t by the commander.”

“But I’ll be so safe! Look at all the people who will be...

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Niviene Larethian
Niviene @niviene#104
2019-02-28 01:00:00

Preparing for Spring

She stepped into the garden, blue eyes scanning the dead flowers and withered vines before turning her gaze to the sky. A few hours left before sundown she reckoned, long enough to clean the remnants of last year’s bounty and make way for what spring had to offer.

Niviene knelt by a flower bed, an empty basket at her side, her pruning shears in her lap as she reached out to touch the dark earth beneath the remains of her garden. She closed her eyes and let the dirt sift between her fingers willing enchantments of health and prosperity into the soil, envisioning large blossoms, flourishing in the dappled sunlight that filtered through the heavy canopy of trees that gave Duskwood its name. She pictured colorful butterflies flitting...

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Commander Braghaman Larethian
Braghaman @braghaman#82
2018-08-08 02:23:00

Crossings

It was late afternoon in Duskwood and the setting sun barely made it through the trees. Braghaman was on his way back from Raven Hill Cemetery as the sounds of the evening were starting to come alive. From time to time, Valiant would look into the woods as they traveled. At one point, a wolf pushed its way through the brush and bared its fangs. The winged lion stopped and looked directly at the wolf and let out a brief growl. The wolf, thinking better, turned its head and ducked back into the brush.

“You showed them,” Bragh said with a chuckle, patting Valiant on the back of the neck.

The paladin and his lion made their way to the crossroad, saying hello to the guards stationed there, and then continued on. They were more than...

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Commander Braghaman Larethian
Braghaman @braghaman#82
2018-07-25 00:07:00

Intentions

“How are you doing this morning, Sabina?”

“I am doing better, sister,” the young lady answered quietly.

Sabina Jensen sat in her chair, her hands clasped together in her lap. Across from her sat an older priestess and in between was a low table. On the table were a set of cups as well as a pitcher of tea. A soft light filtered through the windows and lit the room.

“Sister Anetta says that you were planning to go to the abbey to study.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Is that still your intention?”

“I would like to, yes ma’am.”

“May I ask what convinced you to follow this path?” the sister asked.

“I guess..  I guess I just felt something calling to me.”

“Many people fell the pull of the Light,” the sister...

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Commander Braghaman Larethian
Braghaman @braghaman#82
2018-07-21 17:33:00

Preliminary Report

“Captain?”

The captain of the Night Watch looked up from his desk as one of the men entered his office. He leaned back in his chair as the militiaman stepped forward with an envelope.

“What is it?”

“Medical report from Stormwind, sir. On the Jensens?”

“Open it up. What’s it say?”

The guard opened the envelope and took out the three papers from inside. Reading over the pages quickly, he turned from one to the next to the next before looking back to the captain.

“Preliminary is pretty much what we saw. He died of a stab wound. She died from loss of blood due to damage to her throat and neck.”

“They say anything about how that happened?”

“It says at first glance, it looks like Mr. Jensen did it. It says...

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Commander Braghaman Larethian
Braghaman @braghaman#82
2018-07-11 00:33:00

New Combatants

“Where is that blasted paladin?”

The death knight struck his gauntlet against the tree beside him causing pieces of bark to fly off. It kept its gaze on the darkened house that sat on the outskirts of Darkshire. No lamps shone through the windows to show that someone was present. The shelter behind the house was empty of those annoying felines, he thought. The home was dark and still.

“Where did he run off to?” the death knight seethed as he began to pace behind the trees that marked the border of the property. “How could he have known?” The death knight stopped and turned his back to the house. 

“He could probably smell you. Ya’ smell like death.”

“What?” the death knight asked incredulously, turning back...

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Commander Braghaman Larethian
Braghaman @braghaman#82
2018-07-02 21:31:00

New Inquiry

“And that’s all you saw, sister?”

“I’m afraid so, captain,” Sister Anetta answered. “I never spoke with the poor man.”

“What about Miss Jensen?” 

“She’s still in her room right now.”

“Did she see this guy before the accident?”

“She said she hadn’t spoken to him. Have you found out anything about him?”

