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by Daxos St. Cyr on Aug 02, 2018 at 10:18 PM
A calm summer evening caressed the sky over Stormwind with arms of amber and violet as the aging sun quietly sank into the watery horizon beyond the harbor. The last rays of daylight fell upon Daxos' beloved hat, which caused his distraught face ... Read More
by Vasp on Jul 20, 2018 at 07:18 PM
The sun rose bright over Stormwind - a perfect summer day - blue sky and a light warm wind off the sea, filling the air with the scent of salt. Humans, dwarves, gnomes, and elves crowded the capital’s streets, speaking the prime languages of Azero... Read More
by Scorvash Darkvalor on Jun 30, 2018 at 01:44 PM
Elwynn ForestThe fires raged throughout the once beautiful green woods. They stretched all the way from Lakeshire to Stormwind, from Westbrook to Duskwood. The Horde had come and had come at full force, Troll, Orc, and Tauren carved through the pe... Read More
by Vasp on Jun 12, 2018 at 12:03 PM
His name was Francis Durrat and his reputation preceded him. Commander, Second Stormwind Legion. Veteran of the campaigns in Outland, Northrend, Pandaria, and Draenor. Twice decorated by the king for valor. Thrice mentioned by name in the bardic e... Read More
by Daxos St. Cyr on Jun 04, 2018 at 05:02 PM
The midnight sky was shrouded by deep-grey clouds releasing flurries of snow that blanketed the landscape with soft layers of white. One spot towards the top of a high peak was not touched by the falling snow, for a man in deep meditation was si... Read More
by Scorvash Darkvalor on Jun 03, 2018 at 03:51 PM
The Grenade had worked perfectly, several of the carts began to explode as arcane missiles struck them cascading explosions of purple and green. Scorvash smirked as he saw the carts exploding, a gas releasing into the air. A familiar green gas of ... Read More
by Jenifleur Wyther on May 31, 2018 at 07:03 PM
Slacked off a bit and such but figured I should finally post this up.
by Ninalynn on May 27, 2018 at 07:11 PM
Nina was too late. Items of various devices were being throw across the great hall of Dawnseeker’s Glade. It sounded as if the war had already begun inside a mere room. Standing in the middle of it all were several of her messengers who she he sen... Read More
by Rendford on May 25, 2018 at 05:56 PM
Upon the marriage of Rendford and Jairie, Brethil Greymountain and her sister Doris Fairhill had been whisked from Ironforge’s Great Forge district to a house built in-thanks to her son and daughter-in-law. The Lightstone’s were determined to mak... Read More
by Rendford on May 25, 2018 at 05:50 PM
[This story first appeared as part of a contest Jezebel had up. I wanted to preserve it here] 1. Dr. Septimus Proudie looked on as the women tended to the stricken boy on the bed. He was in the city of Neverwinter, several miles from Talongrab, in... Read More