Tag: blood elf
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Say Nothing
The bay was calm and quiet, the warm glow from the windows of the humble tavern acting as a comforting beacon to its patrons in the dimming evening light. Soft leather boots left subtle marks upon the dirt as a females form approached the establishment.
Weeks have flown by and despite her best efforts the Ren'dorei's face lingered in her mind, after centuries of nothing, suddenly he'd thrown himself back into her life and it almost cost him dearly. She clenched a gloved fist and paused just outside the door. What would she do if he indeed was here? Even more so what would she do if he was not... with a shake of crimson locks she pointed her masked face to the building once more before making her entrance. Her eye's scanned the room...
Artifacts and Unlikely Allies
Dear Diary,
How are you? Do you even care about what I write in your pages? Would you feel it if I burned you a little? Ah-ha so much fun to tease.
While I support receiving powerful weapons to fight the Legion I wonder if we are turning our backs on magics, on regular soldiers, turning our backs on healers of the medicinal variety... and if several Artifact Weapons are sentient do we even have need to train soldiers anymore?
Technically I am a hypocrite since I stole a staff off of an eredar lord when my friends and I from House Witchhawk were done finishing it off. Too bad about those Void portals it opens to try to... escape back home maybe? As I lie on my bed writing this I wanna know: Is the fighting Ever going to stop? I heard that...
Scarlet Thoughts and Necessary Works
The truth is that I have been a woman of the night in my past. I've used dates to earn monies to survive. Always to survive another lonely night or homeless night--Not just to "gold dig" or "steal from innocents." In fact none of the men--mostly men as women were afraid of what I might do to them--I dated ever cared about me, or helping me survive. Just filling their own pockets or slaking their own thirsts for lovemaking. And I've made love on top, on bottom and even... in shameful positions I hate. Even being forced to say things about my partners and myself that I despise, or dress in a slinky dress I hate or wear makeups that bother my skin. Just to please my clients.
Have I had female clients too? Why yes. One of them... an orc...
