So blah. Wranet is down. I should have posted stories to here though. Fail for laziness on my part!

So here is just a little OOC update on me and my characters, and a new piece of art!

( Follow the Yellow Brick Road )

The sun was setting over Eversong Woods as Durdanios and Vynirin slowly walked along the path leading towards their newly purchased home. Their adopted son Ziras, ran ahead of them and laughed as he clutched his bag of Hallow's End candy tightly.

"I love this holiday..." Duo grinned as he stuffed a piece of candy in his mouth from his own bag that ( Read more... )

I can't do this anymore.

I admit that I am young, and as such I shouldn't be complaining especially when there are those around me who have served in the military for hundreds of years.

But so much in my life has changed over the last few years. One moment I'm on top of the world as the Commander of a healthy Blood Knight regiment and the next I am ( Read more... )

((So... I was requested or rather prodded with a cattle iron by a certain someone, to write up a story of the events of the break up between Durdanios and Vynirin seen exclusively from Duo's point of view. I rarely get to delve deep into Duo's personal thoughts so I agreed to write it for him. ))

( Warnings: Long story, language, adult content. )

I've always had a fond liking of water and the ocean... though my life had previously always been far too busy to really enjoy it as I would have liked. Most of my experience with the sea was simply gazing out over the beautiful waters bordering Eversong and watching the sun set. The one time I had taken a transport ship from Ratchet to Booty Bay I ( Read more... )

I laid nervously on the cold hard brick floor inside the Temple of Bethekk of Zul'Gurub, stripped down to only a pair of boxers. A few feet beside me in the same state of undress was Vynirin. But this was hardly a romantic getaway... the troll Shadow Hunter Zanza stood in between us in full ceremonial attire. He had finished his animal sacrifice ( Read more... )

I smile at those around me, acting as if nothing has happened. But that was all it is... an act. I do not want them to worry about me, to crowd me and make me feel more paranoid then I already do. ( (Warnings for violence.) )

Durdanios yelled and slammed a plated fist into the wooden paneling in front of him, creating a small dent in the wall.

Fucking hell.

He had just returned from his long journey, having flown all over Azeroth's seas, from Kalimdor to Eastern Kingdoms to Northrend. He flew to the Maelstrom and had just barely survived a run-in with the Aspect of Death ( Read more... )

Never in my life would I have expected that so much residual power that resides underneath the sands of Silithus ( Read more... )

Now I know just how easily it was for Dawnblade and Lightrose to become completely overwhelmed ( Read more... )