Tag: Regynn Winters x 23

Marachius sat at his desk and stared at the papers in his hand even though it was obvious that he wasn’t really seeing them. There were people moving around in the room. Other paladins spoke quietly as they moved in and out. But Marachius never seemed to notice.

“What’s up, Marc?”

The young paladin jerked his head up and looked at the hand that had just slapped him on the shoulder. Standing next to him was his squad leader, looking with a slight grin.

“Nothing, Kiernan. Just looking over the orders for the week.”

“You’ve been looking over them for the last few minutes. How much do you remember?”

“Oh.. uhh.. Yeah, sorry about that. Guess I’m a bit distracted.”

“Kind of what I figured.”

“Sorry,...

Marachius rushed into the building, his mace tapping against his legplates as he walked briskly through the hallway. Finally he he came to a closed door and knocked three times in quick succession. He was barely able to wait for the call to enter before he had the door opened to the office.

“Ainsley,” the commanding officer said as he looked up from his desk. “Something you need?”

“Yes, sir,” Marachius came to an abrupt stop just inside the room. “I need to go to Stormwind.”

“Stormwind? Why?” the older paladin asked as he rested his hands on the desk.

“Reggy. My friend, Regynn. She’s missing. She’s not at her apartment.”

“Maybe she’s with friends? A vacation with someone special?”

“I thought so...

Regynn handed a young man a basket of food, gently tussling the hair of the child who stood at his side, “I’m sorry there’s so little Mr. Ridgley but I promise, if you come back tomorrow, I’ll have more for you .” The man smiled and started to answer but the words dissolved into a mumble as he nodded and scurried away.

The priestess felt a sense of dread as she turned, looking up into the eyes of the one person she hadn’t wanted to see.

“I didn’t expect to see you here again.” Jonah’s voice sounded matter of fact but his eyes held an odd gleam.

Reggy straightened, squaring her shoulders as she forced herself to hold eye contact, “Why wouldn’t I? There’s still people in need and your people don’t seem...

“It has come to our attention Miss Winters that you have been… left to your own devices… since arriving in Kul Tiras and you have created quite a stir in Boralus.” Bishop Prichard looked down his nose, through a tiny pair of spectacles. He scanned the documents spread out before him then looked up at her over the wire rims.

“I can explain…” Regynn started but the elder priest raised a hand, stopping her mid-sentence.

“It appears you are responsible for the food exchange on the Ashvane docks. Very clever of you to get those who produce the food to give the unused portions to those who are in need. Commendable work young lady, commendable indeed.”

Reggy bowed her head, “Thank you your grace, I’m sorry that I...

“Where are we going?” Regynn asked for what must have been the tenth time since the girls had set out on the road.

Clair glanced over her shoulder, “Don’t worry, we’re almost there.”

The priestess turned to Kyalith who rode beside her, “You know that wasn’t an answer right?”

Kya shrugged, “I wouldn’t worry about it, you know Clair isn’t going to do anything to get you in trouble, or hurt. Well.. hopefully not hurt.”

Regynn narrowed her eyes, opening her mouth to speak when her temple hound nearly collided with Clair’s horse who had stopped at the edge of a field. It took the priestess a couple of minutes to recover herself in the saddle and settle her pounding heart. “What in the Light is wrong with...

There was a knock at the door but Regynn only looked at it, not bothering to rise or call out. “It’s another posey for you Miss Reggy. People are right worried about you dear.” the landlady waited with a small bouquet of wildflowers in her hand but when the door stayed shut she sighed heavily and continued, “All right then, I’ll just leave ‘em here with the rest.”

She could hear the old woman’s heavy footsteps as she retreated down the hall, they paused at the top of the stairs for several moments then proceeded to descend to the lower floor. Only then did the priestess move from her chair by the window to open her bedroom door. The table that stood on the landing just outside was covered in flowers, small parcels, and...

((Written in collaboration with @marachius. Thanks again for being a great RP partner.))

The Kul Tiran guard cast a glance over his shoulder to assure himself that Regynn was still behind him. She hadn’t spoken, moving silently, wraithlike through the rain as he lead her over the causeway to the garrison in which the Alliance troops were billetted. They were brought to the duty officer and the two men stood in quiet conversation, each casting occasional glances at the priestess before the guard saluted then made an exit, leaving Regynn in the hands of her countryman.

