Written by | Posted November 19, 2013 – 4:46 pm Deconstruction

Bad things are happening in Stormwind – and beyond.

The Hand of Lothar, they call themselves.

Yva Darrows was their first target.

Tirith and Aely were their second and third.

They have since… expanded their reach and escalated their methods …

comment 3 Written by on December 3, 2009 – 9:54 am

Written, of course, with Arrens. Enjoy!

Old Town never really settled into the pre-dawn quiet that Aely had been accustomed to in camps – being in the city and so near the pub meant a constant stream of people, plus the watch was there, and heavy plated boots would clank by every half hour. Add in the quarter-hour chimes from the Cathedral and Aely’d learned to sleep pretty soundly.

Still, Roger’s wet nose on the back of her neck was expected, even an hour before dawn.

“Morning, Rog…”

She tumbled out of bed, pulling on a loose linen shirt and some soft cotton pants, routine taking over where mental awareness lacked. Lighting a small lamp, she laced on soft leather boots… and remembered.

“Righ’ – ye min’ takin’ a run wi’ Arrens, ‘stead ay jus’ us, Rog?”

Roger wagged his whole back half, prancing around.

“… I’ll take ye dinna mind.”

Roger’s braided leather leash hung just next to the door, with her keys. She grabbed both and headed up the stairs – sparing a quick glance in the little mirror and glowering at the unruly red mess hanging around her face. Roger waited impatiently, whining, his nose pressed against the doorjam, while she ran her fingers through it, tying it back.

“A’righ’ – a’righ. Le’s go, yeh?”

Arrens was waiting when she walked outside, Roger running up to him, sniffing the warlock. “Good morning to you, my dear.” He kissed her gently. The cold, brisk air was a pleasant wake-up call, the gust of wind stinging Arrens’ arms exposed in his sleeveless shirt, linen pants offering little in the way of warmth. “Now then. You mentioned something about a path in Elwynn?”

Aely clipped the lead on Roger, starting off at a gentle pace for the Stormwind Gate.

“Yeh – ye’ll see. Rog likes it better, ’cause I dinna have t’ keep him tied.”

They ran in comfortable silence, each adjusting to the pace of another runner without too much trouble, through the lighted streets of Stormwind and out past the huge gates. Aely waved at the guard, who grunted back “Morning” before eyeing Arrens somewhat warily.  Taking a quick right hand turn past the gates, she led them down through the trees, barely lit as the first hints of sunlight peered over the horizon. “Path goes out ’round Mirror Lake. ‘s a nice spot t’ sit an’ watch th’ sunrise.”

Arrens nodded and smiled, keeping pace stride for stride with the paladin. Normally his mind was focused on the day ahead while he ran, lessons that needed to be taught, important points that needed mentioning and an endless array of meetings with bureaucrats to justify the kingdom’s tax money used to keep the school open.

He thought of none of that as he ran. Instead, his mind was focused solely on Aely and the distance they put between themselves and the city gate. He allowed her a moment to get several paces in front of him, watching from behind as her ponytail bobbed up and down with her graceful movements. “Gods, she’s beautiful,” he thought. “And runs like a deer!” He picked up his pace and was soon beside her once more.

She led them around the lake, the sky over Elwynn slowly turning from black to grey to a soft orange, as the sun threatened to creep above the horizon. The path curved and then inclined sharply, and Aely slowed to a walk, laughing.

“Ye’ve go’ me near t’ beat. I cannae tell if I’m tryin’ t’ keep up wi’ ye, air outrun ye, but … I’ll be glad t’ stop a moment.”

Arrens grinned, pushing ahead of her a bit before turning around and walking backwards. “You weren’t kidding about the hill. How much farther up?”

“Nae much – see th’ turn, passes right ’round those rocks? ‘s a spot t’ sit just above.” Roger bounded ahead of them, his seemingly endless energy rather astounding the two rather winded humans behind him. They turned the corner together. Aely’d timed it right, for once, and the view over the top of the forest, out toward Redridge was picturesque, early morning fog clinging to the trees as the sun finally made his lazy, winter appearance.

Arrens practically fell alongside a tree, his breathing heavy, sweat staining his shirt. He propped his back along the tree feeling the chill morning dew beneath him. Aely sat down between his outstretched legs and leaned in close, his arms wrapping around her. “It really is quite lovely,” he said, nuzzling his nose into her hair.

She smiled, taking several long breaths to try and cool down. “Yeh – I like watchin’ th’ sunrise. If I’ve gotta be up this early? Might as well get sommat out ay doin’ so. I dinna always get th’ timin’ right though. Must be y’r good luck.” She folded her arms over his, enjoying the closeness.

“Best part is? W’r nearly done too. Path’s near a circle, an’ we’ve made most ay it.” She pointed off to her left, the tops of the Stormwind gates visible through the sun-streaked fog. “An’ I’ll admit t’ bein’ pretty worn… as much as I dinnae wan’ t’ go back just yet.”

“I’ve several hours until my class starts. And I’ll be honest, I’ve not been pushed that hard in quite some time. Perhaps…perhaps we can take our time getting back.” His breathing once more returning to normal, he turned Aely’s face to his and kissed her deeply as the sun crept over the horizon.

Casting Call
comment 11 Written by on December 2, 2009 – 9:47 am

A new movie has been announced, and your character has been asked to be part of the story. As such, you have to come up with someone to play your character in a film!

Who would it be?

