Written by | Posted November 13, 2014 – 12:30 pm A Girl and her Dog

The morning of the all hands summon to the Blasted Lands, Aely went for a walk. The late fall air was clear and cool, and leaves crunched under their feet in the less-traveled parts of the streets. She and Roger took the long way around Old Town, south through Tanner Circle and down Bulwarks, across […]

Angrathar – Part 3
comment Comments Off on Angrathar – Part 3 Written by on April 29, 2009 – 9:24 am

This is Part of Angrethar, the story of The Battle for the Wrathgate from Aelflaed’s point of view. You can see all of the posts in this story on the Story Archives page, by searching for the Wrathgate category, or through this link.

Late evening before the main push, the air in the forward camps was thick with fog, fear, and the muffled sounds of make-ready. Half-frozen snowflakes flitted out of the dusky whiteness and sizzled on firewood, turning the tops of the tents to soggy slush, freezing and settling on her hair, setting off the copper waves with ethereal white flecks.

Aely sat outside one of the hospital tents, wrapped in a thick, oiled fur cloak, her hands deftly tearing strips of linen into bandages and rolling them – some thicker, some thinner, each set with as much Light as she could find in herself to give.  Her mind wandered to the Riders camp, somewhere up in the mountains, and the hours ticked by.  Men walked past, and horses – and somewhere a forge was running, late into the night.

She rolled the last of the bandages, stacking it neatly with the others, and stretched her legs out towards the struggling fire.

“Excuse me, miss, have you se…”

The voice trailed off, and she turned, looking up to meet the gaunt, deep set eyes of an Ebon Knight.

“Hae I seen which, nae?  This’s Alliance groun’s mos’ly, if y’r lookin’ f’r Ebons, I cannae say rightly where t’ be lookin’.” She peered at him curiously, edges of memory flickering with some fragment of recognition.

He ran one hand across his eyes, face hollow and pained.  “No I’m… I used to… Aely?”

Seconds passed.

One eyebrow arched up. “Ayeh, tha’s me.  Sommat I can do f’r ye?”

His eyes settled on the fire next to her, obviously uncomfortable.

“I’d… I’d hoped you’d remember me, for who I was. Or that I was better at climbing trees than you. Bertrand Johansson, at least, I used to be. “

RP doesn’t happen /to/ you
comment Comments Off on RP doesn’t happen /to/ you Written by on April 28, 2009 – 1:06 pm

It happens /with/ you.

Read more of this excellent post by Falconesse over at WTT:RP.

Sunburned Monday
comment 3 Written by on April 27, 2009 – 9:30 am
  • Mr Anna and I spent yesterday at the beach!  It was lovely, though quite windy, and I’m a little windburned.  He got a little more than that, so he’s working from home today.  The temptation to log in and quest/instance will be very high!
  • TRI took down Kologarn, Auriaya, and the Iron Council this week, along with the usual first four bosses, putting us at 7/14 Ulduar.
  • I finally got to bring Annorah to a Naxx25 raid, in the hopes of getting some tasty loot and then swapping over to Aely for Kel’Thuzad since he is a bastard and I still am using the badge shield to heal in Ulduar (/sadface).  KT still didn’t drop anything anyone wanted, but I had a BLAST healing with Annorah, and feel kinda like I have my shaman groove back.  I really enjoy large raid healing with the Shaman – not so much 5 mans.  But it was a ton of fun and I hope I get to go and do it again.
  • I want to get Aely the “Crusader” title.  Exalted with 5 alliance factions isn’t hard – all of them are at least halfway through revered already.  Exalted with Argent Crusade also isn’t that hard, though I’m baaaarely at revered there.  The championing, however, is going to be a little annoying (mostly because I find the Valiant dailies to be a real pain in the rear).
  • Then I get to choose – will she be Aelflaed the Argent Champion or Crusader Aelflaed.  Or Aelflaed the Explorer.  Gah!  Too many appropriate titles!
  • One thing she won’t be, is Aelflaed the Noble.  I want a bunny pet.  I’d like to be able to turn into a bunny.  But Aely is a country bumpkin, the daughter of a dirt poor miner in the mountains west of Stratholme.  She might have some noble qualities, but Nobility she ain’t!
  • On the advice of a friend, Annie Mae is now specced protection.  I’ve not had a chance to really play with the new spec yet, but I’m looking forward to it, once I no longer have all my game time sucked up by Argent Crusade/Argent Tourney stuff!  (and looking for bunnies)
Angrathar – Part 2
comment 1 Written by on April 24, 2009 – 9:55 am

This is Part of Angrethar, the story of The Battle for the Wrathgate from Aelflaed’s point of view. You can see all of the posts in this story on the Story Archives page, by searching for the Wrathgate category, or through this link.

“Oi, Aely, yeh got a minute?”  Tarquin’s voice held no hint of emotion, though she thought she might see steam coming out of his ears any moment.  She looked up from her armor repairs. “Ayeh, ‘Boss, wha’s th’ crack?”

“Bad shite. Cultists took out the better part ay the Medical Unit down on the lines. I’ve been…requested ta send a replacement.” The humorless grin on his face neither invited nor left any questions as to the nature of the request. “Yeh’ve experience as a proper medic, ayeh? Battlefield’n all?”

“Aye. Sev’ral years, t’ be fair. ‘s what I did back when we were fightin’ th’ Bloody Prince th’ first time. Take ye wan’ me t’ pack up?”

“Likely fir the best.” He was chewing almonds again, she saw – his odd substitute for cigarettes. Come to think of it, he’d had a cigarette in hand nearly every minute she’d seen him since arriving in the ‘Blight. “Gods only kennit wha’ kind ay equipment they go’. Government shite.” He snorted dismissively and spat almond husk into the snow.

She picked up the piece of plate armor she’d been re-lining with thick fur. “A’righ’ – I’ll report down there – prob’ly take an hour air so t’ kit out, bu’ I’ll be there well ‘fore nightfall. Owt t’ give me time t’ help ‘fore th’ push morrow.” She looked at him curiously, not entirely sure she liked the idea of facing … whatever … without the people she’d come to see as family. “Y’ sure I’m t’ join up, an’ nae be here?”

Tarquin looked at her for an inscrutable moment. “The wonderful thing ’bout war, Aely,” he said with blunt-force sarcasm, “is thit wir no’ sure ay sweet f*ck all. But orders bein’ orders – ” it seemed to physically pain the man to say that ” – yeh’d best be oan yir merry.”

The paladin stood up, unfolding her limbs and taking a quick look at the small pile of belongings and supplies she’d brought up to the Rider’s camp.  “Fair enow, ‘Boss.  Dinnae let ’em f’rget I’m down there, ayeh?” She nodded at him, and walked towards the stables.

“Aely,” he called after her. When she turned, the wry smile and the lines of anger were gone. “Find us after,” he said simply, “Or we’ll find yeh. Trust it.”

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