Captain Severino ushered the young woman into his office, barking orders as he went; warm blankets and hot coffee to be brought post haste. He ushered Regynn in,...

((Thanks Marachius for writing this story with me! Yes it's long, we usually tend to write long stories when we work together.))

Regynn looked in the mirror, her eyes widening at the sight that greeted her. She ran her hand down the blue skirt, brushing at the non-existent wrinkles then she smoothed the pristine white fabric of the blouse, blinking at the amount of cleavage it revealed, “Oh… hello there.” she muttered. She glanced up at her reflection, noting the crimson hue on her cheeks before she tugged the fabric back up.

The priestess glanced at the curtains that separated her sleeping area from the rest of her flat where Marachius was sat, waiting for her so they could go through the portal to Stormwind and attend the...

The abrupt ring of the bell on the shop door had the sisters tense as Kyalith moved greet the courier on the other side. She gave him a few small coins then turned back to Clair, a plain brown packet held gingerly in her hands. “Do you think this is it?”

Clair raised a brow and smirked, “Gee, I don’t know. Are you expecting any other hand delivered envelopes from Stormwind?”

The redhead’s cheeks flushed pink as she handed to parcel to her sister, “I guess this is it then.” she replied sheepishly.

The elder sister pulled a dagger from her belt and sliced the packet open then pulled a thick sheaf of papers out. She read the top sheet then handed it to Kya, “It says some of it’s redacted for security reasons.”

Clair unlocked the door to Kya’s flat, her nose wrinkling in distaste as she stepped over the threshold. A quick glance around the room showed the shambles in which it sat, there were dirty dishes piled on the counter and overflowing the sink, the trash looked as if it it hadn’t been taken out in days, and spilled out onto the floor. The drapes were drawn over the windows but as she moved through the flat she could see dirty clothes scattered about.

With a growing sense of alarm she made her way to her sister’s tiny bedroom, pushing the door open, blinking at the darkness. She dashed to the bedside, reaching out for the mound of blankets and jerked them back in alarm.

“Stop! What are you doing?!” came an irritated reply.

The group of five paladins guided their chargers through the streets of Boralus, making their way back towards the docks. The hooves of the chargers were caked with the mud of a long journey, and clumps fell off onto the streets as the horses clip-clopped past all the pedestrians. The paladins, though weary, sat upright in the saddle and carefully guided the chargers single-file past all the people.

“Keep up, Ainsley!”

Marachius raised his head and realized that he had fallen behind. Worse still, the other four were all staring back at him. Marc nudged his horse in the side and caught up with the rest. Once back with the group, he nodded and the others started moving again.

“Window shopping?” Nara asked, glancing over her...

She sun shone brightly, turning the briney puddles in the rutted roads along the docks into mirrors. Regynn was struck by the simple beauty of the still life reflected by the water’s surface, quickly shattered by a rattling cart as it rolled, uncaring down the quay. She frowned and shook her head as if to erase the image, turning to give a half hearted smile at the sound of her name.

“I’m fine Jonah, it’s nothing.” she said in response to her companion’s questioning concern. She hefted her basket to her hip as she looked around the area, “I think we should go this way today, we went that way the last time.”

As the two stepped toward the street Regynn had indicated a young boy came barreling down the street,...

Marc watched as Reggy headed off after their conversation. It’d been weeks since they’d seen each other; she’d been sent to the front while he was continuing his training at an accelerated pace in Stormwind. But they managed to end up in the same place again and in some ways he felt it was just like it always had been.

And in some ways it was different, he thought to himself.

He was still a bit surprised that she was wearing a dress, even though she’d told him about this change in her letters. Marc had assumed she was telling the truth, but it was still a noticeable change.  Once Reggy was out of sight, he let out a slow breath and glanced around the area.

“Not unusual for her to be serious,” he said to himself quietly....

(This follows the events of this: https://chardiary.com/c/Regynn-96/diary/entries/545 )

Marc sat on his bed, his foot idly tapping against his greatsword on the floor as he read over the letter one more time. His brow furled slightly and he let out a quick breath as he thought about what he’d read.

“Boralus”, the paladin muttered to himself. “And we thought I’d be the one running around.”

Marachius continued reading, reaching up and scratching his chin. At least she’s found some friends over there, he thought. Someone to keep her company while I’m stuck here.

Then he paused in his re-reading. “Boyfriend? Why would she think I was a boyfriend? What did Reggy tell her?” His face scrunched up as he re-read the...