Written by | Posted September 8, 2015 – 9:51 pm Descent and Ascent

It didn’t take long to get from Thunder Bluff to the Echo Isles – Ankona took advantage of a wyvern so she could think and plan before getting to her destination. She had information to confirm with the spirits – was Gromnor dead? Was he really in the northern part of the Eastern Kingdoms, somewhere […]

Cravings, part 2
comment 3 Written by on September 12, 2012 – 9:40 am

She’s so small, Duugvilder thought as he stepped into the room where the Night Elves were caring for her. She was little more than skin and bones and a very ragged looking hat. Her skin was a pale white, almost grey, and the freckles that he loved tracing a finger over were like mottled blemishes. He could feel tears starting to fill his eyes as he looked at her sleeping form. He fought them back, and whispered to her:

“Annie Mae?” He reached out slowly, and gently pressed his fingertips to her shoulder, careful not to jostle her too much, fearful that even this much contact would injure her further. “Annie Mae, are you…awake?” He didn’t want to say the word that first came to mind.
Annie Mae’s eyes flashed open, revealing vibrant green eyes that not even her brush with death could extinguish. She looked up at Duugvilder and flashed an enormous grin.

“DUUGY!!!” Her voice was raspy, but strong, and she flung her arms around his neck. “DUUGY! You’re still around! And you came here! They won’t let me leave until I’m ‘better fed’ and everything they want to feed me has frigging mushrooms in it.”

Duugvilder felt his heart swell, and wasn’t sure if the force at the back of his throat was laughter or sobbing. He held her gently, hugging her back while still careful of her condition. He lowered her to her pillow, adjusting it so she could sit up. He looked at her, concerned, but relieved and amused. Of course she will be well, he thought. With her spirit and will, how could I have doubted?

“I would not have let you leave either. You are nothing but skin and bones, Annie Mae! We are lucky that you survived…” He took the ragged hat off her head and set it aside so he could test her temperature. “I brought food for you, to help you regain your strength.. But I do not understand: what is wrong with mushrooms?”

Annie made a little gagging noise. “I’ve eaten nothing but mushrooms and cave crickets the whole time I was in that cave. Do you know how disgusting that is? And plain water, which wasn’t so bad, but I want a BEER.”

“Have they given you nothing else to eat?”

“Something they call pine nut bread. It’s not too bad. A little chewy. How did you know to come here? Did that stuffy git of an elf actually write you?”

Duugvilder smiled at her. Not even live burial could still her tongue, and he chuckled at the vulgarity. “The pine nut bread will help you regain the weight that you have lost, and it is mild enough that you would be able to keep it down when you were at your weakest. As for how I came here, yes, that ‘stuffy git,’ as you call him, sent a letter to me. While one cannot usually read tone into a letter, his desperation was palpable, especially when he begged me to ‘come and take this terrifying worg-kin off [my] hands.’” He took a moment to enjoy the look on her face. “I am joking. His letter was incredibly kind but it was direct in communicating your condition and the importance of my presence. I came as quickly as shopping and provision- gathering allowed.”

“Oh Duugy, you’re the best! But they won’t let me have bear burgers. Something about bear spirits…” She pouted. “Please tell me you at least brought beer. Stranglethorn Brew or Metok’s Bubble Bock or…” Her eyes widened. “DWARVEN STOUT!!!”

He took her hand and gave it a squeeze. “There will be beer when I know that you will keep it down. And you have my word that, by the time you and I leave here, you will never wish to consume bear flesh again. We will have time to talk soon – and we have much on which to catch up – but first I will make arrangements to take over your care, starting with your first non- mushroom meal…”

Annie Mae’s eyes gleamed brightly. “BEAR BURGERS!!! I’ve have a full pound with cheese and lettuce and tomato and hot sauce and bacon and…”

“Nonsense. You are still not ready for solid food aside from the pine nut bread. I am going to make you a nice soup that will help your body prepare for heartier fare…”

“Aw HELLS, Duug! I don’t want any more soup! I’m sick to death of broth! Please, if you ever cared a damn about me…”

Duugvilder smiled. “I do ‘care a damn’ about you, Annie Mae. I am incredibly happy and relieved that you are alive. But you simply must trust me on this. No bear burgers yet.” He looked at her as she grumbled, leaned forward, and kissed her furrowed brow.

“Annie Mae, my dear, have you ever had consomme?”

RP is Dead
comment Comments Off on RP is Dead Written by on September 8, 2012 – 12:50 am

And this was before the full crowd had arrived. There were eventually 33 people in the Alliance side raid, and almost that many representing the Horde.

In the end, there were countless fights, at least two players taken hostage, serious civil unrest sown on both sides, Bricu took a shadowbolt to the chest, and Aely had to set another broken nose. Armor is dented, and bruises are developing on both sides. There’s enough story material here to last a long time, and this was only the first night. And we haven’t even touched the world event yet. I’m on an adrenaline high that I’ve not had in game in a long time. Tonight was /good/.

And RP is dead?

Long live RP.

HUGE thanks to Bricu, Malkavet, Chelody, Shaila, ItanyaBlade, Davien/Threnn, Gharr, Tarquin, Lorelli and all the other people who made tonight possible. You guys did a TON of work, and at least on my end, it paid off. Thank you.

Friday Five – Food
comment 1 Written by on September 7, 2012 – 8:22 am

This weeks’ Friday Five is brought to you by one of my favorite things. Food. I love food – I love cooking and eating, especially eating with friends. I also love when someone else cooks for me (either someone I know or going out to eat).

So here are some questions for your characters about food!

  1. What’s your character’s favorite food?
  2. Is your character an adventurous or a picky eater?
  3. Does your character prefer to be alone or to eat with friends?
  4. Does your character cook at all? What’s their favorite dish to cook?
  5. Meta: Have you leveled cooking (or not) to match your character’s cooking abilities? What about seeking out special recipes?

Post answers in comments or leave a trackback! I’d love to see what different characters opinions are about what it is that they eat.

Clandestine Invitation
comment 2 Written by on September 5, 2012 – 9:42 pm

Citizens of Azeroth

Now that our world has been saved from the wrath of Deathwing, I fear that the leaders of the Alliance and the Horde will soon look to resume the conflict against each other. The time has come for us to take action.

We may not be the movers and the shakers, but peace has to start somewhere.

Bricu Bittertongue has issued a call for peace. A call for us all to gather and discuss issues at hand, and see if we, the citizens of our societies can start a movement that will force our respective leaders to take notice and consider peace. This gathering is to take place at 6:30pm, on the first Friday of September, on the floating city of Dalaran at the Circle of Wills in the Underbelly, not far from one of the greatest co-operative actions taken by the Horde and the Alliance against a foe that threatened us both. Be wary of who you show this letter to; in some places, discussing peace is considered treason.

I hope to see you there.


Friday, Sept 7 at 6:30 PM Feathermoon Time (Pacific), in the Circle of Wills (Underbelly, Dalaran) will be a careful meeting for all those interested in discussing the possible cessation of hostilities between our two factions. Should your character be interested, please do attend, as a good showing from both sides is essential.

I don’t think I have to warn anyone, but no metagaming will be tolerated.

This is an open RP event, and summons will be available (Duerma-Alliance, Cantoria-Horde – Please /identify yourself/ before asking for a summon.) Each faction will be in a raid for faction-side chatter, as the main story will happen in /say, and there will be Ventrilo for translations.

And be prepared for shenanigans.

(This invitation brought to you by the estimable Orc of Peace, Gharr.)

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