A few things -

  1. This movie has an unlimited budget. Feel free to pick someone famous or not-famous, or from TV, Hollywood, Overseas, Stage Acting, whatever. The idea is to find someone who LOOKS LIKE your character. (Which probably means this will be a pretty star-studded list, but that’s ok!)
  2. Bonus points if they also sound like your character, but feel free to find a different actor/ess to voice your character if necessary.
  3. IMDB is your friend, as is Google Image Search – but please DO NOT hotlink images. It’s not nice.
  4. Comments will take a little extra time to show up, since they’ll contain links to external sites and I’ll have to approve them.  Normally this means you are all spared 42 page lists of links to nakey people, but today it’ll mean a bit of moderation duty on my part. Do not fret!

And since I”m sure you’re all curious… Aely could only be played by Miranda Otto.

Perfect skin, right face, little smile, right hair texture – make it long enough to sit on and bright copper red. Add a pair of hazely-green contacts?

Perfect. (Though Aely would be wearing a long-sleeved shirt!)

Miranda Otto2

Annie Mae would be Jennifer Nettles (only… really short and dark brunette.)


I’ll have to get back to you for Angoleth and Anzefi… Anzefi’s particularly hard, since she’s taken a lot of inspiration from Naomie Harris’ portrayal of Tia Dalma (the accent… oh the accent…), but it’s hard to just pick an actress and give her a huge electric teal mohawk and tusks!

And yes, this idea is shamelessly stolen from the Wildfire Riders RP board. But that’s never stopped me before!

comment Comments Off Written by on December 1, 2009 – 10:18 am

Today’s post is collaborative, and you can read it over at Arrens.net.

…you’ve been warned.  <grin>

On a Monday before Battle
comment 1 Written by on November 30, 2009 – 12:53 pm

This is stolen (shamelessly) from Truly Carmichael, from her album Swansong – which doesn’t appear to be available anymore on the internet. The original is called “For Sutan, King of Ansteorra”. I’ve added a bit, and made it work for a lady-fighter in the WoW universe.

Aely’s been singing this all week, being that she’s in good spirits again. I’m not brave enough to sing it for the internet, or I’d provide an mp3.

My socks fell in the horse trough – they’ve been in there all night
We muster in 3 minutes and my helmet’s too damn tight.
My armor fell into the lake, the rivets all went pop (*pop*)
I’ve stuck on plates with sticky glue, when will this morning stop

So tell the King I’ll join him soon, if armor I can borrow
And if I can’t climb up the hill? I guess we’ll win tomorrow.

There’s been a little mix-up with my armor on the truck.
Some bastard took my war-shield, with a buckler I am stuck.
I’m standing in the shield wall and I’m feeling some alarm…
There’s umpteen dozen scourge ahead, and a pie plate on my arm!

So tell the King I’ll join him soon, if armor I can borrow
And if I can’t climb up the hill? I guess we’ll win tomorrow.

I do not want to fathom how much longer this will take -
All of these armor issues – now I think my sword is fake.
It’s shiny and it’s sharpened, and the haft is weighted well,
But it’s bending under it’s own weight, now isn’t this just swell.

So tell the King I’ll join him soon, if armor I can borrow
And if I can’t climb up the hill? I guess we’ll win tomorrow.



November 19, 2013 – 4:46 pm

Bad things are happening in Stormwind – and beyond.

The Hand of Lothar, they call themselves.

Yva Darrows was their first target.

Tirith and Aely were their second and third.

They have since… expanded their reach and escalated their methods …


November 13, 2013 – 9:59 am

The cathedral bells stop ringing overnight, except for chiming the hours. Three bell strikes, and Angoleth padded softly around another corner of the Cathedral District, staying carefully in the shadows. Trained ears picked up Mogget’s soft breathing – nearly inaudible …

Riders in Lordaeron – Memory

November 7, 2013 – 1:33 pm

(Written by Jolly, Tarquin, and Annalea)

The highlands of Lordaeron were not for the faint of heart; be it the putrescence of the Scourge’s long-lingering remnant, or the rock-strewn hills and valleys that made farmers out of only the most …

Riders of Lordaeron – Logistics

September 13, 2013 – 7:11 pm

(With Tarquin and Annalea)

Once more, four people made their way through the thickets and hills of Lordaeron, this time in the crisp chill of late morning, seeking after the Rider. Aelflaed had snatched what sleep she could while Chryste …

Riders of Lordaeron – Problematic

September 11, 2013 – 9:47 am

(With Tarquin)

She hadn’t wanted to leave Jolly – not so soon after finding him again – but once away, it took about five minutes for Aely to figure out she had a problem.

That problem had just announced that …

Riders of Lordaeron: Arrangements

September 9, 2013 – 10:05 am

It was an uneasy goodbye for him, but it was agreed by both he and Aely that a stroll back to Hearthglen would not be very easy to explain, nor would the explanation needed for the three Argent soldiers once …

Riders of Lordaeron

September 7, 2013 – 9:02 am

“Light sent me ye when I needed ye afore – an’ now again when I need ye. I canna ask fir more than tha’.” She sighed and slung the shield back across her shoulders. “It’s… Light. Been awhile hasna it? …

Dark Rider of Lordaeron (Part 4)

September 6, 2013 – 2:02 pm

She blinked, but did not drop either of her shields. “Aye, though I’ve been Caltrains fir th’ last near three years. Canna say I’ve any memory ay ye.”

“Yeh’ve far moar’n yeh realize,” he replied evenly, his grip tightening on …

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