“Not much,” the captain said, his shoulders slumping a little. “He apparently came into town early this morning.”

“Do you have any information why?”

“No. If he told anyone why he was here, they haven’t come forward yet.”

“Any idea what happened?” Sister Anetta asked as she leaned back in her seat.

“None. The door to his room was locked. No sign that anyone else was in...

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Commander Braghaman Larethian
Braghaman @braghaman#82
2018-06-05 22:10:00

Memories

The captain of the Nightwatch led the way down the hall and eventually stopped at one door. Opening it, he led the priestess into the office. Along the far wall was a young lady asleep on a sofa. She slept fitfully, turning and whimpering quietly.

“Here you are, sister. Like I said, she’s still asleep.”

“That’s quite alright, captain.” Sister Anetta stepped past the captain and sat down on a chair beside the sofa.

“I need to deal with something real quick, sister.”

“Please go ahead, captain. I will be fine here.”

“If you need anything, just holler out and one of the men will be here right away.”

“Thank you, captain.” The priestess nodded to the militiaman and watched as he turned and left the office,...

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Commander Braghaman Larethian
Braghaman @braghaman#82
2018-05-31 19:55:00

Help From The Abbey

The priestess stepped into the cluttered office and looked at the person sitting behind the desk. The man gazed up between stacks of paper and leaned back in his chair.

“Good evening. I’m Anetta from Northshire.”

“Thanks for coming, sister. We can definitely use your help.”

“Not at all. Can you tell me what happened?”

“We’re not entirely sure. A husband and wife apparently appeared to have attacked each other.”

“That’s horrible. Are there any survivors?”

“A young lady, sister of the husband. Name’s Sabina Jensen.”

“Jensen?” the priestess repeated, her eyes widening.

“Yes, ma’am. Know her?”

“Not personally. But if its who I think it is, she was supposed to come to the abbey to start...

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Commander Braghaman Larethian
Braghaman @braghaman#82
2018-05-28 21:45:00

Traveler Come To Town

Braghaman was walked up the road from Darkshire on his way home. He had just passed the gryphons when he heard a voice calling to him.

“Brother Larethian.”

Stopping in the middle of the road and turning around, he saw a priestess in white robes stepping onto the road.

“Sister Anetta,” Braghaman said with a bow. “What brings you to Darkshire?”

“The Church sent me here, that there was someone who needed to speak with me. And what of you brother? Are you back from the war?”

“I am, sister.”

“Will you be returning to your work in Stormwind, then?”

“That is still being negotiated, but I think that I will be continuing my work here.”

“Well, I hope that the Light will bless your endeavors, brother. Now, I...

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Commander Braghaman Larethian
Braghaman @braghaman#82
2018-05-20 18:10:00

More Questions Than Answers

The captain of the Nightwatch made his way back to Darkshire, going over what he had seen in mind as he walked. Crossing into the town, he passed the fountain and came to the steps leading to the town hall. As he took the first step, another member of the militia came through the doors and began descending.

“Captain. Any news?”

“Not much. More questions than answers at this point.  How’s the girl?”

“Still in shock, I think. They gave her something to sleep.”

“Was word sent to Stormwind?”

“As soon as you told us to, sir. We haven’t heard anything back, yet, but its still fairly early.”

“Yeah, but I was hopeful,” the captain replied, rubbing a hand over his face. “Probably won’t get anything back...

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Commander Braghaman Larethian
Braghaman @braghaman#82
2018-05-14 20:35:00

First Thoughts At The Scene

The captain of the watch knelt down next to one of the bodies. Pulling the sheet back that covered it, he leaned forward to look at the wounds to her neck and shoulder.

“Looks like she was mauled,” the captain said, glancing over his shoulder towards the Nightwatch member standing behind him.

“That’s what we thought when we first got here. Worst still, he’s got blood all over his face,” the militiaman explained, gesturing to the other body.  The captain followed the gesture and looked at the other body. The sheet was tented up above the man’s chest where the knife was protruding.

“So what are we thinking,” the captain said as he stood up slowly. “That he started biting her so she stabbed him?”

“Possibly,”...

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