Chapter 6: The Savior’s Touch.

It was nearly setting in the Eastern Plaguelands. In the frigid air, the fog subsided and the heavily clouds thinned in the bright sky.

“About time,” said Jack.

Lyrissa followed him up a crusty hill, where her gaze fell on a well-lit chapel at the roots of the eastern mountain chains.

“Indeed, about time,” ( Read more... )

( Boring Life Update )

 
( The Brothers Mace )

4: Dai’suul

( More fighting! )

3: Light’s Muse

The people of the Argent Dawn were silent, to say the least. Lyrissa’s short welcome was extended until two days later. She rested near the camp’s fire, wrapped in her cloak until she saw Officer Pureheart walk towards her.

Standing up, she noticed a man behind her of exact height, hooded and clad in gray and brown. He bore no ( Read more... )

Yes, it's a long title ( Read more... )

Argent Officer Pureheart was having a bad day, worse than usual.
( All I could do )

A cold breeze swept above Stormwind City, carrying reddening leaves and the brisk winds of autumn. It was mid October, and the sky was gray with thick clouds and blanketed with cold mist. Lantern lights and torches flickered in the air, and the city as a whole seemed like a ghost town.

Few citizens left their houses in this time of late noon, ( Read more... )

So...if anyone knows Warcraft lore, they'll get both extremely excited, and extremely confused ( Read more... )

Long time no write. I just got out of my chem midterm, and I feel agitated from the long day.

I was just thinking...

I want to re-write Retribution is at Hand.

Why?

Because! I don't want Derrick to start out as a mindless killer at first (although a large part of my hero is anti-heroic). Second of all, I want the second main character, the Warlock (I ( Read more... )